May Not Be Your Peace

Let All Your Thoughts Be With The Most High, And Direct Your Humble Prayers Unceasingly To Christ. If You Cannot Contemplate High And Heavenly Things, Take Refuge In The Passion Of Christ, And Love To Dwell Within His Sacred Wounds. For If You Devoutly Seek The Wounds Of Jesus And The Precious Marks Of His Passion, You Will Find Great Strength In All Troubles.

Our Own Opinion Of Ourselves Should Be Lower Than That Formed By Others, For We Have A Better Chance At Our Imperfections.

Love Flies, Runs, Leaps For Joy; It Is Free And Unrestrained. Love Gives All For All, Resting In One Who Is Highest Above All Things, From Whom Every Good Flows And Proceeds. Love Does Not Regard The Gifts, But Turns To The Giver Of All Good Gifts. Love Knows No Limits, But Ardently Transcends All Bounds. Love Feels No Burden, Takes No Account Of Toil, Attempts Things Beyond Its Strength; Love Sees Nothing As Impossible, For It Feels Able To Achieve All Things. Love Therefore Does Great Things; It Is Strange And Effective; While He Who Lacks Love Faints And Fails.

In The Morning Fix Thy Good Purpose; And At Night Examine Thyself What Thou Hast Done, How Thou Hast Behaved Thyself In Word, Deed, And Thought.

We Feel And Weigh Soon Enough What We Suffer From Others: But How Much Others Suffer From Us, Of This We Take No Heed.