Sunday, March 7th
Pay no attention to whether you feel joyful or dejected. Only remember that He does not change. -St. Elizabeth of the Trinity

Pay no attention to whether you feel joyful or dejected. Only remember that He does not change. -St. Elizabeth of the Trinity
Who are you, sweet Light, who inundate me and enlighten the night of my heart? You guide me just like a mother’s hand; but if you leave me I cannot advance a single step. You are space that surrounds my being and in which it is concealed. If you abandon…
It is not human activity that can save us, but the sufferings of Christ. To take part in these is my aspiration. – St. Teresa Benedicta (Edith Stein)
Let us be wholly His…Let us be invaded…that He may be the Life of our life, and we may consciously remain day and night under His divine action. – St. Elizabeth of the Trinity
The Divine good pleasure ought to be one’s nourishment, one’s daily bread; one ought to abandon oneself to be immolated by all the intentions of the Father, in the image of His adored Christ, and each incident, each event, each suffering, as each joy, is a sacrament given by God.…
Let us unite to make our days a continual Communion; let us awake in love, and all day long let us surrender ourselves to love by doing the will of God, under His eyes, with Him, in Him, for Him alone; let us give ourselves uninterruptedly and in whatever way…
Love is the strength that helps us accomplish even those things for which we feel the greatest repugnance. -St. Teresa de los Andes
The real happiness in this valley of tears, is doing God’s will in everything. Only the person who seeks happiness in this way – avoiding all worry about the difficulties, sorrows and sufferings with which one may be afflicted – will find that happiness. – St. Raphael Kalinowski
The fact that God deals with us through messengers is not a sign of the unapproachable majesty of God, rather of His overflowing love. – St. Teresa Benedicta (Edith Stein)
I know quite well all you are suffering. I know your anguish, and I share it. Oh! if I could but impart to you the peace which Jesus has put into my soul amid my most bitter tears. Be comforted – all passes away. -St. Therese