LV. _To Sister Françoise Gasparde de la Grave,[A] Assistant to the

Superior at Belley._

Vive [+] Jésus!

ANNECY, 1623.

MY DEAREST DAUGHTER,

Do you know that these fears and self-torturings about your past

confessions are pure temptations of the devil? Make a firm stand and

take no heed of them, dear daughter, for the devil is only trying in his

malice to deceive you. Bear with his attacks and the suffering that

comes of them gently and humbly, submitting to the good pleasure of God,

who permits them to test your fidelity and confidence. Pay no regard to

anything the tempter suggests. Never let your mind argue about it; but

suffer it without yielding consent. Throw yourself upon the mercy of the

divine Mercy. Leave to it the care of your salvation and of everything

regarding you. Tell God that you have entire trust in His goodness, and

although it may seem to you that you have not any, never cease to assure

Him that you have, and always will have with the assistance of His

grace. This I command you to do. And bear patiently the burden without

desiring to be delivered from it; for that would be a brave sort of

virtue which never wished to be attacked, and a grand fidelity that

which would surrender at the first approach of the enemy! Remain firm

without wishing ever to confess past sins a second time, or ever

swerving from your duty of patience and confidence in God: and you will

see how God draws His glory and your good out of this temptation, for

which may He in His infinite goodness be blessed.

FOOTNOTE:

[A] Sister Françoise-Gasparde de la Grave, professed of the first

Monastery of Annecy in 1617, was specially loved and trained by St.

Francis de Sales, and always showed herself worthy of her great master.

She was chiefly remarkable for her calm and unalterable sweetness in the

midst of the contradictions of all kinds with which she was surrounded.

"My Blessed Father has taught me," she would say on such occasions,

"that the love of one's own abjection ought never to be one step distant

from our hearts." She was successively Superior at Belley, Bourges, and

Perigueux, from which last house she contributed to the foundation at

Tulle. Having governed the Monastery of Seyssel for three years, she

returned to the house of her profession, where she died in 1638. After

her decease they found she had carefully written down all the

humiliating things that had ever been said to her. On the corner of this

packet was written: "The enclosed are to perfume my heart with the

precious odour of humiliation."

LVI. _To Mgr. the Bishop of Autun._

Vive [+] Jésus!

ANNECY, 1623.

MY LORD,

I have heard of your kindness to our poor Sisters of Moulins in regard

to the difficulties they have had with their Foundress, and that by the

grace of God you and your Council, recognizing the true virtue and

uprightness of the Superior and of her Religious, gave them protection

and comfort in their extreme affliction. But, my Lord, from what I

learn, they at the present moment need more than ever your paternal

assistance, and I humbly beg your Lordship in the name of our good God

to help them. If, in order to restore tranquility in their monastery, it

is only necessary to return the money to our good Sister Foundress, so

that she may live elsewhere, certainly we shall be content to do so, for

we love better to live poorly and keep our observance than to abound in

riches and be thwarted in it. The Providence of God will never fail us

as long as we persevere in fidelity to His holy service; and our delight

is, under its protection, to live in poverty. See, my Lord, how I lay my

sentiments before you in all simplicity. If, however, our Sister the

Foundress continues to enjoy the happiness she possesses I shall rejoice

provided she content herself with the privileges which you, my Lord,

have either confirmed or granted her, and for the rest that she live as

is fitting to her condition.

Beseeching you my Lord, very humbly and with all earnestness to provide

help for these good servants of God, and trusting that through your

kindness and piety the divine mercy may come to their aid, I pray God to

spread in abundance His holy benedictions upon you and your Church.

I remain, with humble reverence, etc.

LVII. _To Sister Anne Marie Rosset, Assistant and Mistress of Novices at

Dijon._

Vive [+] Jésus!

ANNECY, 1623.

You know and you can never doubt how truly you are my dearest daughter.

Lay claim to this title more and more by your charity in praying for me.

Indeed, my daughter, this dear Mother (Favre) is a soul of true virtue.

