I was born on the Feast of the Sacred Heart and that is why Ima had me christened ‘Jesus’. This may also perhaps be the reason why I am a person of the heart. A hopeless romantic, like the poet Lord Byron. A romantic fool, like the errant knight Don Quixote.
I always love an intellectually stimulating conversation. I can shoot the breeze with friends for hours in an intellectual discourse and debate on the most mundane of topics. I love puzzles and I take great pleasure in challenging myself intellectually.
But when it comes to most of my life decisions, I listen to my heart. When I left home and entered the seminary, young as I was, it was my heart that urged me on. I wanted to serve the world and mankind. When I left the seminary, it was not reason but the murmurings of my heart that pushed me. Of course, when I fell in love and married Anabelle, it was all heart. I did not calculate the cost nor compute the returns nor tallied up any score. I simply listened to my heart and followed its bidding.
There are times reason and logic comes in handy. But I have always included this quotation from Pascal among my all-time favorites, “The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing.” (Le cœur a ses raisons que la raison ne connaît point.) For after all, love is all I need.