I reciprocate your friendship, madam, with all my heart. Our divine
Master knows how happy I am to serve you in any possible way. Oh!
madam, it is better to be feeble, when God leaves us in our weakness,
than to have a strength which is our own. I once thought, that the
pure soul was free from all faults, but I now see otherwise. God
clothes his children with frailties, that they may be humble in their
own eyes, and be concealed from the eyes of the world. The Tabernacle
was covered with the skins of the beasts, while the Temple of Herod was
ornamented with gold. Let us not afflict ourselves on account of our
littleness and infirmities, since God so orders it, but become as
little children. When a little child falls, it cannot raise itself,
but lets another do for it all that it needs.
It does not depend on ourselves to make the presence of God more or
less sensible. Let the desire for a lively sense of this presence, be
crucified to the will of God. Take what is given you. Be as the
little child, who eats and sleeps and grows. God gives you the best
nourishment, although not always the sweetest to the taste. Adieu! my
heart sympathises with you.