Wednesday, December 21st
Life is passing, Eternity draws nigh: soon shall we live the very life of God. After having drunk deep at the fount of bitterness, our thirst will be quenched at the very source of all sweetness. -St. Therese
Life is passing, Eternity draws nigh: soon shall we live the very life of God. After having drunk deep at the fount of bitterness, our thirst will be quenched at the very source of all sweetness. -St. Therese
Stay with me, Jesus, my delight, your presence near makes all things right. -Bl. Titus Brandsma
When one gives his time to God, he finds time to accomplish all his duties. – Bl. Marie of the Incarnation, OCD
The cross…It is the path from earth to heaven. It will lift one who embraces it in faith, love, and hope into the bosom of the Trinity. -St. Teresa Benedicta (Edith Stein)
When we keep little we recognize our own nothingness and expect everything from the goodness of God, exactly as a little child expects everything from its father. Nothing worries us, not even the amassing of spiritual riches. -St. Therese
We live in a world in which love is condemned: it is called weakness, something to be overcome. Some say: never mind love, develop your strengths; let everyone be as strong as possible; let the weak perish … [But] we shall not give up on love. -Bl. Titus Brandsma
Oh, how sweet Your presence will be to me, You Who are the supreme good! I must draw near You in silence pleased to unite me to You in … I rejoice in Your arms. Now I ask You, Lord, do not abandon me at any time in my recollection,…
Spiritual substance cannot be communicated to the senses, and anything imparted to the sense, especially in this life, cannot be pure spirit, since sense is incapable of it. -St. John of the Cross
One could believe that it is because I haven’t sinned that I have such great confidence in God. Really tell them, Mother, that if I had committed all possible crimes, I would always have the same confidence; I feel that this whole multitude of offenses would be like a drop…
Humility consists in complete recognition of one’s own nothingness in all things. A leather bag is best filled by being laid flat on the ground, and a bucket at a well does not fill with water unless it is lowered. As for me, I remain empty for want of being…