Tuesday, April 11th
My God, in spite of all my misereres and since, I will always hope in You. Even if You cast me into hell, I will still hope in You. -Bl. Mary of Jesus Crucified

My God, in spite of all my misereres and since, I will always hope in You. Even if You cast me into hell, I will still hope in You. -Bl. Mary of Jesus Crucified
He who really loves You, my Good, walks safely on a broad and royal road. He is far from the precipice. Hardly has he begun to stumble when You, Lord, give him Your hand. One fall is not sufficient for a person to be lost nor are many, if he…
Mark well, however, that self-knowledge is indispensable, even for those whom God takes to dwell in the same mansion with Himself. Nothing else, however elevated, perfects the soul which must never seek to forget its own nothingness. Let humility be always at work, like the bee at the honeycomb, or…
Since the delight arising from the sigh of Your being and beauty is unendurable, and since I must die in seeing You, may the vision of Your beauty be my death. -St. John of the Cross SC 11:6
So I kiss my crucifix and lay it gently on the pillow whilst I am dressing, saying: My Jesus, You wept and labored for thirty-three years upon earth. Today You must rest…it is my turn to fight and suffer. -St. Therese
Ah, my Lord and my God! How many go to You looking for their own consolation and gratification and desiring that You grant them favors and gifts, but those wanting to give You pleasure and something at a cost to themselves, setting aside their own interests, are few. -St. John…
Our Lord needs from us neither great deeds nor profound thoughts. Neither intelligence nor talents. He cherishes simplicity. – St. Therese
But we think we are giving God everything, whereas what we are really offering Him is the revenue or the fruits of our land while keeping the stock and the right of ownership of it in our own hands. – St. Teresa of Avila
I give Him my body with all its strength, without the least reservation of myself. I give Him my soul with all its powers and faculties. In a word I give my entire being, desiring only one thing: that my life may be from now on incense perpetually rising toward…
O Lord, what does it matter, when I can retire within myself, enlightened by faith, whether I feel or don’t feel, whether I am in light or darkness, enjoy or do not enjoy? I am struck by a kind of shame at making any distinction between such things…Help me to…