My Beloved Guide And Master
“Come and rest awhile, my child, away from
the noise and tumult of the world. Come and
rest with Me. Alone together let us talk
over the needs of your dear soul, the aspirations
of your heart.”
I hear You speak to me, my dearest
and Master, from out of the depths
Prostrate before You, my cherished
I humbly beg the grace to pass these
days of prayer in all reverence, recollection
Divine Master, throw upon my heart the search-light
of Your all-seeing eye that I many know the
weaknesses that have made my life imperfect
in Your sight, that I may see the spots of
leprosy that so disfigure me and the ravages
of the worm of pride that have gnawed into
the fabric of my soul.
What has been the influence of others
me? What has been my influence upon
As I look back over my life, I see it full
of pleasures, or perhaps laden with disappointments,
worries, sorrows and annoyances. A full life
In Your eyes, has it been full, beloved Master?
This is the point, this is the only point
worthy of consideration.
Have these pleasures so weighed down my heart
as to make it difficult for me to lift it
to higher things? Have they so dulled my
mind as to make me blind to my greater duties?
Have they so vitiated my taste as to leave
me no relish for Holy Communion?
Or if my life has felt the pressure
Cross, if trials have beset my path,
these burdens embittered me? Have they
me? Have they led me to seek comfort
distraction, in the pleasures of the
The world can never sweeten the bitterness
of the Cross. The world can never smooth
the edge of trial. I know all this,
Master, yet with the sorrow weighs
I turn for help to the paltry things
What will it matter, a few years from now,
whether or not I have been popular, whether
or not I have eked out of life all the pleasure
it can give? But it will matter if through
the pleasure and through the pain, I have
kept my soul untouched by sin and pleasing
in Your sight, my cherished Lord.
Lay Your hand upon my head, dearest Master,
and bless my retreat. Give me the grace to
drive from my mind all thought of the world.
Let me spend these days retired, alone with
You. Silent, too, that I may hear Your voice
and listen to Your dear Will in my regard.
Beloved Guide and cherished Master,
me to realize the responsibilities
my responsibilities. Make me understand
I have a great work to do and that
not by chance that I am here in this
I am here for the sole purpose of becoming
good, good as You understand goodness,
as the world would have it.
It is not by chance that I am here for this
retreat. It is a time of tremendous obligation
as well as of tremendous grace, of deep-searching
light, and of strength to do the right, no
matter what the cost.
Let it then be to me, most divine Guide,
a lifelong good, the opening to a life
holiness and of familiar knowledge
Master of light and love and unending
J. S. E., RABBONI: Heart to Heart Before
Cincinnati, Ohio: Ursuline Nuns, 1920.
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