Watch over me, Father, so that everything I do may be with the intention of pleasing Jesus.

I shall spend every moment loving. One who loves does not notice her trials or perhaps more accurately, she is able to love them. I shall do everything for Heaven, my true home. There I shall find my Mother in all the splendor of her glory. I shall delight with her in the joy of Jesus himself in perfect safety.

The Eucharist bathes the tormented soul in light and love. Then the soul appreciates these words, 'Come all you who are sick, I will restore your health.'

Love overcomes, love delights, those who love the Sacred Heart rejoice.

The Blessed Virgin used me like a broom, and then put me back in my place.