Pope St. John Paul The Great, in his Apostolic Exhortation

“Vita Consecrata” says:

“The Church depends a great deal on consecrated women for new efforts in fostering Christian doctrine and morals, family and social life, and especially in everything that affects the dignity of women and respect for human life. In fact, “women occupy a place, in thought and action, which is unique and decisive… There is reason to hope that a fuller acknowledgement of the mission of women will provide feminine consecrated life with a heightened awareness of its specific role and increased dedication to the cause of the Kingdom of God. This will be expressed in many different works, such as involvement in evangelization, educational activities, participation in the formation of future priests and consecrated persons, animating Christian communities, giving spiritual support, and promoting the fundamental values of life and peace. To consecrated women and their extraordinary capacity for dedication, I once again express the gratitude and admiration of the whole Church…” [#58]

In other words, they are called to be


          These Women were born to love and were inspired throughout their lives by Our Blessed Lord and His Mother. 

Significant Quotations From Mothers Of The Church Who Have Made Themselves Worthy 

Daughters Of The Great Mother Of Them All, The Mother Of God.

Mother Angelica

Who says that women in the Church have no power?

"God from all eternity chose you to be where you are,at this time in history 

to change the world."

"You see, God expects His people to do the ridiculous so He can do the miraculous." 

"God wants you to be in the world, but so different from the world that you will change it. 

Get cracking."

"The Father wants to look down and see His image on your soul. 

This is the purpose of Christianity."

Mini Books by Mother Angelica  (You might have to copy and paste)






"Let us contemplate Your Heart, Lord Jesus, a Heart that is loving each one of us with a personal love. We desire to make reparation to Your Sacred Heart by dedicating our lives to following the gospel, to loving as You love, to doing the Father's Will and to radiating the joy that comes from loving hearts. Our sins are beyond comprehension, our weaknesses like the grains of sand on the shore, but Your love encompasses all things and makes all things new. Let our lives be a witness to the power of Your Sacred Heart as it fills our souls with the fire of its Love. Let all of heaven sing out in a loud voice, 'Love is loved by those whose tiny spark has become one flame with the unlimited fire of His Sacred Heart.'" 

"Must my walk be in pure faith, my only assurance Your Providence, and my strength Your Will? Must my soul cry out in anguish and then hear only the sounds of its own echo. . . Let my fumbling ways be a poem of desire to tell You I love You. Let my weaknesses and failures be like a plaintive cry of a wounded bird that cannot fly to its nest alone. Let my nothingness be lost in Your Omnipotence so I may never be separated from You. 'You will weep no more. He will be gracious to you when He hears your cry; when He hears He will answer.' (Isaiah 30:19)."·          

"My life is truly filled with God. His Mercy comforts me when I fall. His Providence takes care of me when I worry. His Goodness makes me good. His Power upholds me. His Love fills me. His Wisdom is my guide. His Changelessness gives me security. His Tranquility makes me calm. His Majesty fills me with awe. His Beauty entrances me. His Joy sustains me in sorrow. His Light enlightens my path. His Omnipresence surrounds me like a cloak. His Imminence fills me through and through. His Transcendence is above me like a warm sun. His Grandeur thrills my soul. His Unity brings all things together in Him. I lose myself like an atom in the universe, when I realize that this Great God loves me."

"My God, You are my Anchor on a stormy sea, my Serenity on a windy night, my Hope when all else fails. Your Presence surrounds me like a protective shield and when the arrows of my selfishness pierce through, Your Loving Arms extend themselves to reach out and grasp my wandering soul."

"I have come, Lord Jesus, to adore You in the Most Blessed Sacrament. My soul is parched and laden with the burdens of the journey home. I wish to feed my soul with the Living Bread of Life, to adore Your Presence in a small Host, to stand in awe at the wonder of Your love for me. Fill my soul with the gifts and fruits of Your Spirit that I may change and be born again."



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Anonymous Mother of the Church

God Always Answers Prayer.  The Answer is Always,'Yes,' or

                                                    'Not Yet' or 'Something Better.'”                                      

Saintly Anne de Guigne  11 Years Young.

One of the Youngest Mothers of the Church
(Not canonized yet)

“Nothing cost much when we love Christ.”         

“Life is nothing but the way to God.”    

“Look Upwards when in trouble, any trouble, big or small.”  

“Why fret about things? God is there.  If He allows it, it must be good for us.”

“We have lots of joys here on earth, but they do not last; 

the only joy that last  is to have made a sacrifice.”

“Just ask your guardian angel . He will help you.”  

 “To cure a soul is a greater thing than to cure a body.”

First Communion resolution: "I will give my sacrifices to Mary,

 so that She may give them to Jesus."

“It's burning me too much ! Dear Jesus, I offer it to You.”

 (Application of hot poultices at the age of 5.)

“ I want Jesus to live and grow within me. How can I achieve this?  To become better, I must make a sacrifice.”

On a picture of Calvary, Anne wrote: “Grant me the grace to weep with You.”

“Dear Jesus, I love You and, in order to please You, I make the resolution always to obey.”   “I think Jesus has answered me in my heart.

I told Him I wanted to become really obedient and it seemed to me that I heard Him say : ‘You will !’”

“I would like my heart to be always as pure as a lily for Jesus.”     

  “ Jesus tells me that He loves me more than I love Him.”

hen her mother asked her why she no longer wanted to use her missal, she answered: 

“Because I know the prayers by heart and my attention often wanders when I recite them, 

whereas, when I talk to Jesus, my attention never wanders. It is like when one is talking 

to someone, one knows very well what to say.”   “We should be ready to suffer for Jesus, 

since He suffered for us.”

One of the nuns asked her “Does Jesus say anything to you?”  She hesitated, out of 

humility, before replying: “Yes, Mother, when I am really concentrating; not always.” 

What does He say to you ?”  “That He loves me very much.”

“Oh Mary, my good Mother, lend me Your Son,/just for a minute, put Him in my humble 

arms!/Please, I long for Your Son, please give Him to me!/Oh Mary, I long to receive Your Son!/Give Him to me; please give Him to me!/How happy I am when He is with me!”

(Hymn written for Holy Communion)

Ask Saintly Ann to pray for the miracles you need and write us with your Miracle Story.



"To be pure, to remain pure, can only come at a price.  This price is knowing God and loving Him enough to do His Will.  He will always give us the strength we need to keep purity as something beautiful for Him."

"People are often unreasonable and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.
If you are honest, people may cheat you. Be honest anyway.