She is all for God, for the Rule, and for me. I hope you will always

continue to feel that you have a faithful friend in her. The spirit of

religion and even religion itself is destroyed by preoccupation about

miserable human affections. If the intelligence of the Sisters be not

clouded by them nor by self-love they will see the guidance of God over

this soul, and through her over other souls, and will themselves be

established in solid virtue. Keep the spirit of your novices at a high

level and do it with vigour. Engrave in their hearts this maxim, that

the love of their divine Saviour is the only love for them, and that in

Him they must love their neighbour according to the order of duty and

true charity. Oh God! what should we seek on earth or aspire to in

heaven save Thee who art our portion and our eternal inheritance? My

daughter, a Religious of the Visitation who should attach herself to

anything whatsoever but God is not worthy of her vocation. Make this

very clear to our Sisters. Each one must have a holy zeal to attain

eternal life by the path which God has marked out for her. If our

Sisters really love their holy Founder they will prove it not only by

the attention and pleasure with which they read his writings, for all

the world delights in them, but also by faithfully carrying out his

teachings. That incomparable love and sweetness towards their neighbour,

that profound humility and lowliness of which he was so great a lover,

and which put him at enmity with all ostentation, should above all be

practised by them. Finally, let them make theirs the glorious gift he

enjoyed of devout attention to the presence of God.

My daughter, see that the spiritual exercises are held in great esteem

by the novices. Bring this about: for prayer, recollection, and frequent

ejaculatory prayer are the oil of benediction in monasteries. Give good

books to those dear novices to read, so that their minds may be filled

with profitable food wherewith to make useful reflection, and to

undeceive themselves as to the value of the false maxims of the world.

Make them value thoroughly the acts and exercises of their Directory, so

that their memory being well stored with spiritual things, and their

understanding well enlightened, our divine Master will (as I hope) soon

warm their wills with His holy love.

Your devoted.

LVIII. _To the Rev. Father Dom John de Saint François, General of the

Order of Feuillants._

ON ST. FRANCIS DE SALES.[A]

Vive [+] Jésus!

1624.

Alas! my Rev. Father, you command me to do what is beyond my capacity.

The intimate knowledge that God has permitted me to acquire of the

interior life of my blessed Father and Lord, and especially that with

which He has favoured me since this holy man's decease (for the object

being present somewhat, it seems to me, obscured the light), is, I feel,

altogether beyond my deserts: and I confess to you quite frankly that I

have no facility whatever in expressing myself. Yet to obey your

Reverence and for the love and respect which I owe to the authority by

which you command, I will write what comes to my mind in all simplicity,

in the presence of God.

First, then, I have always observed in him the perfect gift of faith

accompanied with great clearness, certitude, perception, and extreme

suavity. It was a subject upon which he spoke admirably, and he once

told me that God had bestowed upon him much light and knowledge of the

mysteries of our holy faith, and he thought that he had a good grasp of

the correct interpretation of the Church's teachings to her children. To

this his life and writings bear witness.

God had so fully illuminated this holy soul, or, as he put it, shed so

clear a light in the highest point of his soul, that he had, so to say,

but to open the eyes of his spirit and the excellencies of the truths of

faith lay before him, and from this proceeded raptures, ecstacies, and

celestial ardours. He submitted himself to the truths thus unveiled to

him by a simple yielding up of his will, and the place wherein these

illuminations were centred he called "The Sanctuary of God." It was his

place of retreat, his every day abode, for notwithstanding continual

exterior occupation he held his spirit in this interior solitude as much

as was possible. The one longing, the sole aspiration and desire of this

holy man, it always seemed to me, was to live by faith and according to

the maxims of the Gospel. He used to say that the true way to serve God

was to follow Him and walk in His footsteps by the pure light of grace,

without the support of consolations, of feeling, of light, other than

that of bare faith, and for this reason he valued derelictions,

desolation, and dryness of spirit. He never stopped, he said, to think

whether or no he had consolations, and that if Our Lord sent them he

received them in simplicity; if they were not given him he made no

reflections about their loss. But as a matter of fact he usually had

great sensible sweetness, as was betrayed by his countenance, however

slightly he withdrew into himself, which he was in the habit of doing.

