Lord, I lean on You alone for strength. Give me your arm to support me, your shoulders to carry me, your breast on which to lay my head, your Cross to uphold me, your Eucharist to nourish me. On you Lord, I shall sleep and rest in peace.

He will never let the trial surpass the strength He gives you, and at the very moment you think yourself overwhelmed by sorrow, He will lift you up and give you peace.

Let us realize that we are sinners and have much to explate, while others less culpable than we are suffer more than we do.

Jesus went before us on the narrow path along which He beckons us to follow Him.

If humility is always desirable, generous humility is still more so.

How very beautiful and consoling our faith is! For the little work we do here on earth it promises in return all the joys of assured happiness.

We cultivate a very small field for Christ, but we love it, knowing that God does not require great achievements but a heart that holds back nothing for self.