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great distinctness; and it is not necessary for it to go forth to
hunt with the understanding, because what it has to eat and
ruminate upon, it sees now ready prepared. It sees, so far as
itself is concerned, that it has deserved hell, and that its
punishment is bliss. It undoes itself in the praises of God, and
I would gladly undo myself now.
3. Blessed be Thou, O my Lord, who, out of a pool so filthy as I
am, bringest forth water so clean as to be meet for Thy table!
Praised be Thou, O Joy of the Angels, who hast been thus pleased
to exalt so vile a worm!
4. The good effects of this prayer abide in the soul for some
time. Now that it clearly apprehends that the fruit is not its
own, the soul can begin to share it with others, and that without
any loss to itself. It begins to show signs of its being a soul
that is guarding the treasures of heaven, and to be desirous of
communicating them to others, [2] and to pray to God that itself
may not be the only soul that is rich in them. It begins to
benefit its neighbours, as it were, without being aware of it, or
doing anything consciously: its neighbours understand the matter,
because the odour of the flowers has grown so strong as to make
them eager to approach them. They understand that this soul is
full of virtue: they see the fruit, how delicious it is, and they
wish to help that soul to eat it.
5. If this ground be well dug by troubles, by persecutions,
detractions, and infirmities,โthey are few who ascend so high
without this,โif it be well broken up by great detachment from
all self-interest, it will drink in so much water that it can
hardly ever be parched again. But if it be ground which is mere
waste, and covered with thorns (as I was when I began); if the
occasions of sin be not avoided; if it be an ungrateful soil,
unfitted for so great a grace,โit will be parched up again.
If the gardener become careless,โand if our Lord, out of His
mere goodness, will not send down rain upon it,โthe garden is
ruined. Thus has it been with me more than once, so that I am
amazed at it; and if I had not found it so by experience, I could
not have believed it.
6. I write this for the comfort of souls which are weak, as I am,
that they may never despair, nor cease to trust in the power of
God; even if they should fall after our Lord has raised them to
so high a degree of prayer as this is, they must not be
discouraged, unless they would lose themselves utterly.
Tears gain everything, and one drop of water attracts another.
7. One of the reasons that move me, who am what I am, under
obedience to write this, and give an account of my wretched life,
and of the graces our Lord has wrought in me,โthough I never
served Him, but offended Him rather,โis what I have just given:
and, certainly, I wish I was a person of great authority, that
people might believe what I say. I pray to our Lord that His
Majesty would be pleased to grant me this grace. I repeat it,
let no one who has begun to give himself to prayer be
discouraged, and say: If I fall into sin, it will be worse for me
if I go on now with the practice of prayer. I think so too, if
he gives up prayer, and does not correct his evil ways; but if he
does not give up prayer, let him be assured of thisโprayer will
bring him to the haven of light.
8. In this the devil turned his batteries against me, and I
suffered so much because I thought it showed but little humility
if I persevered in prayer when I was so wicked, thatโas I have
already said [3]โI gave it up for a year and a halfโat least,
for a year, but I do not remember distinctly the other six
months. This could not have been, neither was it, anything else
but to throw myself down into hell; there was no need of any
devils to drag me thither. O my God, was there ever blindness so
great as this? How well Satan prepares his measures for his
purpose, when he pursues us in this way! The traitor knows that
he has already lost that soul which perseveres in prayer, and
that every fall which he can bring about helps it, by the
goodness of God, to make greater progress in His service.
Satan has some interest in this.
9. O my Jesus, what a sight that must beโa soul so highly
exalted falling into sin, and raised up again by Thee; who, in
Thy mercy, stretchest forth Thine hand to save! How such a soul
confesses Thy greatness and compassion and its own wretchedness!
It really looks on itself as nothingness, and confesses Thy
power. It dares not lift up its eyes; it raises them, indeed,
but it is to acknowledge how much it oweth unto Thee. It becomes
devout to the Queen of Heaven, that she may propitiate Thee; it
invokes the Saints, who fell after Thou hadst called them, for
succour. Thou seemest now to be too bountiful in Thy gifts,
because it feels itself to be unworthy of the earth it treads on.
It has recourse to the Sacraments, to a quickened faith, which
abides in it at the contemplation of the power which Thou hast
lodged in them. It praises Thee because Thou hast left us such
medicines and ointment for our wounds, which not only heal them
on the surface, but remove all traces whatever of them.
