an abyss the depths of which I cannot fathom.
HIST. D'UNE AME, CH. XI
Love attracts love, mine rushes forth
unto Thee, it would fain fill up the
abyss which attracts it; but alas! it is
not even as one drop of dew lost in the
Ocean. To love Thee as Thou lovest
me I must borrow Thy very love—then
only, can I find rest.
HIST. D'UNE AME, CH. XI
Just as a torrent sweeps along with
it unto the depths of the sea whatsoever
it encounters on its course, even so, my
Jesus, does the soul which plunges into
the boundless ocean of Thy Love draw
after her all her treasures. Lord, Thou
knowest that for me these treasures are
the souls it has pleased Thee to unite to
mine.
HIST. D'UNE AME, CH. XI
Charity gave me the key to my vocation.
I understood that the Church
being a body composed of different
