Something for Sunday Morning

Henri Gheon, writing about some of the folks in St. John Vianney's parish:

And last, there was that extraordinary being, Pere Chaffangeon, who remained for hours before the altar, without even moving his lips; it seems that he was speaking to God.

"And what do you say to Him?" the old cure asked.

"Oh!" replied the old peasant, "He looks at me and I look at Him."

The greatest mystics have found no formula more simple, more exact, more complete, more sublime, to express the conversation of the soul with God.