Starry Night

There once was a man who worked hard at being a good man each day so that he could feel himself to be truly holy.

He filled each moment with good works and was very hard on himself in every way, always suspicious of sin and shortcomings in himself, although he would soon enough forgive this in others.

After fifty years or more, there once came a night where he found himself outside, beneath a canopy of wondrous stars, and finally he sat and listened, and finally, his heart did open, and on this starry night for the first time, he understood what holiness is really all about.