Somehow, we have lost sight of our final goal and have become busy about many things, none of which has to do with sanctity. Somewhere, somehow, we have confused sanctity with drabness, suppressions, quirks, fixations, something unhealthy. Yet sanctity is so simple—as all things pertaining to God must be.

For simplicity is the essence of love—and sanctity is love, lived fully, utterly, completely. Nor is there anything "sissified" about sanctity—or anything gloomy either.

Saints can’t be sad, for saints are lovers of Love, and hence full of joy, of laughter, of gaiety. Theirs is a life of such adventure that it "out-adventures" all the greatest adventures of sinful men and women.

Saints’ lives are rooted in God—and anyone who makes his or her life a constant date with Christ lives a glorious adventure that spans earth and heaven.

We were created to be saints, to enjoy the Beatific Vision. To enter heaven, we must be saints—either now or later through purgatory. Why delay? Why not start today?

—From Grace in Every Season, October 31, available from MH Publications.