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grain that it leaned down upon its stalk, and having looked at it for a long time she said to the Mother Prioress:
"Mother, this ear of corn is an image of my soul: the good God has laden me with graces for myself and for many others!. . . Oh! I wish ever to bow down beneath the abundance of Heaven's gifts, recognizing that all comes from above."
HIST. D'UNE AME, CH. XII
What do you think of all the graces
which have been poured down upon
you?
"I think that the Spirit of God breatheth where He will."[1]
COUNSELS AND REMINISCENCES
A sister said that in Heaven she
would be a beautiful flower, resplendent
with light.
"Oh no," she replied, "you know how in pretty bouquets they conceal some moss to make the flowers stand out;
- ↑ John, iii, 8.
