The city is the image of the soul, the surrounding walls being the frontier between the outward and inward life. The gates are the faculties or senses connecting the life of the soul with the outward world. Living springs of water rise within it. And in the centre, where beats the heart, stands the holy sanctuary.

Lord, take me from myself and give me to yourself.

God cannot leave us. It is just that our soul is so vast, we do not always feel His lips upon the veil.

For there is no obedience without humility, nor humility without charity.

The city is the image of the soul, the surrounding walls being the frontier between the outward and inward life. The gates are the faculties or senses connecting the life of the soul with the outward world. Living springs of water rise within it. And in the centre, where beats the heart, stands the holy sanctuary.

Consider God's charity. Where else have we ever seen someone who has been offended voluntarily paying out his life for those who have offended him?

It is human to sin, but diabolic to persist in sin.