Gabrielle Bossis
HE AND I
1941
February 6 - Holy
Hour. Notre Dame. Nantes. I wasn't pleased with my day
- so little had counted for Him in it.
- so little had counted for Him in it.
"That doesn't make any
difference. I take you as you are, with your regrets; so just be sorry. Tell Me
that you will be more careful tomorrow. Don't you think that I prefer
someone who has fallen and repented to one full of pride in his good
deeds? The self - righteous lose all merit. Then always belittle, My
Gabrielle. Get a true picture of yourself in all your weakness,
without even the possibility of being good without Me. But in the distress
of your poverty, look at all My riches: they are all yours. Look at My goodness and throw yourself into My arms. Look at My
love without ever being afraid; I am your Saviour. You know when John
said, 'It's the Lord', it meant so much for him. And for you?"
"For me, too, it means
much."
"For you I
must be everything. Everything! You - understand? Your life is Mine.
(...) Move out of yourself; I'm living in you. Do you grasp what I mean? I
take up all the room."
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