If you find happiness, people may be jealous. Be happy anyway.

The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough. Give your best anyway.
For you see, in the end, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway." 
"If you judge people, you have no time to love them."

"Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love." 

"Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.
Life is beauty, admire it.
Life is a dream, realize it.

Life is a challenge, meet it.

Life is a duty, complete it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is a promise, fulfill it.
Life is sorrow, overcome it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a struggle, accept it.

Life is a tragedy, confront it.
Life is an adventure, dare it.
Life is luck, make it.
Life is too precious, do not destroy it.
Life is life, fight for it." 

“I know God won't give me anything I can't handle. I just wish He didn't trust me so much.” 

“Peace begins with a smile..” 

“I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, 
only more love.”

“I am not sure exactly what heaven will be like, but I know that when we die and it comes time 

for God to judge us, He will not ask, 'How many good things have you done in your life?' 

rather He will ask, 'How much love did you put into what you did?” 

“Everytime you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing.” 

“Do not think that love in order to be genuine has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love 

without getting tired. Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.” 

“Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless.” 

“Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today. Let us begin.”

“Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of 

God's kindness: kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile.” 

“God doesn't require us to succeed, He only requires that you try.” 

“The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread.” 

“If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives; be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some false friends and true enemies; succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you; be honest and frank anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous; be happy anyway.

The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow; do good anyway…

You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God; it was never between you and them anyway.”

“What can you do to promote world peace? Go home and love your family.” 

“If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.” 

“At the end of life we will not be judged by how many diplomas we have received, how much 

money we have made, how many great things we have done. We will be judged by "I was hungry, and you gave Me something to eat, I was naked and you clothed Me. I was homeless, and you took Me in.” 

“The most terrible poverty is loneliness, and the feeling of being unloved.” 

“It's not how much we give but how much love we put into giving.”

“Never travel faster than your guardian angel can fly.” 

“Live simply so others may simply live.” 

“I alone cannot change the world, but I can cast a stone across the waters to create many ripples.” 

“I'm a little pencil in the Hand of a writing God, Who is sending a love letter to the world.” 

“The greatest disease in the West today is not TB or leprosy; it is being unwanted, unloved, and uncared for.

 We can cure physical diseases with medicine, but the only cure for loneliness, despair, and hopelessness is love. 

There are many in the world who are dying for a piece of bread but there are many more dying for a little love. 

The poverty in the West is a different kind of poverty -- it is not only a poverty of loneliness but also of spirituality. 

There's a hunger for love, as there is a hunger for God.” 

“If you are humble nothing will touch you, neither praise nor disgrace, because you know 

what you are.” 

“Prayer is not asking. Prayer is putting oneself in the Hands of God, at His disposition, and 

listening to His Voice in the depth of our hearts.” 

“Reach high, for stars lie hidden in your soul. Dream deep, for every dream precedes the goal.” 

“I can do things you cannot, you can do things I cannot; together we can do great things.” 

“God made the world for the delight of human beings-- if we could see His goodness everywhere, 

His concern for us, His awareness of our needs: the phone call we've waited for, the ride we are offered,

 the letter in the mail, just the little things He does for us throughout the day. As we remember 

and notice His love for us, we just begin to fall in love with Him because He is so busy with us --

 you just can't resist Him. I believe there's no such thing as luck in life, it's God's love, it's His.” 

“We know only too well that what we are doing is nothing more than a drop in the ocean. But 

if the drop were not there, the ocean would be missing something.” 

“A life not lived for others is not a life.” 

“If you can't feed a hundred people, feed just one.” 

“Love to be real, it must cost—it must hurt—it must empty us of self.” 

“It is a poverty to decide that a child must die so that you may live as you wish.” 

“Do not wait for leaders; do it alone, person to person.” 

“Never worry about numbers. Help one person at a time and always start with the person nearest you.” 

“If we pray, we will believe; If we believe, we will love; If we love, we will serve.” 

“The person who gives with a smile is the best giver because God loves a cheerful giver.” 

“Work without love is slavery.”

“People are unrealistic, illogical, and self-centered. Love them anyway.” 

“Being unwanted, unloved, uncared for, forgotten by everybody, I think that is a much greater hunger, a much greater poverty than the person who has nothing to eat.” 

“Spread the love of God through your life but only use words when necessary.” 

“I would rather make mistakes in kindness and compassion than work miracles in unkindness and hardness.” 

“Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.” 

“Without patience, we will learn less in life. We will see less. We will feel less. We will hear 

less. Ironically, rush and more usually mean less.” 

“The Simple Path

Silence is Prayer

Prayer is Faith

Faith is Love

Love is Service

The Fruit of Service is Peace” 

“Let us make one point, that we meet each other with a smile, when it is difficult to smile. 

Smile at each other, make time for each other in your family.”

“When you don't have anything, then you have everything.” 

St. Therese, The Little Flower,  

Mother and Doctor of the Church 
at the age of 24
http://www.LittleFlower.org/      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9yN1LKwXvm0 
"I will let fall a shower of roses. I will spend my heaven, doing good on earth."
Saint Thérèse's Canticle of Love
The Autobiography of St. Therese

St. Therese hears our requests and intercedes with God on our behalf. She showers us with roses every day, and we continue to be blessed and have prayers answered because of the intercession of our "little flower". St. Therese's own desire was to "make God known and Loved until the consummation of the ages". By sharing your words of thanks, you too, are fulfilling St. Therese's own mission. What a wonderful way to spread the word of God and St. Therese to the world!

"Everything is grace, everything is the direct effect of our Father's love.

Everything is grace because everything is God's gift.

Whatever be the character of life or its unexpected events -- to the heart that loves, all is well."

"The fire of Love is more sanctifying than the fire of Purgatory."'

  "Why should we defend ourselves when we are misunderstood and misjudged? Let us leave that aside. Let us not say anything. It is so sweet to let others judge us in any way they like. O blessed silence, which gives so much peace to the soul!"   "Without love, deeds, even the most brilliant, count as nothing."

  "Be not afraid to tell Jesus that you love Him; even though it be without feeling, this is the way to oblige Him to help you, and carry you like a little child too feeble to walk."

    A novice was grieving about her numerous distractions during prayer: "I too, have many," replied St. Therese of the Child Jesus, "but I accept all for love of the good God, even the most extravagant thoughts that come into my head."

   "For one pain endured with joy, we shall love the good God more forever.

   Jesus needs neither books nor Doctors of Divinity in order to instruct souls; He, the Doctor of Doctors, He teaches without noise of words.

