But for I am a woman should I therefore live that I should not tell you the goodness of God?

This is our Lord's will... that our prayer and our trust be, alike, large.

Where I say that He abideth sorrowfully and moaning, it meaneth all the true feeling that we have in our self, in contrition and compassion, and all sorrowing and moaning that we are not oned with our Lord. And all such that is speedful, it is Christ in us. And though some of us feel it seldom, it passeth never from Christ till what time He hath brought us out of all our woe. For love suffereth never to be without pity.

Our Lord is the ground from whom our prayer grows and in his love and grace he himself gives us our prayers.

Every act of kindness and compassion done by any man for his fellow Christian is done by Christ working within him.

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.

In God's sight we do not fall: in our own we do not stand.