Oh . . . what happiness to know Jesus Christ! This knowledge is acquired not by the elevation of our thoughts; some souls use these as wings to fly aloft to God, thinking that by doing this they will lay hold of Him.
No, no! We must, if we would grow strong, remain like little birds, tender and weak, in the nest of our nothingness. Believe in the the gift of divine love that will warm up the heart and make our wings robust to take our flight towards God. One must do like the phoenix, who finds life in his death.
Mother Mectilde de Bar
We ascend to God not by dint of ascetical exploits or abstruse theological meditations, but by the humility that attracts the condescending and merciful love of God.