Father Cassilly asks, “What kind of existence has our Friend, Father and Lover reserved for us beyond the pearly gates in the city whose streets are of transparent gold, where there shall be no night nor darkness, nor weeping nor mourning, but joy and happiness forevermore? What kind of a mansion is Christ preparing for us in the home of His Father?”
“When we come to consider the magnificent reward that God has prepared for those who love Him, imagination fails, for no matter how great our anticipations may be they will always fall short of the reality. In our present life seldom do anticipated joys respond fully to expectation. Some unforeseen obstacle prevents our full enjoyment; and even should we attain the object of our heart’s desire we soon tire of it, so that what beforehand we deemed worthy of attainment, seems in the event hardly worth the effort it cost. The opposite, however, is true in regard to the joys of the afterlife. Paint we them in colors never so glorious, the pictured prospect will be more than realized, since eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, nor hath it entered into the heart of man to conceive what God has prepared for those who love him.”
“One of the Divine attributes displayed in creation is munificence or liberality. God is prodigal of His gifts. Economy in man is a virtue, but God knows it not. He is a spendthrift in generosity, for His treasures never diminish. He lavishes them on us beyond all our needs. We require a little air to breathe, and God has made an ocean of it sixty or more miles in height, a huge reservoir we can never exhaust. We require perhaps a dozen articles of diet, and the Creator serves us with thousands and thousands of dishes, varying with soil and climate and season. Our table supplies come from the depth of ocean, from the realm of air, they grow in field and forest, they hang from trees and multiply underground. St. Ignatius had so lively an appreciation of the Divine bounty in this respect that, in returning thanks after meals, his face at times glowed with feelings of gratitude.”
Quotations from Francis Cassilly, A Story of Love, 2d ed. (St. Louis: B. Herder, 1917).