Patience is an indispensable virtue... THE virtue of Patience is so great a gift of God, that we even preach the patience of Him who bestows it upon us. - Saint Augustine of Hippo ( 354 - 430 ) -
PATIENCE is the root and guardian of all the virtues. - Saint Gregory the Great (d. 604 ) -
ONLY one thing is necessary in your anguish: bear everything with resignation to the Divine Will; for this will help you to attain your eternal salvation. Hope with a lively faith and you will receive everything from Almighty God. - Saint Gerard Majella (1726 - 1755 ) -
HE / SHE who bears his/her sufferings with patience for God's sake, will soon arrive at high perfection. He/She will be master of the world, and will already have one foot in the other world. - Blessed Giles of Assisi (d. 1262 ) -
PATIENCE is a perfect sacrifice that we can offer to God, because in our trials we do nothing but accept from His hands the cross that He sends us. - Saint Alphonsus Liguori ( 1696 - 1787 ) -
IT is suffering that makes us like to Him. - Saint Therese of Lisieux ( 1873 - 1897 ) -
You will have no difficulty in loving the Cross if you think often of the words: "He loved me and delivered Himself up for me" ( Galatians 2. 20 ) - Saint Therese of Lisieux ( 1873 - 1897 ) -
CALVARY is the spot on earth which is nearest to Heaven. - Saint Madeleine Sophie Barat ( 1779 - 1865 ) -
IF GOD causes you to suffer much, it is a sign that He has great designs for you, and that He certainly intends to make you a Saint. And if you wish to become a great Saint, entreat Him yourself to give you much opportunity for suffering; for there is no wood better to kindle the fire of holy love than the wood of the cross, which Christ Jesus used for His own sacrifice of boundless charity. - Saint Ignatius Loyola - (1491 - 1556 ) -
AS in Heaven nothing will be sweeter than to resemble Him in His glory, so here on earth, nothing is more to our advantage than to be like Him in His Passion. - Saint Robert Bellarmine ( 1542 - 1621 ) -
THOSE are patient who would rather bear evils without inflicting them, than inflict them without bearing them. - Saint Augustine of Hippo ( 354 - 430 ) -
THE EXAMINED LIFE - The Confessions changes focus at this point and becomes more philosophical and theological. Here we begin to hear the self-examination of the Bishop of Hippo - Saint Augustine - and his interpretation of the nature of knowledge and of creation itself.
- Page 13 - Where I found truth, there I found my God, the Truth itself. And since I learned this I have not forgotten it. Thus, since the time I learned of you, you have resided in my memory. There I find you when I call you to remembrance, and delight in you. These are my holy delights which you have given me in your mercy, being mindful of my poverty.
But where do you abide in my memory. O Lord? Where do you abide there? What kind of dwelling place have you made for yourself there? What kind of sanctuary have you built there for yourself? You have given this honour to my memory, to abide in it; but in what of it you dwell - that I am pondering. For in thinking about you, I passed beyond such parts of it as the animals have, for I did find you there among corporeal things. And I came to those areas in which I stored the affections of my mind, and did not find you there. Then I entered into the inner-most seat of my mind - which the mind has in my memory, since the mind remembers itself - but you were not there. For as you are not a corporeal image, nor the affection of a living being (as when we rejoice, sympathize with, desire, fear, remember, forget or the like) so neither are you the mind itself. because you are the Lord God of the mind, and all these things change, but you remain unchangeable over them all - and yet you have vouchsafe to dwell in my memory ever since - ever since I learned of you. So why do I now seek to know the part of my memory in which you dwell, as if there were places in the mind? Assuredly, you dwell in it since I have remembered you since I learned of you, and since I find you there when I call you to remembrance.
Where then did I find that I might learn of you? You were not in my memory before I learned of you. Where did I find you, that I might learn of you, nut in yourself, above myself. Place there is none; we go backward and forward, and there is no 'place' [location]. Everywhere, O Truth, you hear those who ask counsel of you, and answer all of them at once, though they ask your counsel on many different things. You answer them clearly, though they do not all hear clearly. All consult you on whatever they wish, though they do not always hear back what they wish, He is your best servant who looks not so much to hear what he desires from you, as to desire that which he hears from you.
Too late have I loved you, O Beauty, ancient yet ever new. Too late have I loved you! And behold, you were within, but I was outside, searching for you there - plunging, deformed amid those fair forms which you had made. You were with me, but I was not with you. Things held me far from you, which, unless they were in you did not exist at all. You called and shouted and burst my deafness. You gleamed and shone upon me, and chased away my blindness. You breathed fragrant odours on me, and I held back my breath, but now I pant for you. I tasted, and now I hunger and thirst for you. You touched me and now I yearn for your peace.
