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By our smallest act of repentance and humility, God causes our understanding to be enlarged, like a growing circle of light.

Christ leaps lovingly into the dread dark depths of our hearts.

Christ leaps lovingly into the dread dark depths of our hearts.

Christ plunges into many hearts, in communion, going where He is called, even accepting indifference.

At each moment of renewed thanksgiving, the soul emerges a little further from the carapace of self-will.

Our Blessed Lady had been a living tabernacle for Christ, but I saw her standing at one side, head bent in humility.

If a soul is humble, the grace of Christ can pour through that soul to others, as though through gauze, unimpeded.

Christ looks tenderly on our remembrance of His sacred Passion. He loves our devotion, and sees how we advance in humility.

Some hearts are so cluttered with vain desires that Christ's praise cannot stream up to the Father from their souls.

Some hearts are so cluttered with vain desires that Christ's praise cannot stream up to the Father from their souls.

The Saints in Heaven venerate those who - although imperfect - live for Christ on earth.

In His humility, Christ our Lord and God was buried in the earth which came into existence through Him.

Every prayer of humility 'causes' God to lift us higher into his light in a spiral of prayer.

The soul which empties itself of vain desires makes a space on earth for Christ, and Heaven and earth are joined.

When a soul is empty of all vain desires, Christ fills it with His light, in Holy Communion; and as Christ praises His Father, in the Spirit, God praises God, in God, in bliss and radiance, within that loving soul.

When a soul is empty of all vain desires, Christ fills it with His light, in Holy Communion; and as Christ praises His Father, in the Spirit, God praises God, in God, in bliss and radiance, within that loving soul.

It is by humility that we can learn to hide with our wounds beside Jesus the crucified. He shares our weakness.

Christ Hangs on the cross, in agony. This was the consummation of His earthly life, yet we demand glory.

God the Father 'cools' the burning pain of the Two Spears (which are shame and fear) which check my pride.

I must shelter those who come to me for comfort, even though my heart is like a mud hut, not yet a palace!