  I have never wished for human glory, contempt it was that had attraction for my heart; but having recognized that this again was too glorious for me, I ardently desire to be forgotten.

  "Let us go forward in peace, our eyes upon heaven, the only one goal of our labors."

  Love consumes us only in the measure of our self-surrender.

St. Therese on Faith

He whose Heart ever watches, taught me, that while for a soul whose faith equals but a tiny grain of mustard seed, He works miracles, in order that this faith which is so weak may be fortified; yet for His intimate friends, for His Mother, He did not work miracles until He had put their faith to test. Did He not let Lazarus die through Martha and Mary had sent to tell Him that he was sick? At the marriage at Cana, the Blessed Virgin having asked Him to come to the assistance of the master of the house, did He not reply that His hour was not yet come? But after the trial, what a recompense! Water changed to wine, Lazarus restored to life... 

 During her temptations against faith she wrote: "I strive to work by faith though bereft of its consolations. I have made more acts of Faith in this last year than during all the rest of my life. 

"On each fresh occasion of combat, when the enemy desires to challenge me, I conduct myself valiantly: knowing that to fight a duel is an unworthy act, I turn my back upon the adversary without ever looking him in the face; then I run to my Jesus and tell Him I am ready to shed every drop of blood in testimony of my belief that there is a Heaven, I tell Him I am glad to be unable to contemplate, while on earth, with the eyes of the soul, the beautiful Heaven that awaits me so He will deign to open it for eternity to poor unbelievers."

St. Therese on Hope

Time is but a shadow, a dream; already God sees us in glory and takes joy in our eternal beatitude. How this thought helps my soul! I understand then why He lets us suffer...

How I thirst for Heaven-that blessed habitation where our love for Jesus will have no limit! But to get there we must suffer... we must weep... Well, I wish to suffer all that shall please my Beloved, I wish to let Him do just as He wills with His "little ball."

Oh! What mysteries will be revealed to us later... How often have I thought that I perhaps owe all the graces showered upon me to the earnest prayer of a little soul whom I shall know only in Heaven. It is God's will that in this world by means of prayer Heavenly treasures should be imparted by souls one to another, so that when they reach the Fatherland they may love one another with a love born of gratitude, with an affection far, far exceeding the most ideal family affection upon earth. There, we shall meet with no indifferent looks, because all the Saints will be indebted to each other.

No envious glances will be seen; the happiness of every one of the elect will be the happiness of all. With the Martyrs we shall be like to the Martyrs; with the Doctors we shall be as the Doctors; with the Virgins, as the Virgins; and just as the members of a family are proud of one another, so shall we be of our brethren, without the least jealousy.

Who knows even if the joy we shall experience in beholding the glory of the great Saints, and knowing that by a secret disposition of Providence we have contributed thereunto, who knows if this joy will not be as intense and sweeter perhaps, than the happiness they will themselves possess.

And do you not think that on their side the great Saints, seeing what they owe to quite little souls, will love them with an incomparable love? Delightful and surprising will be the friendships found there - I am sure of it. The favored companion of an Apostle or a great Doctor of the Church will perhaps be a young shepherd lad; and a simple little child may be the intimate friend of a Patriarch. Oh! How I long to dwell in that Kingdom of Love...

A day...an hour...and we shall have reached the port! My God, what shall we see then? What is that life which will never have an end? ...  Jesus will be the Soul of our soul. Unfathomable Mystery! "Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, neither has it entered into the heart of man what great things God has prepared for those who love Him." (1 Corinthians 2:9). And this will all come soon - yes, very soon, if we ardently love Jesus.

A sister showed her a photograph representing Joan of Arc consoled in the prison by her Voices. Saint Therese said: "I too am consoled by an interior voice. The Saints encourage me from above, they say to me: 'So long as you are in fetters you can not fulfill your mission; but later, after your death - then will be the time of your conquests'."

Life is passing, Eternity draws nigh: soon shall we live the very life of God. After having drunk deep at the fount of bitterness, our thirst will be quenched at the very source of all sweetness.

Yes, the figure of this world passes away (1 Cor. 7:31), soon shall we see new heavens; a more radiant sun will brighten with its splendors ethereal seas and infinite horizons... We shall no longer be prisoners in a land of exile, all will be at an end and with our Heavenly Spouse we shall sail o'er boundless waters; now our harps are hung upon the willows that border the rivers of Babylon (Cf. Ps. 136:2), but in the day of our deliverance what harmonies will then be heard! With what joy shall we not make every chord of our instruments to vibrate! Today, we weep remembering Zion,... how shall we sing the songs of the Lord in a strange land? (Cf. Ps. 136:1,4).

In Heaven the good God will do all I wish, because I have never done my own will upon earth. Even now I know it: yes, all my hopes will be fulfilled... yes... the Lord will work wonders for me, which will surpass infinitely my immeasurable desires. 

              St. Therese on the love of God

There is one ONLY THING to do here below: to love Jesus, to win souls for Him so that He may be loved. Let us seize with jealous care every least opportunity of self sacrifice. Let us refuse Him nothing - He does so want our love! 

Love!...that is what I ask...I know but one thing now - to love You, O Jesus! Glorious deeds are not for me, I cannot preach the Gospel, shed my blood...what does it matter? My brothers toil instead of me, and I, the little child, I keep quite close to the royal throne, I love for those who fight.  

How shall I show my love is proved by deeds? Well - the little child will strew flowers...she will embalm the Divine Throne with their fragrance, will sing with silvery voice the canticle of love.  

Yes, my Beloved, it is thus that my life's brief day shall be spent before You. No other means have I of proving my love than to strew flowers; that is, to let no little sacrifice escape me, not a look, not a word, to avail of the very least actions and do them for Love. I wish to suffer for Love's sake and for Love's sake even to rejoice; thus shall I strew flowers. Not one shall I find without shedding its petals for You...and then I will sing, I will always sing, even if I must gather my roses in the very midst of thorns - and the longer and sharper the thorns the sweeter shall be my song.

The good God does not need years to accomplish His work of love in a soul; one ray from His Heart can, in an instant, make His flower bloom for eternity...

Seeing the eternal recompense so disproportionate to the trifling sacrifices of this life, I longed to love Jesus, to love Him ardently, to give Him a thousand proofs of tenderness while yet I could do so... 

In times of aridity when I am incapable of praying, of practicing virtue, I seek little opportunities, mere trifles, to give pleasure to Jesus; for instance a smile, a pleasant word when inclined to be silent and to show weariness. If I find no opportunities, I at least tell Him again and again that I love Him; that is not difficult and it keeps alive the fire in my heart. Even though this fire of love might seem extinct I would still throw little straws upon the embers and I am certain it would rekindle. 

