Loss of an object causes grief only in proportion to the affection you have for it; if we had no regard for it, we should feel no grief at being deprived of it. Do you know great grief at being without wealth, honors, beauty, and so forth? These things do not afflict you, and you never give a thought to them. The same would apply to your desire for God, were that desire truly absent from your heart. If then, this seeming absence afflicts you, evidently the absence is not a real one.
~Father Jean-Pierre de Caussade
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love. Where there is injury, pardon. Where there is doubt, faith. Where there is despair, hope. Where there is darkness, light. Where there is sadness, joy.
Divine Master, grant that I not so much seek to be consoled, as to console; to be understood, as to understand; to be loved, as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive, it is in pardoning that we are pardoned, and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.