May Baby Jesus bring to your heart the true light

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

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

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.

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

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.

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

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.

Let us keep always in our mind the vision of this great Opera that we, so small and unworthy, are waiting for and let us work in such a way that the waiting may help us to become more and more holy.