Guest guest Posted August 7, 2002 Report Share Posted August 7, 2002 "How much I must criticize you, my Church, and yet how much I love you! How you have made me suffer and yet how much I owe you. I should like to see you destroyed and yet I need your presence. You have given me so much scandal and yet you have made me understand holiness. Never in the world have I seen anything more obscurantist, more compromised, more false, yet never have I touched anything more pure, more generous, or more beautiful. How often I have felt like slamming the door of my soul in your face-and how often I have prayed that I might die in your sure arms! No, I cannot be free of you, for I am one with you, even though not completely you. Then, too-where should I go? To build another? But I cannot build another without the same defects, for they are my own defects I bear within me. And again, if I build one, it will be my Church, and no longer Christ's. I am old enough to know that I am no better than others." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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