Let Thy love manifest...

The Mother's prayer
Love alone can work this miracle, for love opens all doors, penetrates
every wall, clears every obstacle. And a little true love does more than the most beautiful speeches.
Lord, let this pure flower of love blossom in me, that it may give its fragrance to all those who come near us, and that this fragrance may sanctify them.
In this Love lie peace and joy, the fount of all strength and all realisation. It is the infalliable healer, the supreme consoler; it is the victor, the sovereign teachers.
O Lord, my sweet Master, Thou whom I adore in silence and to whom I have entirely consecrated myself, Thou who governest my life, Kindle in my heart the flame of Thy pure love that it may burn like a glowing brazier, consuming all imperfections and transforming into a comforting warmth and radiating light the dead wood of egoism and the black coals of ignorance.
O Lord, I turn towards Thee with a devotion at once joyful and solemn and I implore Thee:
Let Thy love manifest,
Thy reign come,
May Thy peace govern the world.
December 16, 1913