I know of one means only by which to attain to perfection: LOVE. Let us love, since our heart is made for nothing else. Sometimes I seek another word to express Love, but in this land of exile the word which begins and ends (St. Augustine) is quite incapable of rendering the vibrations of the soul; we must then adhere to this simple and only word: TO LOVE. 

But on whom shall our poor heart lavish its love? Who shall be found that is great enough to be the recipient of its treasures? Will a human being know how to comprehend them, and above all will he be able to repay? There exists but one Being capable of comprehending love; it is Jesus; He alone can give us back infinitely more than we shall ever give to Him. 

Love can supply for length of years. Jesus, because He is Eternal, regards not the time but only the love. 

O Jesus, I ask of You only Peace! ...Peace, and above all LOVE - love without bound or limit. Jesus, let me for Your sake die a martyr; give me martyrdom of soul or body. Ah! rather give me both the one and the other!  

I desire no sensible consolation in loving; provided Jesus feel my love that is enough for me. Oh! to love Him and to make Him loved...how sweet it is... How sweet is the way of Love! True, one may fall, one may not be always faithful, but Love, knowing how to draw profit from all, very quickly consumes whatsoever may displease Jesus, leaving naught but humble and profound peace in the innermost soul. 

Ah! since that day love penetrates me and surrounds me; this Merciful Love each moment renews and purifies me, leaving in my heart no trace of sin. No, I cannot fear Purgatory; I know that I do not merit even to enter with the Holy Souls into that place of expiation, but I know too that the fire of Love is more sanctifying than the fire of Purgatory, I know that Jesus can not will needless suffering for us, and that He would not inspire me with the desires I feel if He were unwilling to fulfill them. 

To offer oneself as a victim to Divine Love is not to offer oneself to sweetness - to consolation; but to every anguish, every bitterness, for Love lives only by sacrifice; and the more a soul wills to be surrendered to Love, the more must she be surrendered to suffering. 

O my God, You know I have never desired but to love You alone. I seek no other glory. Your Love has gone before me from my childhood, it has grown with my growth, and now it is an abyss the depths of which I cannot fathom. 

Love attracts love, mine rushes forth to You  it would fain fill up the abyss which attracts it; but alas! it is not even as one drop of dew lost in the Ocean. To love You as You love me I must borrow Your very Love - then only, can I find rest.  

Just as a torrent sweeps along with it unto the depths of the sea whatsoever it encounters on its course, even so, my Jesus, does the soul which plunges into the boundless ocean of Your Love draw after her all her treasures. Lord, You know that for me these treasures are the souls it has pleased You to unite to mine. 

Charity gave me the key to my vocation. I understood that the Church being a body composed of different members, the most essential, the most noble of all the organs would not be wanting to her; I understood that the Church has a heart and that this heart is burning with love; that it is love alone which makes the members work, that if love were to die away apostles would no longer preach the Gospel, martyrs would refuse to shed their blood. I understood that love comprises all vocations, that love is everything, that it embraces all times and all places because it is eternal! 

This little prayer which includes all my desires I ask you to say for me each day:  "Merciful Father, in the Name of Your Sweet Jesus, of the Blessed Virgin and of the Saints, I pray that my sister be fired with Your spirit of love, and that You will grant her the grace to make You greatly loved." If God should take me soon to Himself, I ask you to continue each day this same prayer, for in Heaven my desire will be the same as upon earth; to love Jesus and to make Him loved. 

Until 2 days before her death Therese wished to be alone at night; however, notwithstanding her entreaties, the infirmarian used to rise several times to visit her. On one occasion she found our little invalid with hands clasped and eyes raised to Heaven. "But what are you doing?" she asked; "you should try to sleep." "I cannot, dear Sister, I suffer too much! then I pray..." "And what do you say to Jesus?" "I say nothing, I love Him!"  

A Sister was speaking to her of the happiness of Heaven: Therese interrupted, saying: "It is not that which attracts me..." "What is it then?"  "Oh! it is LOVE! To love, to be loved, and to come back to earth to make LOVE loved."  

Love alone have I ever given to the good God; with love He will repay me.  

Her last words - looking at her crucifix: "OH!...I LOVE HIM!...MY GOD, I...LOVE...YOU!!!"

O my God, Most Blessed Trinity, I desire to love You and to make You loved, to labor for the glory of holy Church by saving souls still on earth and by delivering those who suffer in Purgatory. I desire to accomplish Your Will perfectly, and to attain to the degree of glory which You have prepared for me in Your Kingdom; in one word, I desire to be a saint, but I know that I am powerless, and I implore You, O my God, to be Yourself my sanctity Since You have so loved me as to give me Your only Son to be my Savior and my Spouse, the infinite treasures of His merits are mine; to You I offer them with joy, beseeching You to see me only as in the Face of Jesus and in His Heart burning with Love. Again, I offer You all the merits of the Saints - in Heaven and on earth - their acts of love and those of the holy Angels; and finally I offer You, O Blessed Trinity, the love and the merits of the Holy Virgin, my most dear Mother; it is to Her I entrust my oblation, begging Her to present it to You.  Her Divine Son, my well-beloved Spouse, during His life on earth, told us: "If you ask the Father anything in My Name He will give it to you." (John 16:23). I am then certain that You will hearken to my desires...My God, I know it, the more You will to give, the more do You make us desire. Immense are the desires that I feel within my heart, and it is with confidence that I call upon You to come and take possession of my soul. I can not receive You in Holy Communion as often as I would; but, Lord, are You not Almighty?...Remain in me as in the Tabernacle - never leave Your little Victim.        I long to console You for the ingratitude of the wicked and I pray that You take from me the liberty to displease You! If through frailty I fall sometimes, may Your Divine glance purify my soul immediately, consuming every imperfection - like to fire which transforms all things into itself.     I thank You, O my God, for all the graces You have bestowed on me, and particularly for making me pass through the crucible of suffering. It is with joy I shall behold You on the Last Day bearing Your scepter - the Cross; since You have deigned to give me for my portion this most precious Cross, I have hope of resembling You in Heaven and seeing the sacred stigmata of Your Passion shine in my glorified body.  After exile on earth I hope to enjoy the possession of You in our eternal Fatherland, but I have to wish to amass merits for Heaven; I will work for Your Love alone, my sole aim being to give You pleasure, to console Your Sacred Heart, and to save souls who will love You forever. At the close of life's evening I shall appear before You with empty hands, for I ask not, Lord, that You would count my works... All our justice is tarnished in Your Sight. It is therefore my desire to be clothed with Your own Justice and to receive from Your Love the eternal possession of Yourself. I crave no other Throne nor other Crown but You, O my Beloved!... In Your Sight time is nothing, one day is as a thousand years (Cf. Psalms 90:4). You can in an instant prepare me to appear before You. That I may live in one Act of perfect Love, I OFFER MYSELF AS A VICTIM OF HOLOCAUST TO YOUR MERCIFUL LOVE, imploring YOU to consume me without ceasing, and to let the tide of infinite tenderness pent up in You, overflow into my soul, that so I may become a very martyr of Your Love, O my God!      May this martyrdom, having first prepared me to appear before You, break life's thread at last, and may my soul take its flight, unretarded, into the eternal embrace of Your Merciful Love. I desire, O Well-Beloved, at every heartbeat to renew this Oblation an infinite number of times, till the shadows retire (Cant. 4:6) and I can tell You my love eternally face to face!  

