What makes a genius? The ability to see. To see what? The butterfly in a caterpillar, the eagle in an egg, the saint in a selfish person, life in death, unity in separation, God in the human and human in God, and suffering as the form in which the incomprehensibility of God himself appears. ~ Brennan Manning
I know many exceptionally intelligent people. People who are bright and brilliant and understand things like quadratic equations: an equation in which the highest power of an unknown quantity is a squared. I know people with almost as many initials behind their names as the letters required to spell the name itself.
I know all these wonderfully smart people. But only a few times in my life have I met a genius. They’re the people I want to hang out with. They’re the ones I want to be like. To them, the Highest Power is a known quantity.
They’re people who know what to look for. They’re the ones who see the saint in the sinner, instead of the sinner in the saint.