The joy of the saints is that God loves everyone, and that they themselves can love everyone. And the more beings they can love untaintedly, the happier they are. Therefore, they love us here on earth, they are concerned for us, so that we may not be lost for their love and so that we do not lose our own love, which we must bring to heaven for God and for them, since there love is a common possession.
In their ability to love us lies a great part of their happiness. They see us from their blissfulness and recognize in us the images of God with their immortal, purified, and glorified sight. They see in us the images of God differently and better than we can see them ourselves. They also see what is largely and mostly obscured, covered, veiled. The image of God in us is precious to them, more precious than to us, because they know its true beauty. They are concerned for us and love us. If they could, they would return to us, take on a mortal body, and live and die again for us, to help us. Their bliss is also in that they can pray for us and help us. What is man that all of heaven loves him?
(Jaroslav Durych /1886–1962/, The Meadow of Love, review Na hlubinu, 1928, no. 7)
