But for I am a woman should I therefore live that I should not tell you the goodness of God?
My, how busy we become when we lose sight of how God loves us.
Our Lord is the ground from whom our prayer grows and in his love and grace he himself gives us our prayers.
When we, by the working of mercy and grace, be made meek and mild, we are fully safe; suddenly is the soul oned to God when it is truly peaced in itself: for in Him is found no wrath.
He that made all things for love, by the same love keepeth them, and shall keep them without end.
Pray inwardly, even if you do not enjoy it. It does good, though you feel nothing. Yes, even though you think you are doing nothing.
Love was without beginning, is, and shall be without ending.
Charity keepeth us in Faith and Hope, and Hope leadeth us in Charity. And in the end all shall be Charity.
The ground of mercy is love, and the working of mercy is our keeping in love. And this was shewed in such manner that I could not have perceived of the part of mercy but as it were alone in love; that is to say, as to my sight.
If any such lover be in earth which is continually kept from falling, I know it not: for it was not shewed me. But this was shewed: that in falling and in rising we are ever preciously kept in one Love.
It is most impossible that we should beseech mercy and grace, and not have it.
Prayer unites the soul to God.
That which is impossible to thee is not impossible to me: I shall save my word in all things and I shall make all things well.
God willeth that we endlessly hate the sin and endlessly love the soul, as God loveth it.
He did not say: You will not be assailed, you will not be belabored, you will not be disquieted, but he did say: You will not be overcome.
The Lord looks on his servants with pity and not with blame. In God’s sight we do not fall; in our sight, we do not stand. Both of these are true, but the deeper insight belongs to God.
Until I am essentially united with God, I can never have full rest or real happiness.
As we know, our own mother bore us only into pain and dying. But our true mother, Jesus, who is all love, bears us into joy and endless living. Blessed may he be.
All that is contrary to love and peace is of the Fiend and of his part.
Love and Dread are brethren, and they are rooted in us by the Goodness of our Maker, and they shall never be taken from us without end. We have of nature to love and we have of grace to love: and we have of nature to dread and we have of grace to dread.