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I know the power obedience has of making things easy which seem impossible.

Allow yourself to be taught, allow yourself to receive orders, allow yourself to be subjected and despised, and you will be perfect.

A soul that is hard because of self-love grows harder. O good Jesus, if you do not soften it, it will ever continue in its natural hardness.

My Jesus, I am determined to be all yours, whatever the cost, and despite every repugnance.

And even in sickness itself and these other occasions the prayer is genuine when it comes from a soul that loves to offer the sickness up and accept what is happening and be conformed to it and to the other thousand things that happen.

If, by an impossibility, the good God Himself did not see my good deeds I would not be grieved. I love Him
so much that I wish to give Him pleasure, even without Him knowing that it is I.

Oh, then, spiritual soul, when you see your appetites darkened, your inclinations dry and constrained, your faculties incapacitated for any interior exercise, do not be afflicted; think of this as a grace, since God is freeing you from yourself and taking from you your own activity.

Our faith is so dead that we desire what we see more than what faith tells us.

I desire your progress, but it strikes me that enough has already been said and written for the attainment of everything you need. If anything is lacking it is not writing and speaking, but in silence and work.

The devil does a great deal to incapacitate us when he sees a little fear.

O Lord, it is no longer just a veil that hides You from me, but a thick high wall...It is hard, after having felt so near You! But I am ready to remain in this state for as long as it pleases You to leave me in it, my Beloved, for faith tells me that You are still close at hand, and always will be...

Never fear that the Lord Who invites us to drink of the fountain will allow us to die of thirst.