Thursday, December 9th
O sweetest Star of heaven! O Virgin, spotless, blest, Shining with Jesus’ light, guiding to Him my way! O Mother! ‘neath thy veil let my tired spirit rest, For this brief passing day! – St. Therese
O sweetest Star of heaven! O Virgin, spotless, blest, Shining with Jesus’ light, guiding to Him my way! O Mother! ‘neath thy veil let my tired spirit rest, For this brief passing day! – St. Therese
Later in Bethlehem, O Joseph and Mary ! I see you rejected by all the villagers. No one wants to take in poor foreigners. There’s room for the great ones… There’s room for the great ones, and it’s in a stable That the Queen of Heaven must give birth to…
I long to behold the light of his gaze. Oh! What splendor must shine in his eyes! In contemplating this Only Begotten of the Father I will have the Three and I will have all of Heaven! He will make his light shine in my soul, He will purify me…
Oh then, my daughters, let there be no neglect: but when obedience calls you to exterior employments (as, for example, into kitchen, amidst the pots and dishes), remember that our Lord goes along with you, to help you both in your interior and exterior duties. -St. Teresa of Avila
God is there quite close to you. His love surrounds you. He wants to be your Friend at every moment. -St. Elizabeth of the Trinity
My prayer almost always consists of an intimate conversation with Our Lord. I imagine that like Magdalene I am at His feet, listening to Him. He tells me what I must do to please Him. -St. Teresa de los Andes
Let us quicken our faith by constant communing with Him. Let us live with God as with a friend. That is how saints are made. We carry our heaven about within us, since He who satisfies the glorified soul in the light of vision gives Himself to us in faith.…
Jesus works miracles for His dearest friends only after He has tested their faith. He let Lazarus die, even though Martha and Mary sent word that he was sick. But after the trial, what rewards! Lazarus rises from the dead. -St. Therese
Perhaps we do not know what love is: it would not surprise me a great deal to learn this, for love consists, not in the extent of our happiness, but in the firmness of our determination to try to please God in everything, and to endeavor, in all possible ways,…
Nothing is accomplished without effort, wihtout struggle. In our better moments, we no longer shed tears over our own weaknesses or over those of others, but we recall what was interiorly said to St. Paul: My grace is sufficient for you; in union with me you can do all things.…