The ardent desire for missionary life was nevertheless fixed in my mind

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.

Jesus in the Holy Eucharist, that is the secret of our perseverance in our vocation. He gave Himself, He gives Himself to the missionary wherever he goes, wherever he is, so as not to leave him alone and without comfort He shares his poverty, his loneliness... He gave Himself to the Missionary without reserve, for ever and without repentance to perform sublime works of redemption and sanctificatio...

To live a simple, unpretentious life, happy to be who we are.

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

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

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

it is in God’s plan to choose the least suitable instruments to fulfill His designs, in order to make us understand that, it is He who works making use of humble and useless instruments to realize the great Work

We have truly to wait “with the lamp filled with oil and shining”, because, when we are not expecting it, our Lord will come to lead us to work in His Vineyard.