The human heart cannot help but cry out to the Infinite in front of such a tragic offense against human life as occurred last weekend in Orlando. The pain and suffering felt by those who were close to at least one of the nearly fifty people who were killed, as well as by strangers, moved them to keep vigil at sites across the country to mourn their loss and to console each other. One of the most notable vigil sites is outside of the Stonewall Inn in Greenwich Village, Manhattan. I proposed to a few friends that we go together to pray the Angelus for the repose of the souls of those who were killed. In front of piles of roses, hand made posters, and candles with images of the Sacred Heart, the Blessed Mother, and St. Jude, we found four men who were kneeling to pray the Our Father. One of these men’s brother was killed in the shooting, and asked his friends to accompany him in prayer. His grief, while visibly was taking a toll on him, became an invitation to all of the bystanders as he very freely and openly told us about his brother and the pain of the unexpectedness and immediacy of his death. “But God is still good!” he exclaimed. What is it that moves man so quickly to prayer, almost as if instinctively, in front of such a piercing experience of suffering? The presence of a desire for authentic meaning to make Itself known and reveal Itself permeated all of Christopher Street. The flames of the candles seemed as if signs that reminded all of those keeping vigil that man’s heart, his desire for true love and mercy, will always triumph. That his infinite need for fulfilment and meaning will always surface, despite any human or ideological attempts to trivialize it. I left Christopher Street with a prayer of gratitude in my heart, both for this beautiful and reassuring sign of the ineradicable desire that determines man’s being, and for the faces of my friends through which He who answers to this desire makes Himself known.