was long before I reached this degree of abandonment; our Lord has taken me and placed me there!"
HIST. D'UNE AME, CH. XII
It seems to me that nothing now
hinders me from taking flight, for I no
longer have any great desires, save to
love, even unto dying of love. I am
free, I have no fear, not even of what I
most dreaded; I mean the fear of being
a long time ill and consequently a burthen
to the Community. If it gives pleasure
to the good God I willingly consent to
see my life of suffering, both of soul and
body, prolonged for years. Oh! no, I
do not fear a long life. I do not shun
the combat. "The Lord is the rock upon
which I am founded. Who teacheth my
hands to fight and my fingers to war;
He is my protector in whom I have hoped."[1]
Never have I asked God to let me die
young; it is true I have ever believed
that it would be so, but without seeking
to obtain it.
HIST. D'UNE AME, CH. IX
- ↑ Cf. Ps., cxliii, 1, 2, 3.
