Friday, March 12th
May God who is all love be your unchanging dwelling place, your cell, your cloister in the midst of the world. -St. Elizabeth of the Trinity
May God who is all love be your unchanging dwelling place, your cell, your cloister in the midst of the world. -St. Elizabeth of the Trinity
I found myself so constricted on every side that the only remedy I discovered was to raise my eyes to heaven and call upon God…For there is no stable help but in God. -St. Teresa of Avila
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…
St. Catherine of Siena loved to say in the silence of her soul: “I am sought, I am loved.” That is what is true. -St. Elizabeth of the Trinity
I can boast only of His mercy, and since I cannot cease being what I have been, I have no other remedy than to approach His mercy and to trust in the merits of His Son and of the Virgin, His Mother. – St. Teresa of Avila
Pay no attention to whether you feel joyful or dejected. Only remember that He does not change. -St. Elizabeth of the Trinity
Who are you, sweet Light, who inundate me and enlighten the night of my heart? You guide me just like a mother’s hand; but if you leave me I cannot advance a single step. You are space that surrounds my being and in which it is concealed. If you abandon…
It is not human activity that can save us, but the sufferings of Christ. To take part in these is my aspiration. – St. Teresa Benedicta (Edith Stein)
Let us be wholly His…Let us be invaded…that He may be the Life of our life, and we may consciously remain day and night under His divine action. – St. Elizabeth of the Trinity
The Divine good pleasure ought to be one’s nourishment, one’s daily bread; one ought to abandon oneself to be immolated by all the intentions of the Father, in the image of His adored Christ, and each incident, each event, each suffering, as each joy, is a sacrament given by God.…