The triumph of the Church will be as an island morning in May.
The long cold winter still has its grip on the sea and its gloom covers the land. To the weary man on the shore, it seems the surrounding desolation is endless and impenetrable.
But a new day is dawning. The fog and gloom of this long winter will dissipate suddenly and in an instant reveal the bright blue skies of a new day, concealed no more.
The triumph of the Church will be born of our present suffering. The new day is dawning and despite the seemingly impenetrable gloom, the bright sky will soon reveal itself.