Sunday, June 28th
Thus, no one…can disturb the soul that is liberated and purged of all things and united with God. She enjoys now in this state a habitual sweetness and tranquility which is never lost or lacking to her. -St. John of the Cross
Saturday, June 27th
Jesus,…wills to receive a gift from you. He knows it is much sweeter to give than to receive. We have only the short moment of this life to give to God…and He is already preparing to say: ‘Now my turn.’ What a joy to suffer for Him who loves us…
Friday, June 26th
Bless the mind deeply troubled Of the sufferers, The heavy loneliness of profound souls, The restlessness of human beings, The sorrow which no soul ever confides To a sister soul. -St. Teresa Benedicta (Edith Stein)
Thursday, June 25th
When Christ said, “Give Me a drink,” it was the love of His poor creatures that He, the Creator of all things, desired. He thirsted for love. -St. Therese
Wednesday, June 24th
I cannot understand how humility exists, or can exist, without love, or love without humility, and it is impossible for these two virtues to exist save where there is great detachment from all created things. – St. Teresa of Avila
Tuesday, June 23rd
Let them trust in the mercy of God and not at all in themselves, and they will see how His Majesty brings them from the dwelling places of one stage to these of another and settles them in a land where these wild animals cannot touch or tire them, but…
Monday, June 22nd
I often consider my Christ, how pleasing and delightful Your eyes are to the one who loves You. – St. Teresa of Avila
Sunday, June 21st
In order that love be true and friendship endure, the wills of the friends must be in accord. – St. Teresa of Avila
Saturday, June 20th
I do not wish to store up merits for heaven, I want to work for Thy Love alone, with the single goal of pleasing Thee, of bringing consolation to Thy Sacred Heart and of saving souls who Thou wilt love eternally. – Pere Jacques
Friday, June 19th
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…