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8515826939_dfc6d8b6ba_zI’ve always liked what I’ve heard or read about Dorothy Day, and now especially this — which I just found this morning:

“If I had written the greatest book, composed the greatest symphony, painted the most beautiful painting or carved the most exquisite figure I could not have felt the more exalted creator than I did when they placed my child in my arms.” – Dorothy Day

David Brooks of the New York Times wrote about Dorothy Day’s love of her child.

He said, “That kind of love decenters the self. It reminds you that your true riches are in another. Most of all, this love electrifies. It puts you in a state of need and makes it delightful to serve what you love. Day’s love for her daughter spilled outward and upward. As she wrote, “No human creature could receive or contain so vast a flood of love and joy as I often felt after the birth of my child. With this came the need to worship, to adore.”

“She made unshakable commitments in all directions. She became a Catholic, started a radical newspaper, opened settlement houses for the poor and lived among the poor, embracing shared poverty as a way to build community, to not only do good, but be good. This gift of love overcame, sometimes, the natural self-centeredness all of us feel.”

You can read more by Brooks here.

I thought this was a really beautiful reflection on love; on its ability to move us from being self-centered to others-centered; from self-serving to others-serving.

photo credit: John Hope Photography