If we love Jesus, we shall be loved in return by Him, and that is perfect happiness.

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.

It fills me with joy to realize that I can lay down my life daily for God, that I can sacrifice it willingly for Him. I may not be a martyr for the faith, but I can be a martyr of charity.

Strengthen in us, O God, the work You have begun in us.

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.

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

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.