God is everything and everything is in His hands

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

Leave with courage, not only with courage, but with intimate joy, joy that must come to you from the consciousness of having chosen the best part, of going in God's name, by God's will, with the authority that comes from God to continue the most divine work among the divine of the salvation of souls.

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.

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.

If the missionary is a man of faith, how many graces can he then obtain for himself and for the souls entrusted to him, how many graces can he store up to bring his projects to a successful conclusion, to make his apostolic endeavours prosper!

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.

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.

The ardent desire for missionary life was nevertheless fixed in my mind and was tormenting me day and night. M. Igilda