O Jesus! how happy I would be if I had been faithful, but alas! often in the evening I am sad because I feel I could have corresponded better with your graces… If I were more united to You, more charitable with my sisters, more humble and more mortified, I…
When, with a truly filial confidence, we cast our faults into the consuming furnace of love, they will for certain be entirely consumed. – St. Therese
. . . And yet I have never experienced more fully the sweetness and mercy of Our Lord. He did not send this heavy cross when it would, I believe, have discouraged me, but chose a time when I was able to bear it. Now it does no more than…
May nothing make you waver. Look at Him. He’s awaiting you and is filled with infinite love and will make you His bride. He wants to forge with you the most intimate union. He will make you divine, by joining Himself to you. You will live in Jesus amid infinite…
True union can very well be reached, with God’s help, if we make the effort to obtain it by keeping our wills fixed only on that which is God’s will. – St. Teresa of Avila
“In perfect love this law holds: that the lover become like the one he loves; for the greater their likeness the greater their delight. Surely your bride’s delight would greatly increase were she to see you like her, in her own flesh.” “My will is yours,” the Son replied, “and…
The waters of interior delights do not spring from the earth; the mouth of desire must be turned towards heaven, and be empty of everything else. -St. John of the Cross
Thus, no one…can disturb the soul that is liberated and purged of all things and united with God. She enjoys now in this state a habitual sweetness and tranquility which is never lost or lacking to her. -St. John of the Cross
Jesus,…wills to receive a gift from you. He knows it is much sweeter to give than to receive. We have only the short moment of this life to give to God…and He is already preparing to say: ‘Now my turn.’ What a joy to suffer for Him who loves us…
Bless the mind deeply troubled Of the sufferers, The heavy loneliness of profound souls, The restlessness of human beings, The sorrow which no soul ever confides To a sister soul. -St. Teresa Benedicta (Edith Stein)
