O How Quickly Passes Away

Thy Peace Shall Be In Much Patience.

Love Wakes Much And Sleeps Little And, In Sleeping, Does Not Sleep. It Faints Is Not Weary; It Is Restricted In Its Liberty And Is Great Freedom. It Sees Reasons To Fear And Does Not Fear, But, Like An Ember Or A Spark Of Fire, Flames Always Upward, By The Fervor Of Its Love, Toward God, And Through The Special Help Of Grace Is Delivered From All Perils And Dangers

Wheresoever We Seek Our Own, There We Fall From Love.

Do Not Read To Satisfy Curiosity Or To Pass The Time, But Study Such Things As Move Your Heart To Devotion.

Remain Tranquil And Prepare To Bear Still Greater Trials. All Is Not Lost Even Though You Be Troubled Oftener Or Tempted More Grievously. You Are A Man, Not God. You Are Flesh, Not An Angel. How Can You Possibly Expect To Remain Always In The Same State Of Virtue When The Angels In Heaven And The First Man In Paradise Failed To Do So? I Am He Who Rescues The Afflicted And Brings To My Divinity Those Who Know Their Own Weakness.