Sunday, November 26th
The soul that is quick to turn to speaking and conversing is slow to turn to God. – St. John of the Cross
The soul that is quick to turn to speaking and conversing is slow to turn to God. – St. John of the Cross
In the Passion and death of Christ our sins were consumed by fire. If we accept that in faith, and if we accept the whole Christ in faith-filled surrender, which means, however, that we choose and walk the path of the imitation of Christ, then He will lead us “through…
The Lord told me this:…’Behold these wounds, for your sufferings have never reached this point. Suffering is the way of truth. By this means you will help me weep over the loss of those who follow the way of the world… -St. Teresa of Avila
I give thanks to Jesus for making me walk in darkness, and in the darkness I enjoy profound peace. Indeed, I consent to remain through all my religious life in the gloomy passage into which He has led me. I desire only that my darkness may obtain light for sinners.…
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
Allow yourself to be taught, allow yourself to receive orders, allow yourself to be subjected and despised, and you will be perfect. -St. John of the Cross
We seem to ourselves to be making progress, yet we become weary, for, believe me, we are walking through a mist; it will be fortunate if we do not lose ourselves. Do you think, my daughters, if we could travel from one country to another in eight days, that it…
So I have experience that the true remedy against a fall is to be attached to the cross and trust in Him who placed Himself on it. – St. Teresa of Avila
He who does not hold the reins of his whole being tightly in his hand is not at all at the height where he can make his decisions with true Freedom: on the contrary he will always be subject to exterior influences. – St. Teresa Benedicta (Edith Stein)
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…