Maybe more than anything else, to be a saint is to know joy.
Not happiness that comes and goes with the moments that occasion it, but joy that is always there like an underground spring no matter how dark and terrible the night.
To be a saint is to be a little out of one’s mind, which is a very good thing to be a little out of from time to time.
It is to live a life that is always giving itself away and yet is always full.
Source: Now and Then– Frederick Buechner
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