Let Us Act On What We Have,

O Most Sacred, Most Loving Heart Of Jesus, Thou Art Concealed In The Holy Eucharist, And Thou Beatest For Us Still.... Thou Art The Heart Of The Most High Made Man.... Thy Sacred Heart Is The Instrument And Organ Of Thy Love. It Did Beat For Us. It Yearned For Us. It Ached For Our Salvation. It Was On Fire Through Zeal, That The Glory Of God Might Be Manifested In And By Us.... In Worshipping Thee I Worship My Incarnate God, My Emmanuel

Regarding Christianity: Ten Thousand Difficulties Do Not Make One Doubt.

With Christians, A Poetical View Of Things Is A Duty. We Are Bid To Color All Things With Hues Of Faith, To See A Divine Meaning In Every Event.

A Cloud Of Incense Was Rising On High; The People Suddenly All Bowed Low; What Could It Mean? The Truth Flashed On Him, Fearfully Yet Sweetly; It Was The Blessed Sacrament - It Was The Lord Incarnate Who Was On The Altar, Who Had Come To Visit And Bless His People. It Was The Great Presence, Which Makes A Catholic Church Different From Every Other Place In The World; Which Makes It, As No Other Place Can Be - Holy.

What Can This World Offer Comparable With That Insight Into Spiritual Things, That Keen Faith, That Heavenly Peace, That High Sanctity, That Everlasting Righteousness, That Hope Of Glory, Which They Have, Who In Sincerity Love And Follow Our Lord Jesus Christ?