it is in God’s plan

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

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 tiny seed was humbly sown and the grace of God made it fruitful.

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

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

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.

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.

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!