The tiny seed was humbly sown

We make sure that, like a seed, it germinates and bears fruit in us and, thanks to its profound unity with the Eucharist, transforms us into Christ, Bread for the life of all.

When the missionary has completed his missionary rounds and retires to the capital of his district, how much peace, how much silence and tranquillity he enjoys! How long he then lingers with the Lord who is there in the Tabernacle of his little church, who is there primarily for him!

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.

Let us not let the opportunity pass to perform acts of humility, simplicity, gentleness and sisterly charity

Missionary! A mysterious word which had the magical power of dispelling every uncertainty, of awakening better hopes.

Father, it is better to suffer like this; it is better to be consumed slowly, insensibly by this great missionary longing rather than enjoy a relative tranquillity, without this fire which never ceases to burn.

God is everything and everything is in His hands. If He wants, He will open the way, He will remove all difficulties, or better, He will give us the strength to face them without retreating.

Let us make use of all possible means of prayer and sacrifices to win the divine Mercy and so see our great hopes realised. M. Igilda