Missionary! A mysterious word

I trust in you, my God, make my life a small instrument in your hands for the salvation of souls.

I have repeatedly offered myself to Jesus for all that he wants of me. I feel a great desire for holiness, and I have a clear un-derstanding of my own nothingness

Jesus is everything to us, and Jesus is in the Holy Eucharist. So what can we lack? If we lack anything, is it not because we keep ourselves far from Him, who is the source of all graces? From these simple words you draw the consequences.

We are missionaries and as such must be ready for anything to contribute to the salvation of souls and the coming of the Kingdom of God on earth.

The fervour of a missionary's life, his regular, knowledgeable, industrious, untiring activity, the unalterable joy of his life and his perseverance in his work, even in the midst of hardships, travails and difficulties, are always the result of a life of faith

I have found near the Tabernacle the strength I needed. I felt in prayer and surrender to God a new impulse, a deep desire for not leaving a stone unturned.

Now we are twelve; this number reminds us of the twelve apostles and this must please Jesus. Didn’t he start with twelve fishermen? Well, we shall be the poor fisher women. M. Igilda

The excavations for the foundations of buildings are filled up with building materials; those of the Works of God must be filled with daily sacrifices accepted and accomplished with love.