Thus did he draw good out of all things, turning all to the profit of

his soul. The time of preparation for his sermons, which he usually

spent walking about, was one of special illumination for him. Study, he

said, provided him with prayer, and he came from it enlightened and full

of holy affections.

Several years ago he told me that he had no sensible devotion in prayer,

and that God operated in him without feeling, but by sentiments and

illuminations, which were diffused in the intellectual part of his soul,

the inferior part having no share therein. These were for the most part

perceptions and sensibilities of simple unity and heavenly emotions

which he did not try to fathom: for his practice was to hold himself in

humility and lowliness before God with the trustful reverence of a

loving child.

When writing to me he has often asked me to remind him when we met to

tell me what God had given him in prayer. When I did so he would say,

"These things are so impalpable, so pure, so intangible, that one cannot

explain them when they have passed, only their effects remain in the

soul."

For several years before his decease there was left him little leisure

for prayer, as business overwhelmed him, and one day when I asked him

if he had any time for prayer, he said: "No, but I do what is the same."

In such wise he held himself always united to God, saying that in this

life work and labour are prayer. And most certainly his life was a

continual prayer. Though, from what has been said, it is easy to believe

that the delightful union of his soul with God in prayer was not his

only enjoyment. Oh! indeed it was not, for however the will of God was

presented to him he equally loved it. And in his last years he had, I

believe, attained such purity in his love that all things were the same

to him so long as he saw God's will in them. There was nothing in the

world, as he used to say, that could give him any satisfaction out of

God. Thus he lived, as was manifest to those who knew him, no more in

himself but truly Jesus Christ lived in him. This universality in his

love of the will of God was the more excellent and the purer by reason

of the clear light which God diffused in his soul, and because of it his

soul was neither subject to change nor to deception, and by it he

perceived in himself the first movements of self-love which he

faithfully suppressed the more perfectly to be united to God. He told

me, that, sometimes in the depth of his greatest afflictions, he felt

consolations beyond comparison more sweet than at ordinary times, for by

means of this intimate union with God things most bitter became to him

most sweet.

But, if your Reverence wishes to see clearly the state of this holy

soul on these points, read, if you please, the three or four last

chapters in the "Divine Love."[B] All his actions were animated with the

sole motive of pleasing God, and truly (as he says in this sacred book)

he asked nought of heaven nor of earth but to see the will of God

accomplished. How many times has he not repeated over to me those words

of David: "O! Lord, what have I in heaven, and besides Thee what do I

desire on earth? Thou art my portion and my eternal inheritance." He

lived on the principle that what was not God was nothing to him. His

eminent virtue and that universal indifference which was remarked in him

by all were the product of this perfect union. I never read those

chapters which treat of it in the ninth book of "Divine Love" without

seeing clearly that as occasions arose he practised what he taught.

That admirable but little known maxim, _Ask for nothing, desire nothing,

refuse nothing_, which he faithfully carried out to the very end of his

life, could not originate with one who was not entirely indifferent and

dead to self. In regard to his actions such incomparable equality of

mind did he possess that there was no changeableness in his attitude. He

unquestionably felt keen resentment when subjected to rudeness or

insult, above all when God was offended, or his neighbour oppressed; but

on such occasions, as is mentioned in his memoirs, he exercised complete

self-control and would retire into himself with God and remain silent.

Yet he none the less set to work, and that promptly, to remedy the evil,

for he was the refuge, the succour, the support of all.

