For God so loved the world, as to give His only begotten Son; that whosoever believeth in Him, may not perish, but may have life everlasting. – Saint John the Apostle

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Monday, February 12, 2007

Saint Quote- St Paul Of The Cross


When you feel the assaults of passion and anger, then is the time to be silent as Jesus was silent in the midst of His ignominies and sufferings.


~St. Paul of the Cross




Saturday, February 10, 2007

Saint Quote-St. Jane Frances de Chantal


When shall it be that we shall taste the sweetness of the Divine Will in all that happens to us, considering in everything only His good pleasure, by whom it is certain that adversity is sent with as much love as prosperity, and as much for our good? When shall we cast ourselves undeservedly into the arms of our most loving Father in Heaven, leaving to Him the care of ourselves and of our affairs, and reserving only the desire of pleasing Him, and of serving Him well in all that we can?


~St. Jane Frances de Chantal




Thursday, February 8, 2007

Saint Quote-St. Gerard Majella


Who except God can give you peace? Has the world ever been able to satisfy the heart?


~St. Gerard Majella




Wednesday, February 7, 2007

Saint Quote- St. Margaret of Cortona


My daughter, I see more Pharisees among Christians than there were around Pilate.


~St. Margaret of Cortona




Monday, February 5, 2007

Saint Quote-Blessed Titus Brandsma



They who want to win the world for Christ must have the courage to come into conflict with it.



~Blessed Titus Brandsma




Saturday, February 3, 2007

Saint Quote-St. Rose of Lima


Apart from the cross, there is no other ladder by which we may get to heaven.


~St. Rose of Lima




Friday, February 2, 2007

Saint Quote-St. Theophane Venard


A slight sabre-cut will separate my head from my body, like the spring flower which the Master of the garden gathers for His pleasure. We are all flowers planted on this earth, which God plucks in His own good time: some a little sooner, some a little later...Father and son may we meet in Paradise. I, poor little moth, go first. Adieu.


~St. Theophane Venard