St. Therese on love for others

Jesus wills that we give alms to Him as to one poor and needy. He puts Himself as it were at our mercy; He will take nothing but what we give Him from our heart, and the very least trifle is precious in His Sight. He stretches forth His Hand, this Sweet Savior, to receive of us a little love, so that in the radiant Day of Judgment He may be able to address to us those ineffable words: "Come, blessed of My Father; for I was hungry, and you gave Me to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave Me to drink; I was a stranger, and you took Me in; sick and you visited Me; I was in prison, and you came to Me." (Matthew 25:34-36).

I applied myself above all to practice quite hidden little acts of virtue; thus I liked to fold the mantles forgotten by the Sisters, and sought a thousand opportunities of rendering them service.

I feel that when I am charitable it is Jesus alone Who acts in me; the more I am united to Him the more do I love all my Sisters. If, when I desire to increase this love in my heart, the devil tries to set before my eyes the faults of one or other of the Sisters, I hasten to call to mind her virtues, her good desires; I say to myself that if I had seen her fall once, she may well have gained many victories which she conceals through humility; and that even what appears to me a fault may in truth be an act of virtue by reason of the intention.

True Charity consists in bearing with all the defects of our neighbor, in not being surprised at his failings, and in being edified by his least virtues; Charity must not remain shut up in the depths of the heart, for no man lights a candle and puts it under a bushel, but upon a candlestick, that it may shine to all that are in the house. (Cf. Matthew 5:15). It seems to me that this candle represents the Charity which ought to enlighten and make joyful, not only those who are dearest to me, but all who are in the house.

There is no artist who does not like his work praised, and the Divine Artist of souls is pleased when we do not stop at the exterior, but penetrating even to the inmost sanctuary which He has chosen for His dwelling, we admire its beauty.

I ought to seek the company of those Sisters who according to nature please me least. I ought to fulfill in their regard the office of the Good Samaritan. A word, a kindly smile, will often suffice to gladden a wounded and sorrowful heart.

If it is hard to give to whoever asks, it is still harder to let what belongs to us to be taken, without asking it back, or rather, I ought to say it seems hard; for the yoke of the Lord is sweet and light (Cf. Matthew 11:30): when we accept it we feel its sweetness immediately.

When Charity is deeply rooted in the soul it shows itself exteriorly: there is so gracious a way of refusing what we cannot give, that the refusal pleases as much as the gift.

Remembering that Charity covers a multitude of sins (Proverbs 10:12), I draw from this fruitful mine opened to us by Our Lord in His sacred Gospels. I search the depths of His Adorable Words and cry out with David: "I have run in the way of Your commandments when You enlarged my heart." (Psalms 119:32). And charity alone can enlarge my heart...

O Jesus! since this sweet flame consumes it I run with delight in the way of Your new Commandment, and therein will I run until the blessed day when with Your Virgin train I shall follow You through Your boundless Realm singing Your New Canticle which must surely be the Canticle of LOVE.                                                    

St Teresa of Avila,

 Mother and Doctor of the Church

Let nothing trouble you,
let nothing frighten you.
All things are passing;
God never changes.
Patience obtains all things.
He who possesses God lacks nothing:
God alone suffices.

"Christ has no body now, but yours.
No hands, no feet on earth, but yours.
Yours are the eyes through which
Christ looks compassion into the world.
Yours are the feet
with which Christ walks to do good.
Yours are the hands
with which Christ blesses the world." 

"It is love alone that gives worth to all things."

“To have courage for whatever comes in life - everything lies in that.”

“What a great favor God does to those He places in the company of good people!”

“Accustom yourself continually to make many acts of love, for they enkindle and melt the soul.”

"God has been very good to me, for I never dwell upon anything wrong which a person has done, so as to remember it afterwards. If I do remember it, I always see some other virtue in that person."

"We shall never learn to know ourselves except by endeavoring to know God; for, beholding His greatness, we realize our own littleness; His purity shows us our foulness; and by meditating upon His humility we find how very far we are from being humble."

"There are more tears shed over answered prayers than over unanswered prayers."

"The tree that is beside the running water is fresher and gives more fruit."

"Our body has this defect that, the more it is provided care and comforts, the more needs and desires it finds. "

"The most potent and acceptable prayer is the prayer that leaves the best effects. I don't mean it must immediately fill the soul with desire . . . The best effects [are] those that are followed up by actions-----when the soul not only desires the honor of God, but really strives for it. "

"I would never want any prayer that would not make the virtues grow within me." 

"Vocal prayer . . . must be accompanied by reflection. A prayer in which a person is not aware of Whom he is speaking to, what he is asking, who it is who is asking and of Whom, I don't call prayer-----however much the lips may move." 

  "Mental prayer in my opinion is nothing else than an intimate sharing between friends; it means taking time frequently to be alone with         Him who we know loves us."

"You pay God a compliment by asking great things of Him." 

'One must not think that a person who is suffering is not praying. He is offering up his sufferings to God, and many a time he is praying much more truly than one who goes away by himself and meditates his head off, and, if he has squeezed out a few tears, thinks that is prayer. "

"Suffering is a great favor. Remember that everything soon comes to an end . . . and take courage. Think of how our gain is eternal."

"Pain is never permanent." 

"Truth suffers, but never dies."

"... If we begin to put our trust in human help, some of our Divine help will fail us." 

