'There is in this world a continual interchange of pleasing and afflicting acci dents, still keeping their succession of times, an...

Carmel 1893 Dear Leonie, "We just listened to a beautiful retreat... the good Father spoke especially about union with Jesus... ...

"An arch of God's great temple fair thou art, wrought by some airy builder of the skies; The sunbeam's secret, wrested from...

"France 1897; Dear Brother, I am not at all worried about the future; I am sure God will do His will, it is the only grace I desire...

1893 - Dear Celine,     "There is a passage in the Canticle of Canticles which suits perfectly poor little exiled Celine.  Here it i...

As I went in search of letters and collections to put "inside the envelopes" on this blog's sidebars, I discovered a particula...

As part of this blog's new look, I have changed a few pictures on the sidebar:  in particular, the envelopes (and stamps) that I...

There is nothing wrong with your screen.  If you haven't checked in lately, you missed my "let's try this one out shall we.. ...

"Prayer places our understanding in the divine brightness and exposes our will to the warmth of heavenly love. There is nothing that so...

You've noticed.  If you have ever looked at this blog before, or if you happen to have checked in more than once today, how could yo...

"The Cross is the ladder to Heaven."                                (St. John Vianney)   "Since He died of love for us, ...

"Let us spread before His feet, not garments or soulless palm branches, which delight the eyes for a few hours and then wither, but our...

We are now embarking upon the most solemn, serious time in the Church calendar.  Because of this, I will be posting here less. I might put...

I cannot see wind, but I know when it's around.  I cannot see air, but I am sure of it.   I spent part of Sunday in a park, snapping p...

Currently I am engaged in another “breadbox excavation” ... that is:  I’m rummaging through old letters and journal entries.  I just came...

From the breadbox, 1997: My dear friend, I was struck by your saying that you awake crying out 'I want to love you, God.'  Wha...

"Nothing restrains anger, curbs pride, heals the wound of malice, bridles self-indulgence, quenches the passions, checks avarice and pu...

As a homeschooled grandmother, I graciously accept all the privileges to which my age and position entitle me, and I'm grateful for ...

"Exult, you just, in the Lord ... sing to Him a new song; pluck the strings skillfully, with shouts of gladness.."  (Psalm 33:1...

I fell in love with the sea when I was seventeen.  Never mind that I'd never laid eyes on it.  Never mind that I was growing up in a l...