When I come to be united with you with my whole self, I shall have no more sorrow or labour, and my life shall be wholly alive, being wholly full of you! You lift up the one you fill, but I am still a burden to myself, because I am not full of you. Lamentable joys strive with joyous sorrows: and on which side the victory will be I do not know. Woe is me! Lord, have mercy on me. My evil sorrows strive with my good joys; and I do not know on which side the victory may be. Woe to me! Lord, have mercy on me! Woe is me! See! I do not hide my wounds; you are the Physician, I the sick. You are the merciful, I the miserable one. Is not the life of man upon earth all trail? Who wishes for troubles and difficulties? You command them to be endured, not to be loved. No man loves what he endures, though he may love to endure. For though he rejoices that he endures, he would rather there were nothing for him to endure. In adversity, I long for prosperity; in prosperity I fear adversity. What middle ground is there between these two - where the life of man is not all trail? Woe to the prosperities of the world, twice woe-woe from fear of adversity and woe from corruption of joy! Woe to the adversities of this world, twice woe, and triple woe: woe from longing for prosperity, woe because adversity itself is a hard thing, and woe for fear that it may make a shipwreck of our endurance! Is not the life of man upon earth all trail without intermission?
And all my hope is only in your exceeding great mercy. Give what you command, and command what you will. You command self-restraint and "When I knew," said one, "that no man can be continent unless God gave it, that was a point of wisdom also to know whose gift it is." For self-restraint, verily, we are bound up and brought back together into wholeness, whereas we had been splintered in many ways. For he loves you too little who loves anything else with you which he does not love for you. O love, whoever burns and is never quenched! O Charity, my God! Enkindle me. You command continence; give me what you command and command what you will.
Truly you command that I should be continent from the lust of the flesh, the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life. You have commanded self-restraint from fornication and as for wedlock itself, you have counselled something better than what you have permitted. And since you gave it, it was done, even before I became a minister of your Sacrament. But there yet lives in my memory (of which I have spoken at length) the images of such things as my bad habits had fixed there, These rush into my thoughts when I am awake, but in my sleep they not only seem pleasurable, but even to obtain my consent in what very closely resembles reality. Yes, the illusion of the image so far prevails in my soul and in my flesh, that when I am asleep, false vision persuade me to what the true ones cannot when I am awake. Am I not myself at such times. O Lord my God? There is yet so much difference between myself and myself in that instant in which I pass from waking to sleeping, or return from sleeping to waking! Where is reason, then, which resists such suggestions when awake and remains unmoved when such suggestions are urged on it? Is it closed up when my eyes are closed? Is it a lulled asleep with the senses of the body? But whence is it that often, even in sleep, we resist and mindful of our purpose and continuing most chastely in it, give no assent to such enticements? And there is yet so much difference that, when it happens otherwise, upon waking we return to peace of conscience, and by this very difference in the two states, discover that it was not we who did it, while we feel sorry that in some way it was done in us.
Is not your hand able, O Almighty God, to heal all the diseases of my soul and by your more abundant grace able to quench even the lascivious motions of my sleep? You will increase your gifts in me more and more, lord, that my soul may follow me to you, disengaged from the bird-lime of lust; that it may not be in rebellion against itself, and may not commit in dreams through these sensual images those debasing corruptions, even to pollution of the flesh, nor give consent to them. For it is not too hard for the Almighty to work this - that nothing of this sort should have the very least influence over the pure affections of a sleeper, not even so slight a one as a thought might hold back - not just sometime during this life, but even at my present age, for you are able to do more than we ask or think. But what I still am in this kind of evil, I have confessed to my good Lord, rejoicing with trembling in that which you have given me, and bemoaning that in which I am still imperfect; trusting that you will perfect your mercy in me, even to fullness of peace, which my outward and inward man shall have with you, when death is swallowed up in victory.
There is another evil of the day, which I wish were sufficient unto it. For by eating and drinking we repair the daily decays of the body, until you destroy both food and belly, when you shall slay by emptiness with a wonderful fullness, and clothe this corruptible with an eternal incorruption............. - Page 13 -
BY SAINT AUGUSTINE OF HIPPO
Wishing you, 'Happy Reading', and may God, the Father, the Son of the living God, Jesus Christ, fills your heart, mind, thoughts, and grants you: The Holy Spirit, that is, Wisdom, Knowledge, Understanding, Counsel, Piety, Fortitude, Fear of the Lord, and also His fruits of the Holy Spirit, that is, Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Trustfulness, Gentleness and Self-Control. Amen! God blessing be upon you!
Why do you call Me, "Lord, Lord" and not do what I say?' "Everyone who comes to Me and listens to My words and acts on them - I will show you what he/she is like. He/She is like a man/woman who when he/she built his/her house dug, deep, and laid the foundations on rock; when the river was in flood it bore down on that house but could not shake it, it was so well built. But the one who listens and does nothing is like the man/woman who built his/her house on soil, with no foundations: as soon as the river bore down on it, it collapsed; and what a ruin that house became!" - Luke 6:46-49 -
If we live by the truth and in love, we shall grow in all ways into Christ Jesus, who is the head by whom the whole body is fitted and joined together, every joint adding its own strength, for each separate part to work according to it function. So the body grows until it has built itself up, in love." - Ephesians 4:15-16 -
I still have many things to say to you but they would be too much for you now. But when the spirit of truth comes, he will lead you to the complete truth, since he will not be speaking as from himself, but will say only what he has learnt; and he will tell you of the things to come. He/She will glorify me, since all he/she tells you will be taken from what is mine. Everything the Father has is mine; that is why I said: all he/she tells you will be taken from what is mine." - John 16:12-15 -
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