"Our greatest gain is to lose the wealth that is of such brief duration and, by comparison with eternal things, of such little worth; yet we get upset about it and our gain turns to loss."

"We can only learn to know ourselves and do what we can - namely, surrender our will and fulfill God's will in us."


Remember that you have only one soul; that you have only one death to die; that you have only one life, which is short and has to be lived by you alone; and there is only one Glory, which is eternal. If you do this, there will be many things about which you care nothing.


"Christ does not force our will, He only takes what we give Him. But He does not give Himself entirely until He sees that we yield ourselves entirely to Him."

"Before prayer, endeavor to realize whose Presence you are approaching, and to Whom you are about to speak. We can never fully understand how we ought to behave towards God, before Whom the angels tremble."

 "Unless you strive after virtues and practice them, you will never grow to be more than dwarfs."

 "It is impossible for a person who prays regularly to remain in serious sin; because the 2 are incompatible, one or the other will have to be given up." 

 "Mental prayer is nothing else but being on terms of friendship with God, frequently conversing in secret with Him."

 The devil will try to upset you by accusing you of being unworthy of the blessings that you have received. Simply remain cheerful and do your best to ignore the devil's nagging. If need be even laugh at the absurdity of the situation. satan, the epitome of sin itself, accuses you of unworthiness! When the devil reminds you of your past, remind him of his future!

"To other Saints Our Lord seems to have given power to help us in some special necessity-but to this glorious Saint, I know by experience, He has given the power to help us in all. Our Lord would have us understand that as He was subject to St. Joseph on earth-for St. Joseph, bearing the title of father and being His guardian, could command Him-so now in Heaven Our Lord grants all his petitions. I have asked others to recommend themselves to St. Joseph, and they, too, know the same thing by experience . . ." -Autobiography, VI, 9 


"Would that I could persuade all men to be devoted to St. Joseph, for I know by long experience what blessings he can obtain for us from God. I have never known anyone who was truly devoted to him and honored him by particular services who did not advance greatly in virtue: for he helps in a special way those souls who commend themselves to him. It is now very many years since I began asking him for something on his feast, and I have always received it. If the petition was in any way amiss, he rectified it for my greater good . . . I ask for the love of God that he who does not believe me will make the trial for himself-then he will find out by experience the great good that results from commending oneself to this glorious Patriarch and in being devoted to him . . ." -Autobiography, VI, 11-12 


When St. Teresa and her brother were youngsters, they decided that they would become martyrs by marching into an area under moslem control so that the moslems could cut their heads off.  An uncle found them in time and brought them home. St. Teresa remarked, "The only thing that kept us from doing the Will of God was Mommy and Daddy."

St. Catherine of Sienna, 

Mother and Doctor of the Church  

“Be who God meant you to be and you will set the world on fire.” 
“Nothing great is ever achieved without much enduring.” 
“Proclaim the truth and do not be silent through fear.” 
“Every step of the way to heaven is heaven.” 
“All the way to heaven is heaven, because Jesus said, "I am the way.”
What should we be afraid of? Our Captain on this battlefield is Christ Jesus. We have discovered what we have to do. Christ has bound our enemies for us and weakened them that they cannot overcome us unless we so choose to let them. So we must fight courageously and mark ourselves with the Sign of the most Holy Cross.

St Gemma Galgani 

Mother of the Church


"I wish, oh Jesus, that my voice could reach to the ends of the world, to call all sinners and tell them to enter into Your Heart....Oh, if only all sinners would come to Your Heart!... Come! Come sinners, do not be afraid! The sword of Justice cannot reach you Here!"

On loving God: "Oh love, oh infinite love! .....Oh love of my Jesus! ....Let Your love penetrate my all; from You I want nothing else. My God, my God, I love You. But, per­haps I love You too little, oh Jesus?....Oh, if all were to know how beautiful Jesus is, how loving He is! They would all die of love. And yet, how is it that He is so little loved?" 

On devotion to the Blessed Virgin Mary: "Oh, how I love my Mother! She knows it; and then Jesus Himself gave Her to me, and told me to love Her so much. And what great goodness this Heavenly Mother has always shown me! What would have become of me, if I had not had Her? She has always helped me in my spiritual wants; She has preserved me from countless dangers; She has freed me from the hands of the devil who was ceaselessly com­ing to molest me; She pleaded my cause with Jesus when I sinned, and She soothed Him when I moved Him to anger by my wicked life; She has taught me to know Him and to love Him, to be good and to please Him. Ah, my dear Mother, I will love Thee always and forever!"  

"Whoever could have imagined, that this evening my dear Mother would have come to see me? I would not have even considered it because I believed that my bad conduct would have prevented it. Yet She had compassion on me. Her presence quickly put me in a state of recollection, and then, as often happens, I lost my senses, and I found myself, I think, with Our Lady of Sorrows. Oh, what happiness! What sweetness of heart I felt during those wonderful moments! Let whoever can, explain it. It seemed to me, after some moments of emotion, that She took me in her lap and made me rest my head on Her shoulder and kept it there for a short time. My heart during that time felt perfectly happy and con­tented without any other desire."  

On receiving Jesus in the Eucharist: "Is it possible that there are souls who do not understand what the Blessed Eucharist is? Who are insensible to the Divine Presence.....to the mysterious and fervent effusions of the Sacred Heart of my Jesus? O Heart of Jesus! Heart of love!" "Yesterday, in the presence of Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament I felt myself burning so fiercely that I had to go away. I felt stunned that so many could stay so close to Jesus and not be reduced to ashes. I felt that I would be consumed. Jesus is such a sweet and irresistible Lover; how can one fail to love Him with one's whole heart and soul? How can one not wish to be wholly united in Him, and consumed in the flames of His holy love?"  "

….What would become of me if I did not dedicate all my affections to the Sacred Host? Oh yes, I know it Lord; that in order to make me deserve paradise in heaven, You give me Communion here on earth!" "….I am Yours, oh Jesus. You have good reason to complain about me, yes, because I have offended You. And, undeserving as I am, I should be obliged to give back to the Altar so many stolen Breads, and so much precious Blood. But I promise You that I will make amends." 

Gemma pleads for the conversion of a sinner: “.....You have not measured the Blood that You have shed for sinners, and now do You wish to measure the enormity of our sins? Do You not listen to me? And I, to whom must I turn? You have shed Thy Blood for him as well as for me. Will You save me and not him? I will not rise from here. Save him. Promise me that You will save him. I offer myself victim for all, but particularly for him. I promise not to refuse You anything. Will You grant it to me? It is a soul. Remember, oh Jesus, it is a soul that has cost You so much.”

