“Every word that comes to us about the uncomfortable, the homeless, the lepers, is the Son of God passing by.  If we let him pass, he may never be recalled.  Graces unused are not often repeated; whispers ignored do not become shouts.  All through life, our hands will stretch forth empty of the richest blessings of wisdom and truth unless they are first used to clutch as the sleeve of the Divine who “makes as if he would pass us by.” Archbishop Fulton Sheen (Guide to Contentment)