God is the meditation of my heart and my inheritance, that I await, long for and delight in. He is the objective I have set myself, the whole reason for my efforts. He, God himself, is the inheritance I plan to bring to a home of right-ordered love, that he may sup with me and I with him. He is ever in my thoughts, he is my heart’s delight. Iseek him, the transcendent, for his own sake. By him, the immanent, I feed on him. He is both the field I work and the food I work for. He is both reason and reward of all I do, my beginning and end without end. Forever he is mine; eternally my inheritance.
Isaac of Stella
