Saturday, November 30th
While one is alive, progress doesn’t come from trying to enjoy Me more but trying to do My will. – The Lord to St. Teresa of Avila
While one is alive, progress doesn’t come from trying to enjoy Me more but trying to do My will. – The Lord to St. Teresa of Avila
Since, O my God, You inspire me to make myself like You in everything, as much as I can, I want particularly to imitate You in those virtues that are so pleasing to Your most loving Heart, namely: humility, meekness, and obedience. – St. Teresa Margaret Redi
Nothing so pleases Him as to see those souls developing and nothing can raise them so high as to become, in some way, equal with God. That is why He asks of the soul the tribute of its love, since it is the property of love to equalize, as far…
For often it is God’s will that His elect should be conscious of their misery and so He withdraws His help from them a little — and no more than that is needed to make us recognize our limitations very quickly. They then realize that this is a way of…
All the being of creation, then, compared with the infinite Being of God, is nothing. And therefore the soul that sets its affection upon the being of creation is likewise nothing in the eyes of God, and less than nothing; for, as we have said, love makes equality and similitude,…
If we are determined to submit ourselves and to carry the cross, we shall find in it great refreshment. -St. John of the Cross
Our Redeemer, ever present in the most Blessed Sacrament, extends His hand to everyone. He opens His heart and says, ‘Come to Me, all of You.’ – St. Raphael Kalinowski
Aristotle says that, even as are the eyes of the bat with regard to the sun, which is total darkness to it, even so is our understanding to that which is greater light in God, which is total darkness to us. And he says further that, the loftier and clearer…
If I did not suffer from moment to moment, I would not be able to keep patience, but I see only the present moment; I forget the past and take care not to peer into the future. -St. Therese
When one loves, one does not calculate. -St. Therese