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It's so simple to love. It's surrendering yourself to all His desires, just as Jesus surrendered Himself to those of the Father.

And you, O Father, bend down towards your poor little creature. Cover her with your shadow, see in her only your beloved son in who you are well pleased.

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, to enjoy the substantial good which it possesses and which is none other than God Himself.

Fortunately, while being Martha one can remain like Mary Magdalene always near the Master, contemplating Him with a wholly loving look.

When Jesus made in me His dwelling place,

When God took possession of my heart,

So well that since that hour,

Since that mysterious colloquy,

That divine and delicious meeting,

I have aspired to nothing else but to give my life

In order to return a bit of His great love

To the Beloved of the Eucharist

Who reposed in my feeble heart,

Inundating it with all of his favors.

I go to him as a baby goes to his mother so that he can fill me and invade all and take me in his arms.

Believe that He loves you. He wants to help you Himself in the struggles you must undergo. Believe in His Love. His exceeding love.

..my prayer is quite powerless, but I possess within me the Holy One of God, the Great Supplicant, and that is the prayer I am offering...

Each incident, each event, each suffering, as well as each joy, is a sacrament which gives God to it; so it no longer makes a distinction between these things; it surmounts them, goes beyond them to rest in its Master, above all things.

O my Three, my All, my Beatitude, infinite Solitude, Immensity in which I lose myself, I surrender myself to You as Your prey. Bury Yourself in me that I may bury myself in You until I depart to contemplate in Your light the abyss of Your greatness.

The more you feel your weakness, your difficulty in being recollected, the more the Master seems to hide Himself, the more you should rejoice, for then you are giving Him something, and is it not more blessed to give than to receive, when one loves?

O my God, I want to work for Your glory and for that I must be wholly filled with You and You are love.