What a terrible sickness this is Father! I ought not to think any more of the missions, of the missionaries. But then I would be really unhappy because I would have destroyed that which is greatest in me, most beautiful in the world; because I would have put off the very scope of my life.

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!

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.

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.

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

The Lord chooses whom He wants for His Works. He does not need either our talents or our external gifts. Rather, He chooses most unsuitable persons to show that it is He who works, and makes those very works flourish. M. G. Dones

Mary will be our sure guide to God, to be able to live our consecration always better for the mission.

Thought of M. Igilda