"God of our life, there are days when the burdens we carry chafe our shoulders and weigh us down;  when the road seems dreary and...

William Paxton "The Housemaid"  In US public domain "It all depends on our intention, by which we can sanctify the least ...

Last night I had what I would call an "awakening." Feeling that I've given too little time to God over the course of my life...

The shop was long and narrow, dimly lit by naked bulbs dangling from the ceiling. It was a shadowed, solemn, wondrous place, tucked away i...

Bunny is six.  My oldest grandchild, born one and a half minutes ago (it seems to me), born so petite that she needed preemie clothes, ...

"I need  the closest possible union with Jesus,  as if I were spending my whole life before  His tabernacle...  ...

 "Do you really want to be a saint?  Carry out the little duty of each moment,  do what you ought and put yourself into what you ...

"We believe this truth and this mystery which, along with the Incarnation, is the greatest and most hidden of all.  Because faith tea...

Looking over some of my stored-away "breadbox letters" recently, I came across a copy of a letter I sent to friends some years...

  "You don't know how to pray?     Put yourself in the presence of God,   and as soon as you have said  'Lord, I don...

"Now, if you want to drive away a wicked thought or desire, just grasp this little piece of advice I am going to give you, and stick ...

My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord, My spirit finds joy in God my Savior, For He has looked upon His servant in her lowliness; ...

I absolutely love summer.  I love the long, late hours of daylight.  I love fireflies flickering across a darkening yard.  I love den...

July 21, 1897 To Sister Therese,       I have your photograph, and henceforth you live in my mind, after having up to the present onl...

Most people don't realize who they're quoting when they speak of catching more flies with honey than with vinegar.  I was well int...

"For though the fig tree blossom not, nor fruit be on the vines, though the yield of the olive fail and the terraces produce no nour...

I wonder if heaven is filled with colors we have never imagined.  Oh, surely. It seems we get hints of heavenly hues, and sounds, and scen...

Letter of August 3, 1851 Dear Eusebius,  "Well, you are wondering about your future.  Pray simply, humbly, and fervently to know ...

'There are in fact two kinds of martyrdom.   One takes place only in the heart, the other in both heart and body. We too are capab...

"I count up Your graces and Your mercies, because You have melted my sins away as if they were ice.   "And whatever evils I ha...