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

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 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

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!

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.

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.

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.

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

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