On praying: “....Let us go to Jesus. He is all alone and hardly anyone thinks of Him. Poor Jesus!” "....See, oh Jesus, even at night, those hours, those hours! I sleep, but Jesus my heart does not sleep. It watches with Thee at all hours." ".....Can You see that as soon as the day breaks I think of You? As evening comes, I am near You.....I am near You at every moment.......I love You, Jesus....." 

On humility: “.....Oh Jesus, do not let me do things that are above me. I am good for nothing. I do not know how to return all these great graces you have given me. Seek someone else who will know how to do better than I.” “.....Oh Jesus, if people knew me, they would not come and ask for my prayers." To her adoptive mother and friend, Cecilia Giannini, she wrote: “I was so astonished that you asked me to pray for that lady. If you did not know me you might be excused; but you know me well enough! I say no more…What can you expect to obtain through a sinful soul that is full of defects and that is so little, if at all concerned about Jesus? And yet I obey, but do not trust me, for I am good for no­thing.” ".....Gemma alone can do nothing. But together Gemma and Jesus can do all things!" 

Her miraculous cure:
 "...Just before the cure was granted, Jesus said, embrac­ing me, 'My daughter, I give Myself entirely to you and you will be entirely Mine.' I saw clearly that Jesus had taken my parents from me and sometimes this made me discouraged, because I believed myself abandoned. That morning I complained to Jesus about this and He, always so good and tender, said to me'My daughter, I will always be with you. I will be your Father and She (indicating our Mother of Sorrows) will be your Mother. He who is My Hands can never lack fatherly help. You will never lack anything, even though I have taken away from you all earthly consolation and support. Come, draw near to Me, you are My daughter. Are you not happy to be the daughter of Jesus and Mary?'

The overwhelming affections to which Jesus gave rise in my heart kept me from answering. After about 2 hours had passed I arose. Those in the house wept for joy. I too was happy, not because I was cured but because Jesus had chosen me to be His daughter. Before leaving me that morning Jesus said to me: "To the grace that has been given you this morning there will be added many more, and even greater ones." And this has been so true because Jesus has always protected me in a special way. I have treated Him only with coldness and indifference and in exchange He has given me only signs of His infinite love." 

Union with God and desire for heaven: "I live on this earth, but I seem to dwell here like a soul who has lost it’s way, because never for a moment do I cease looking towards Jesus, apart from whom I despise all things." “I greatly rejoice that time flies so quickly, because that means so much less time to spend in this world, where there is nothing to attract me. My heart goes incessantly in search of a Treasure, an immense Treasure that I do not find in creatures; a Treasure that will satisfy me and console me, and give me rest." 

Gemma receives the Stigmata: ".....At that moment Jesus appeared with all His Wounds open, but Blood no longer came out of those Wounds. Rather, flames of fire issued forth from them and in an instant these flames came to touch my hands, my feet and my heart. I felt as if I would die. I fell to the floor, but my Mother supported me, keeping me covered in Her mantle." 

Jesus teaches Gemma the value of suffering: 
“…Jesus in His infinite charity continued His graces and favors to me. One day He said to me lovingly: 'Daughter, what should I say to you, when in your doubts, your sufferings and your adversities, you think of going to others rather than coming to Me, and you seek alleviation and comfort other than Mine.' 

"I knew that I deserved these reproofs, nevertheless I continued as usual, and Jesus rebuked me again saying, "Gemma, do you realize that you are offending Me when in your great need you come to Me last, after other creatures who cannot give you consolation? I suffer, My daughter, when I see that you forget Me.' 

This last reproof sufficed and served to detach me from every creature in order to turn myself to our Creator." "It is true Jesus, if I think of what I have gone through as a child and now as a grown up girl I see that I have always had crosses to bear; But oh! how wrong are those who say that suffering is a misfortune!" Click here and also here for more.....

Quotes from her Letters: “.....Oh, when I see Jesus in tears it pierces my heart. I realize that I, by my sins, have increased the suffering which overwhelmed Him while He prayed in the garden. At that moment, Jesus saw all my sins, all my failings, and He saw also that place I should have occupied in hell, if Your Heart, oh Jesus, had not pardoned me” 

"My spirit is will­ing but my flesh is weak, weak because I am so lazy. What would I not do for Jesus! For anyone who had just one of His glances, it would suffice; what force, what vigor he would feel! I feel that I would do anything for Him to see Him content; the greatest torment would seem to me easy to bear supported by Him, every drop of my blood I would give willingly, and all to satisfy Him, to prevent poor sinners from offending Him. My God, what do I say? I should wish my voice to reach to the uttermost ends of the earth; I should wish to have all sinners under­stand me. I should want to cry out to them: 'Rather than insult Jesus, prefer to be insulted yourselves.' If you knew, Father, how Jesus is afflicted in certain moments at certain times! Oh, it is not possible to bear the sight of Him longing and, yet, how few are those who suffer with Him? Very few, and Jesus finds Himself almost alone. It is so sad to see Jesus in the midst of sorrows! But how can one see Him in that state and not aid Him? 

"Jesus continues to make me aware of Himself several times a day; in the evening, the morning, and at all times and in all places . . . And what strength it takes for me to hide this from others, especially when I am in the Church, outside, or even when I find myself alone." 

From her recorded ecstasies: "My God, open Your heart to me. Oh Jesus, open Your sacred breast to me, so I may place all my affections there. And you, oh Jesus, You said many times that You would wel­come me generously: is that true my Jesus? How much I love You, oh Jesus! I thank you; but why do You behave so lovingly while I offend You with such ingratitude? This thought alone should make me become a flame of love, if only I could understand it well ... I love You, oh Jesus. What a fine love is mine, loving someone who does not get angry with those who offend Him!...... Oh Jesus, if I were to consider attentively the great cares You show me, how I ought to excel in so many virtues!" 

Attacks by the devil: "....Today I thought I was to be entirely free from that nauseous animal, and instead he has knocked me about greatly. I had gone to bed with the full intention of sleeping, but it turned out otherwise. He began to beat me with such blows that I feared I would die. He was in the shape of a big black dog, and he put his "paws" on my shoulders, hurting me greatly. I felt it so much in all my bones that I thought that they were broken. Also, when I was taking holy water he wrenched my arm so violently that I fell to the floor from the pain. The bone was dislocated, but went back into place because Jesus touched it for me, and all was remedied." 