Because he had acquired a perfect mastery of his passions, there reigned

in his soul complete submission to God, and in his heart an

imperturbable peace. "What is there that could disturb our peace?" he

said to me at Lyons. "When all is in confusion around me it does not

trouble me, for what is all the world besides in comparison with peace

of heart?" This power was the outcome of his intense and virile faith,

for he regarded all things, the least and the greatest, as ordained by

that divine Providence in which he reposed with more tranquility than a

child on its mother's bosom. He used to say that Our Lord taught him

this lesson from his youth, and that if he could be born again he would

despise human prudence more than ever, and would let himself be still

more entirely governed by divine Providence. He had very great

illumination on this subject, and conveyed it forcibly to the souls he

counselled and governed. All the undertakings God committed to him he

placed under the protection of this supreme government, and never was he

more certain of an affair or more content amidst vicissitudes than when

he had no other support than God. On the contrary, when human prudence

foresaw the impossibility of the execution of a design his firm

confidence in God alone remained unshaken. Therefore did he live without

solicitude. I remarked this to him when he had made up his mind to

establish our Congregation, and he replied: "I have no light as to how

to do it, but I am sure that God will do it"; and so it came about, and

that far more quickly than he anticipated. Speaking of this confidence

in God, I remember once many years ago, when attacked with a violent

temptation, which he bravely resisted, he wrote to me: "I feel very much

under its pressure. It seems to me that I have no strength to resist and

that I should succumb if the occasion were presented to me, but the

weaker I feel the more do I trust in God, and I assure myself that were

the object to present itself, I should be invested with the power of

God, and that my enemies would be as lambkins before me."

Our Saint was not exempt from the stirrings of passions nor did he wish

nor think it desirable to be so. Except for the purpose of governing and

checking them, which he said gave him pleasure, they were disregarded by

him; and he looked upon them as excellent opportunities for practising

virtue and establishing it more solidly in the soul. His own were so

absolutely under his control that they obeyed him as slaves, and in the

end hardly showed themselves at all. His was a manifestly bold and

generous soul, very dear Father, strong to bear burdens and

responsibilities and to carry out the undertakings with which God

inspired him. Nothing, as he said, could induce him to abandon these;

not an inch would he abate, and he had a courage that conquered all

difficulties.

Certainly such perseverance as his, required wonderful strength of mind,

for who has ever seen him out of humour, or losing one iota of

self-control? Who has ever seen his patience ruffled or his soul

embittered against any one whomsoever? and all because he had a

guileless heart.

That he was gentle, humble, and gracious none could fail to remark. His

mind was clearer, freer, and broader than any other I have come in

contact with; the prudence and the wisdom natural and supernatural with

which God had endowed him were excellent and solid.

Our Lord indeed forgot nothing in perfecting His work. "Charity," as he

says, "entering into a soul brings with it every other virtue sweetly

and unostentatiously in the degree and measure by which charity animated

it." He made no mysteries, and did nothing that might excite admiration;

there was no singularity about him, no display of great virtue to exalt

him in the eyes of the vulgar. He walked the common way, but in so

supernatural a manner that it seemed to me that of all to be admired in

his life this was the most admirable trait. He had no affected ways,

neither casting up his eyes nor closing them, but he kept them modestly

lowered and made no unnecessary gestures. His face, passive, sweet, and

grave, portrayed the profound tranquility within.

Whoever observed his outward bearing was unfailingly impressed. Whether

at prayer, reciting the office, or saying Mass, his countenance shone

with angelic splendour, but it was above all at the consecration of the

Mass that it seemed to radiate. This has been remarked to me a thousand

times. He had a special devotion to this adorable Sacrament. It was his

true life, his sole strength, and when carrying it in Procession he

looked like one on fire with love. As his outpourings of love when

before the Divine Sacrament, and his wonderful devotion to our Lady are

treated of elsewhere I will not speak of them here.

Oh, how worthy of admiration was the order with which God had endowed

this blessed soul! so much was it under the control of reason, so calm,

and so lucid the light shed by God within it that absolutely nothing

passed therein that was hidden from him.

So clear was his view in regard to perfection of spirit that he could

distinguish between the most subtle and intangible sensibilities, and

never willingly would he tolerate the less perfect in his soul; his

burning love could not suffer it. It was not that he did not commit some

imperfections, but they were always from frailty or pure surprise, and I

never knew him to leave in his heart one single attachment, however

small, that was contrary to perfection. Purer than the sun, whiter than

the snow in every act, resolve, and desire, he was united to God not

only by his purity, but in humility and simplicity.

