High and holy ambition--to be a saint--is not opposed to holy humility--total reliance on Gods grace. Exactly the opposite. Ambition without humility is ambition that fails. It is pride which goes before a fall Prov 1618. Humility without ambition is false humility.

Give me the grace to believe that you really do know what is best for me and that I do not. May I cling to Your character and rejoice in Your pursuit of me.

My intellect is so limited Lord that I can only trust in You to preserve me as I should be.

Lord please restore to us the comfort of merit and demerit. Show us that there is at least something we can do. Tell us that at the end of the day there will at least be one redeeming card of our very own. Lord if it is not too much to ask send us to bed with a few shreds of self-respect upon which we can congratulate ourselves. But whatever you do do not preach grace. Give us something to do anything but spare us the indignity of this indiscriminate acceptance.

We do not build the kingdom of God on earth by our own efforts however assisted by grace the most we can do through genuine prayer is to make as much room as possible in ourselves and in the world for the kingdom of God so that its energies can go to work. All that we can show our contemporaries of the reality of God springs from contemplation Jesus Christ the Church our own selves.

It was a vision of the one thing that we both hoped someday would be...the warmth of our bodies next to each others reflected in sunset of our secret place... We longed for it to be like this each and every evening... Dancing in the night playing hide-and-seek in the day the beauty of our souls blossoms... Never before had we felt so happy never before had we felt so alive... We hear the birds sensing the cheerful breeze the rainbows end does linger here....our tenderness sighs and spirits speak and we do know clear... This place is where love and laughter meet... You take my hand kiss each finger tip with tears in your eyes you touch my cheek and whisper of how wondrous this we share our love once again. The love that gives us wings to fly anew. Our hearts in sweet pleasing pain beat as one in the rhythm of long forgotten yet melody... Together again at this wondrous place where just our presence adds more grace and makes it what was meant to be - a place for you a place for me...

When she remembers to look at herself in a spiritual light she sees the deep capacity for love this pain has brought her. The realization fills her with wonder. Now she can rise in the morning and greet the new day with eagerness and grace.

Another name for destiny is opportunity once you miss it your destiny is gone.

Success is likened to a deep pit you have to jump in to get it then youll need a ladder of grace to climb out to enjoy it.

All of my secrets and scars and wishes and dreams can live together in this one body without shame without blame and without fear. I am all loved all accepted and all in service to God. In his eyes regardless of what I did or didnt do today I am loved. I am His so I am enough.