Douglas Abrams

It probably takes many years of monastic practice to equal the spiritual growth generated by one sleepless night with a sick child.

The Archbishop cradled his right hand in his left. He hung his head in concentration. The goal was meditation, but I've never been quite sure where meditation ends and prayer begins, or where prayer ends and meditation begins. I have heard it said that prayer is when we speak to God, and meditation is when God answers.