His Majesty gave us, as I have said, the manna and nourishment of His humanity that we might find Him at will and not die of hunger, save through our own fault. In no matter how many ways the soul may desire to eat, it will find delight and consolation…
To make the Eucharist part of one’s own life means to go beyond the limitations of one’s own life and to graft oneself onto the immensity of Christ’s life. He who visits the Lord in His house will not always want to bother Him about his own affairs, but will…
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,…
By entering Carmel you undertook to reproduce in yourself the life of the Crucified. – St. Teresa Margaret Redi
By contrast with the lethargy that comes from lack of vital energy, resting in God is something completely new and unique. The former was dead silence. Now it is replaced by the feeling of being safe, of being relieved from all anxiety and responsibility and obligation to act. And as…
Let the soul, then, be ‘enclosed’ without anxiety. He who, when the doors were shut, entered bodily among His disciples and said ‘Peace be with you’ in an unexpected and inconceivable way, will enter spiritually into the soul when it keeps the door of its powers closed-that is, memory, understanding…
What offends Jesus, what wounds His Sacred Heart, is lack of confidence in Him. -St. Therese
The soul is wearied and fatigued by its desires… the (desires) disturb it, allowing it not to rest in any place or in any thing whatsoever.… the desires and indulgence in them all cause it greater emptiness and hunger. – St. John of the Cross
My love discovers the charms Of Your Face adorned with tears. I smile through my own tears When I contemplate Your sorrows… Your beauty, which You know how to veil, Discloses for me all its mystery… Leave in me the Divine impress Of Your Features… – St. Therese
Each morn You come to me at early Mass, Your flesh and blood become my food and drink; And wonders are accomplished. Your body permeates mine mysteriously, I feel Your soul becoming one with mine: I am no longer what I used to be. You come and go, but still…