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Jesus alone is beautiful; He is my only joy. I call for Him, I cry after Him, I search for Him within my heart. I long for Jesus to grind me interiorly so that I may become a pure host where He can find His rest. I want to be athirst with love so that other souls may possess this love. I would die to creatures and to myself, so that He may live in me.

That is what life in Carmel means: to live in God, contemplating His goodness and beauty, and dedicated entirely to the fulfillment of His blessed Will. Then every immolation, every sacrifice becomes divine; through everything the soul sees Him whom she loves and everything leads her to Him... it is a continual communion. All day long she surrenders herself to Love, by doing the will of God, under His gaze, with Him, in Him, for Him alone.

Love turns work into rest.

There exists but one Being capable of comprehending love; it is Jesus; He alone can give us back infinitely more than we shall ever give to him.

The love that Christ has ignited burns in the soul as a calm flame and encourages the soul to live with the love of God and inflame close ones with that love.

Now, Lord, you have shown my soul your design of love. You still want to detach me, purify me, shape me. You want to transform me! Here I am, here I am, my Love! I am yours, your victim. I am in your hands, in your Heart! Prepare me for Heaven, for that homeland which I have madly desired and still desire, for the eternal wedding feast, for that immaculate union, beautiful, rich… as your Love has destined me to be! And, with me, an infinity of souls saved by me! Jesus, Jesus, Mary!

The most delightful Mystery of Love! He allows Himself to be found by the heart that searches for Him, by the soul that knows how to do without many things for love of Him.

I see God in the work of his hands and the marks of his love in every visible thing, and it sometimes happens that I am seized by a supreme joy which is above all other joys.

My God, I offer you all that I do today for the intentions and the glory of the Sacred Heart of Jesus. I want to sanctify every beat of my heart, my thoughts, and my simplest works by uniting them to his infinite merits. I want to repair for my faults by casting them into the furnace of his merciful love.

Much will be asked of the one who has received much, and He as been so overwhelmingly generous to His little bride, but she abandons herself to His love and sings the hymn of His mercies while still on earth.

David in this night says of himself, “My heart is inflamed, and my reins are changed, and I am brought to nothing, and knew not.” That is,“my heart hath been inflamed” in the love of contemplation.”

Thus Jesus is pleased to shower His gifts on some of His creatures, but very often this is in order to attract other hearts to Himself, and then when His end has been attained, He makes those external gifts disappear, He despoils completely the souls dearest to Him.