10. The soul is amazed at it. Who is there, O Lord of my soul,
that is not amazed at compassion so great and mercy so
surpassing, after treason so foul and so hateful? I know not how
it is that my heart does not break when I write this, for I am
wicked. With these scanty tears which I am now weeping, but yet
Thy gift,โwater out of a well, so far as it is mine, so
impure,โI seem to make Thee some recompense for treachery so
great as mine, in that I was always doing evil, labouring to make
void the graces Thou hast given me. Do Thou, O Lord, make my
tears available; purify the water which is so muddy; at least,
let me not be to others a temptation to rash judgments, as I have
been to myself, when I used to think such thoughts as these.
Why, O Lord, dost Thou pass by most holy persons, who have always
served Thee, and who have been tried; who have been brought up in
religion, and are really religiousโnot such as I am, having only
the nameโso as to make it plain that they are not recipients of
those graces which Thou hast bestowed upon me?
11. I see clearly now, O Thou my Good, Thou hast kept the reward
to give it them all at once: my weakness has need of these
succours. They, being strong, serve Thee without them, and Thou
dealest with them as with a strong race, free from all
self-interest. But yet Thou knowest, O my Lord, that I have
often cried unto Thee, making excuses for those who murmured
against me; for I thought they had reason on their side. This I
did then when Thou of Thy goodness hadst kept me back from
offending Thee so much, and when I was departing from everything
which I thought displeasing unto Thee. It was when I did this
that Thou, O Lord, didst begin to lay open Thy treasures for Thy
servant. It seemed as if Thou wert looking for nothing else but
that I should be willing and ready to receive them; accordingly,
Thou didst begin at once, not only to give them, but also to make
others know that Thou wert giving them.
12. When this was known, there began to prevail a good opinion of
her, of whom all had not yet clearly understood how wicked she
was, though much of that wickedness was plain enough. Calumny and
persecution began at once, and, as I think, with good reason; so
I looked on none of them as an enemy, but made my supplications
to Thee, imploring Thee to consider the grounds they had.
They said that I wished to be a saint, and that I invented
novelties; but I had not then attained in many things even to the
observance of my rule; nor had I come near those excellent and
holy nuns who were in the house,โand I do not believe I ever
shall, if God of His goodness will not do that for me Himself; on
the contrary, I was there only to do away with what was good, and
introduce customs which were not good; at least, I did what I
could to bring them in, and I was very powerful for evil.
Thus it was that they were blameless, when they blamed me. I do
not mean the nuns only, but the others as well: they told me
truths; for it was Thy will.
13. I was once saying the Office,โI had had this temptation for
some time,โand when I came to these words, โJustus es, Domine,
et rectum judicium tuum,โ [4] I began to think what a deep truth
it was. Satan never was strong enough to tempt me in any way to
doubt of Thy goodness, or of any article of the faith: on the
contrary, it seems to me that the more these truths were above
nature, the more firmly I held them, and my devotion grew; when I
thought of Thy omnipotence, I accepted all Thy wonderful works,
and I say it again, I never had a doubt. Then, as I was thinking
how it could be just in Thee to allow so many, who, as I said,
are Thy most faithful servants, to remain without those
consolations and graces which Thou hast given to me, who am what
I am, Thou, O my Lord, didst answer me: Serve thou Me, and meddle
not with this.
14. This was the first word which I ever heard Thee speak to me,
and it made me greatly afraid. But as I shall speak
hereafter [5] of this way of hearing, and of other matters, I say
nothing here; for to do so would be to digress from my subject,
and I have already made digressions enough. I scarcely know what
I have said, nor can it be otherwise; but you, my father, must
bear with these interruptions; for when I consider what God must
have borne with from me, and when I see the state I am in, it is
not strange that I should wander in what I am saying, and what I
have still to say.
15. May it please our Lord that my wanderings may be of this
kind, and may His Majesty never suffer me to have strength to
resist Him even in the least; yea, rather than that, may He
destroy me this moment. It is evidence enough of His great
compassions, that He has forgiven so much ingratitude, not once,
but often. He forgave St. Peter once; but I have been forgiven
many times. Satan had good reasons for tempting me: I ought
never to have pretended to a strict friendship with One,
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