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Without any need for us, He created us. Every work of His power was directed to mankind. Everything has been put at our disposal.

Isn't love shown in sacrifice? When I think about Jesus' love, then everything I can offer him seems to me so little.

In order to become a temple of the Lord in which He will be pleased to dwell it is necessary to put into practice His teaching and virtues, and the first of these is purity.

We do not know how to make the slightest sacrifice for our God, despite the fact that from eternity He has refused us nothing.

When God's love takes possession of a heart, it transforms it, it makes human love divine, so to speak.

Just as the angels in heaven incessantly sing His praises, so does a Carmelite echo those praises here on earth, whether near to the tabernacle where God who is Love lives imprisoned, or in the intimate depths of her soul's heaven, where faith tells her God dwells.  Our vocation's objective is love, the greatest thing a human heart can possess.

Our Lord kept nothing for Himself when He loved me from the wood of the Cross.  And will I give myself to Him by halves?

It is in prayer that the soul learns to know Jesus and thus to love him. Since love cannot be satisfied with difference but with equality, the result is union in similarity.

The poverty of the Carmelite is very great. She can possess nothing, and this is an assurance that her whole capacity for possessing is filled with God alone. By being poor she becomes more like her divine Spouse, who did not have a place to lay His head. The Carmelite possesses God alone.

When I think that previously I was envious of Mary Magdalene for having had Jesus in her home so many times, for having listened to Him, I become ashamed; for He did not abandon our earth.  He remains in the tabernacle.  There I look at Him in faith and listen to Him.

The soul that has given itself to God must give itself completely, for love leaves nothing for itself.  Let it be consumed entirely so that from these ashes only one person may rise: Christ.  The creature is consumed in the divinity.

Today I felt annihilated, but I held my crucifix tightly and I only told Him: "I love You."