They Who Load Us With

Spiritual Exercises Whereby To Conquer Oneself, And Order One's Life, Without Being Influenced In One's Decision By Any Inordinate Affection.

It Is Not The Finest Wood That Feeds The Fire Of Divine Love, But The Wood Of The Cross.

In The Case Of Those Who Are Making Progress From Good To Better, The Good Angel Touches The Soul Gently, Lightly, Sweetly, As A Drop Of Water Enters A Sponge, While The Evil Spirit Touches It Sharply, With Noise And Disturbance, Like A Drop Of Water Falling On A Rock.

All The Honey That Can Be Gathered From The Flowers Of This World Has Less Sweetness Than The Vinegar And Gall Of Jesus Christ Our Lord.

May The Perfect Grace And Eternal Love Of Christ Our Lord Be Our Never-failing Protection And Help.