To hear him speak of God and of perfection was a delight, for his terms

were precise and intelligible, so that they easily brought home to the

understanding the high and subtle points of the spiritual life and this

great gift he used for the guidance of souls. Reading the depths of

their hearts and clearly seeing the motives from which they acted, he

guided and governed them with a skill other than that of this world. His

indefatigable charity for souls is well known, and the incomparable

delight with which he laboured amongst sinners, never resting till he

had put the conscience in peace and set the soul on its way to heaven.

What care did he not bestow upon the weak and repentant sinner, making

himself one with him, weeping together with him over his sins, and

becoming so one in heart with his penitent that none could conceal

anything from him.

Zeal for the salvation of souls was, I consider, his dominant virtue,

and in a sense it may be said that he preferred the service of his

neighbour, for whom he wore himself out, to the immediate service of

God. His charity was regulated in a remarkable manner, for he loved the

many souls for whom he had a special regard, and they were great in

number, not equally yet perfectly, and purely, recognizing the most

estimable virtue and the measure of grace in each and giving it place

accordingly in his regard. While to all he bore the utmost respect

because he saw God in his neighbour and him in God, yet his humility

never prevented him from reverencing the dignity of his position as

Bishop, and with what gravity and majesty he bore himself in it.

I now venture to repeat what so many persons have said to me--that when

they saw this man it seemed to them that they looked upon Our Lord on

earth. And to me he always appeared the living picture in which the Son

of God, Our Lord, was portrayed, for most truly the order and economy of

his soul was divine.

I remain, my Reverend Father,

Your very humble, obedient, and unworthy

daughter and servant in Our Lord,

SISTER JANE FRANCES FRÉMYOT

(_Of the Visitation of Holy Mary_).

FOOTNOTES:

[A] This letter is taken from "Sainte Jeanne-Françoise Frémyot de

Chantal: Sa Vie et ses Oeuvres," Vol. II.

[B] The treatise on the Love of God.

LIX. _To a Religious of the First Monastery of the Visitation at Paris._

Vive [+] Jésus!

ANNECY, 1625.

MY DEAREST DAUGHTER,

The wings of this little butterfly that thrusts itself out into the

light before its time need to be clipped; otherwise it will come to

destruction. And in like manner, my daughter, as soon as you perceive

your mind taking these high flights you must bring it down to the foot

of the crucifix by a profound but gentle act of humility, holding

yourself there all confused and abashed. Your doing this will put an end

to the trouble. Walk simply, my daughter, and you will walk happily.

Crush self-love, stamp it out; and with it self-esteem. Let true

humility take its place, that humility which always and in all

circumstances aims at oblivion and at being under the feet of all. This

lesson is a difficult one, but God invites you to the practice of it.

Follow His will and His example and He will lead you on until you attain

that perfection to which His Providence has called you. Strive to keep

your thoughts off yourself, and never scrutinize what is passing within

you. Let this truth dwell in your heart and have it always before your

mind that whatever little good there may be in you is from God, and that

therefore you have no right to take pride in it, nor to think any the

better of yourself because of it. Remember that of yourself you are mere

nothingness, possessing only the abjection of your sins and of your

countless imperfections. And bearing this in mind, welcome contempt and

all that kills pride. Make use for this end of that thought of yours

that the Sisters may very justly think you to be full of self-love and

self-esteem, or of any other such humiliating reflection. Desire to be

employed in low and abject things. Not that you should seek them, but

that you be always disposed willingly to accept them. Beg your good

Mother to help you to acquire this dear virtue of humility, without,

however, asking for anything in particular; for to choose would spoil

everything. If you do all this you will find the source of true life,

and if you do it not, you will never have any peace nor be able to

correspond to your vocation and to the designs of God over you. I

beseech His Goodness to grant you this precious grace.

Yours, etc.

LX. _To the Countess de Toulonjon._

Vive [+] Jésus!

CHAMBÉRY, 1625.

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