From her Diary: ".....Jesus, as soon as he arrived on my tongue (the cause so often of so many sins), made Himself felt immediately. I was no longer in myself but Jesus was in me; He descended to my breast. (I say breast, because I no longer have a heart; I gave it to Jesus' Mom.) What happy moments I spent with Jesus! How could I return His affections? With what words could I express His love, and for this poor creature? Yet He did deign to come. It's truly impossible, yes, it is impossible not to love Jesus. How many times He asked me if I love Him and if I truly love Him. And do you still doubt it, my Jesus? So, He unites ever more closely with me, talks to me, says He wants me to be perfect, that He too loves me very much and I should reciprocate." 

From her Autobiography: 
"....I began therefore, to make the Holy Hour, but I felt myself so full of sorrow for my sins that it was a time of continual martyrdom. However, in the midst of this sorrow there was one comfort, namely, weeping. This was both a comfort and a relief to me. I spent the entire hour praying and weeping. Finally, being very tired, I sat down but the sorrow continued. I became entirely recollected and after a little bit, all of a sudden, I felt my strength fail. (It was only with great difficulty that I was able to get up and lock the door to the room.) Where was I? Dear Father, I found myself before Jesus Crucified. He was bleeding all over. I lowered my eyes and the sight filled me with pain. I made the sign of the cross and immediately my anguish was succeeded by peace of soul. I continued to feel an even stronger sorrow for my sins and I had not the courage to raise my eyes and look at Jesus. I prostrated myself on the floor and remained there for several hours. "My daughter," He said, "Behold these wounds. They have all been opened for your sins. But now, be consoled, for they have all been closed by your sorrow. Do not offend Me any more. Love Me as I have always loved you. Love Me." 

This He repeated several times. The vision vanished and I returned to my senses. From that time on I began to have a great horror for sin (which was the greatest grace Jesus has given me). The wounds of Jesus remained so vividly impressed in my mind that they have never been effaced." 

 St. Madeleine Sophie Barat, Mother of the Church

Let us ask our Lord to work in us and through us, and let us do our utmost to draw Him down into our hearts,

 for He Himself has said: "Without Me, you can do nothing."

St. Margaret Mary Alacoque, Mother of the Church

       What a weakness it is to love Jesus Christ only when He Caresses us, and to be cold immediately once He afflicts us. This is not true love. Those who love thus, love themselves too much to love God with all their heart.

     Until we have acquired genuine prayer, we are like people teaching children to begin to walk.

 St. Rose of Lima, Mother of the Church

If only mortals would learn how great it is to possess Divine Grace, how beautiful, how noble, how precious. How many riches it hides within itself, how many joys and delights! No one would complain about his cross or about troubles that may happen to him, if he would come to know the scales on which they are weighed when they are distributed to men.

 “Apart from the Cross, there is no other ladder by which we may get to heaven. When we serve the poor and the sick we serve Jesus. We must not fail to help our neighbors, because in them we serve Jesus.”

 St. Maria De Mattias, Mother of the Church

"Withdraw into solitude from time to time in order to speak with God. With confidence ask for His pure love"

"Always remain united to Jesus Crucified. Embrace the Cross on which Jesus died for love of you. Do not worry. Jesus will give you strength. Through prayer at the foot of the Crucifix we shall better understand the great value of the Cross consecrated by the precious Blood of Jesus Christ!"

"Place yourself in the hands of your dear Mother Mary and do not fear. She will help you to become a saint. Do what you can and the Madonna will do the rest."

"Do not fear. The work we do is God's. In the face of tribulations, anxieties, and misfortunes place all in the Hands of the Lord and you will see miracles."

"It is not we who accomplish things; it is God. All good comes from God. Let us trust completely in the Providence of God and we shall not be disappointed."

"Be courageous and place great trust in the Providence of God. Jesus will never abandon you. Place yourself in God's Hands and go forward with great fortitude and generosity."

"We shall be on this earth but a short time. In that short time we have to become saints. This is the Will of God. ... Let us beg God that His Will may be fulfilled in us."

"To become a saint we must follow Jesus Christ even to Calvary. Pray much ... . Be of good heart and have unbounded confidence in God."

"Happy shall we be if we die in the Lord's embrace after having consumed our lives for the welfare of others!"

St. Amma Syncletice, Mother of the Church

In the same way that a powerful medicine cures an illness, so illness itself is a medicine to cure passion. And there is much profit of soul in bearing illness quietly and giving thanks to God.

 St. Elizabeth Ann Seton, Mother of the Church

We must often draw the comparison between time and eternity. This is the remedy of all our troubles. How small will the present moment appear when we enter that great ocean.

St Angela Merici

Mother of the Church

Disorder in society is the result of disorder in the family.

St. Paola Frassinetti, 

Mother of the Church

Don't permit your misery or defeats to depress you. Rather let them be steps by which you descend the deep mine 

where we find the precious gem of holy humility. 

One of the Last letters from Elizabeth of the Trinity, Mother of the Church  «August 01, 2011»


An inspiring message from Elizabeth of the Trinity- Carmelite contemplative nun who spent the last 8 months of her life in the throes of a passion which conformed her being to the Beloved (Christ).  She was the victim of Addison's disease- an endocrine disorder with no cure at the time. Her body was ravaged and consumed by the disease, however her soul remained stolid in love and her beautiful letters reveal that she was ravished by this love and so the lover was transformed mystically into the beloved.


“God rejoices to build you up by His love and for His glory, and it is He alone Who wants to work in you, even though you will have done nothing to attract this grace except that which a creature can do: works of sin and misery...He loves you like that....He will do everything in you. He will go to the end: for when a soul is loved by Him to this extent, in this way, loved by an unchanging and creative love, a free love which transforms as it pleases Him, oh, how far this soul will go! .... the fidelity that the Master asks of you is to remain in communion with Love, flow into, be rooted in this Love .... You will never be commonplace if you are vigilant in love! But in the hours when you feel only oppression and lassitude, you will please Him even more if you faithfully believe that He is still working, that He is loving you just the same, and even more: because His love is free and that is how He wants to be magnified in you; and you will let yourself be loved more than these.... You are called ... to magnify the power of His Love. Believe ... and read these lines as if coming from Him.”

Novena To The Mothers Of The Church

Read some of their quotes daily for 9 days along with a Hail Mary and passages from the life

of the Mother of them all: <http://LifeOfTheMotherOfGod.org>  asking the Mother of

God and these Her daughters for their prayers for your health and salvation

Ask any of these Mothers of the Church to pray for the miracles you need and write us with your Miracle Story.