Mine is not an unfeeling heart, and it is just because of its capacity to suffer deeply that I desire to offer to Jesus every kind of suffering it can endure.
HIST. D'UNE AME, CH. IX
Life is full of sacrifices, it is true;
but why look for happiness in it? Is it
not simply "a night to be passed in a
bad Inn" as says our Holy Mother Saint
Teresa?
My heart has an ardent thirst for happiness, but well do I see that no creature is capable of allaying this thirst. On the contrary, the more I might drink of the waters of that enchanted spring the more burning would be my thirst.
I know a fountain where they that drink shall yet thirst,[1] but with a thirst most sweet, a thirst one can always satisfy; this fountain is the suffering that is known to Jesus alone!. . .
II LETTER TO SR. MARIE DU SACRÉ-CŒUR
- ↑ Cf. Eccles., xxiv, 29.
