"'Let my beloved come into His garden,' says the spouse of the Canticles... Now, the Divine Spouse comes into His garden when He comes into a devout soul, for since His delight is to be with the children of men, where can He repose better than in the soul that He has made in His own image and likeness?
"In this garden He Himself plants the loving delight that we have in His goodness, and on which we feed our souls." (St. Francis de Sales, from Treatise on the Love of God)
Just lovely!
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DeleteBeautiful, Nancy:)
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Thank YOU!
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ReplyDelete"He Himself plants the loving delight that we have in His goodness." Isn't it remarkable that God does everything for us, even giving us the desire to come to Him? I'm having trouble finding the right words to explain a thought that's been with me recently.
Imagine those flowers! Definitely spring.
God bless!
Yes, it is remarkable, Sue. And I wish I could send you some of our spring flowers (although don't you have some that bloom all year 'round?). Trees around here are beginning to look like the one in this picture... just in the last few days!
DeleteThanks so much, and God bless you too!