Wednesday, January 25th
Now I ask You, Lord, not to abandon me at any time in my recollection, for I am a squanderer of my soul. – St. John of the Cross
Now I ask You, Lord, not to abandon me at any time in my recollection, for I am a squanderer of my soul. – St. John of the Cross
I find that trials help very much in detaching us from this earth. They make us look higher than this world. Here below, nothing can satisfy us. We cannot enjoy a little rest except in being ready to do God’s will. – St. Therese
I imagine her passing by, so beautiful, so calm and so majestic, so absorbed in recollection of the Word of God within her. Like Him, her prayer was always this: “Ecce. Here I am.” Who? “The servant of the Lord,” the lowliest of His creatures: she, His Mother! Her humility…
All Three Persons of the Holy Trinity dwell in the soul that loves Them ‘in truth’ … keeping Their word. And when the soul has understood its riches, whatever natural or supernatural joy may come to it from creatures or even from God, only calls it to enter within itself,…
O Lord! All our trouble comes to us from not having our eyes fixed upon Thee. If we only looked at the way along which we are walking, we should soon arrive; but we stumble and fall a thousand times and stray from the way because, as I say, we…
When you are burdened you are close to God, your strength, who abides with the afflicted. When you are relieved of the burden you are close to yourself, your own weakness; for virtue and strength of soul grow and are confirmed in the trials of patience. – St. John of…
Don’t imagine that, if you had a great deal of time, you would spend more of it in prayer. Get rid of that idea; it is no hindrance to prayer to spend your time well. -St.Teresa of Avila
O my God, if I might be made worthy to give my life for the good of souls and to put an end to all this malice, what a comfort this would be! – St. Mary Magdalene De’Pazzi
The nothingness of me is strangely loved: Sustaining ever The all of love, my need is strangely here: Departing never. – St. Therese
I am glad to recognize that when we love God our heart expands, and we can give incomparably more tender love to those who are dear to us than when our love is selfish and barren… Love is fed by and develops from sacrifice. – St. Therese