What is it thou sayest, my son? Cease to complain, considering My Passion, and the suffering of the saints. Thou hast not yet resisted unto blood. What thou suffers is but little, in comparison to them who have suffered so much, who have been so strongly tempted, so grievously afflicted, so many ways tried and exercised.
Thou must then call to mind the heavy sufferings of others, that thou mayest the easier bear the little things thou suffers. And if to thee they seem not little, take heed lest this also proceed from thine impatience.
-Bk. III, ch. xix.
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One day I complained of being more tired than the other Sisters, because in addition to a Community duty I had done some work of which no one knew. The Servant of God replied: "I would like to see you a brave soldier who never speaks of his own troubles, who considers the wounds of his comrades serious, but his own mere scratches. Why are you feeling your fatigue so much? It is because no one knows of it."
-Conseils et Souvenirs.
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Adapted from Just For Today(©1943 Burns & Oates)
Nihil Obstat: Reginaldus Phillips, S.T.L.,Censor deputatus
Imprimatur: Edwardus Myers, Vic. Cap.
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