If humility is always desirable, generous humility is still more so.
O Jesus, my Divine Saviour, I offer You my mind and heart. Direct their movements while I pray, so that I may offer my prayer in union with Your Immaculate Mother.
If you have no earthly consolation, why do you not seek consolation in the Heart of Jesus? To love him is truest joy.
Learn to let others do their share of the work. Things may be done less well, but you will have more peace of soul and health of body. And what temporal interest should we not sacrifice in order to gain these blessings?
If only I could be hidden in a corner, so as not to be tempted to worry about things that are not really my business.
Those who desire only the good pleasure of God abide in peace even in the midst of failure, for God has not told us that He requires success of us.
My prayers are just an outpouring of gratitude for the assurance of that most completely desired Will of God, which will seem all the more desirable in all that is ahead.
Jesus went before us on the narrow path along which He beckons us to follow Him.
God alone and the desire of His glory - nothing else matters.
How can we thankful? We can only love the Heart of Jesus more generously and by our union with Him, become the most humble.
The worst defect in the world would be to consider yourself free from faults. Being too greatly saddened by one's faults can come from having one's pride humiliated.
I love my solitude, and I would love it still more if I had more of it.
Let us realize that we are sinners and have much to explate, while others less culpable than we are suffer more than we do.
For a long time a very strong and deep attraction has drawn me to missionary life.
What interests you most is our present condition: it is what we would have desired, thorny and difficult, but it is made easier by the unction of grace and alleviated by an all-kind Providence whose help is never withdrawn and whose protection is felt at every moment.
All desire but that of doing God's holy will has been extinguished in me.
The dear Lord has favored us with a share of His cross. The greatest and undoubtedly the hardest to bear is the lack of success in our work here. If a saint had been in charge, all would have gone well.
Really, it is the Lord who carries the cross, for He knows how to make the soul content with little or no consolation and always to find strength in the words..."Thy will be done."
We are entirely in the care of Divine Providence, and it is very sweet to remain so in peace. The Cross is never lacking; may it be our consolation.
I live now in solitude and am able to use my time reflecting on the past and preparing for death. I cannot put away the thought of the Indians and in my ambition I fly to the Rockies.
