My goal is to go through the world carrying Jesus in my heart. To remain cloaked in an atmosphere of prayer wherever I may be, whatever I happen to be doing. Not unlike an astronaut, I carry the oxygen of my Homeland with me, breathing it in and out with every silent prayer.
I wonder: can it change a family, a workplace, a city if a person is praying in the midst of it? Of course it can; of course it inevitably does. Such is an apostolate of a cloistered heart, carried into first one family and then another, into a market, onto a bus. It is “living Jesus” no matter where one happens to be.
"Always remember… to retire at various times into the solitude of your own heart even while outwardly engaged in discussions or transactions with others. This mental solitude cannot be violated by the many people who surround you since they are not standing around your heart but only around your body. Your heart remains alone in the presence of God.” (St. Francis de Sales, Introduction to the Devout Life).
