“But instead of letting me see any ray of hope, God afflicted me with a most grievous martyrdom which lasted for three days. It brought sharply home to me the bitter grief felt by the Blessed Virgin and St. Joseph… — John Beevers Copy Share Image
“I burned to defend myself, but fortunately I had a bright idea. I knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that if I began to speak up for myself I should lose my peace of soul; I knew too that I was not virtuous enough to let myself be accused without saying a word, my only hope of safety was… — John Beevers Copy Share
“It still stops my having any feeling of pride when people think well of what I do, for I say to myself: Since any… — John Beevers Copy Share Image
“God has made me so that when once I love I love for ever, and so I continue to pray for this girl and I love her still. When I saw how Céline loved one of the nuns, I tried to imitate her, but I didn’t succeed, as I didn’t know how to get into people’s good graces. It was… — John Beevers Copy Share
“I am no longer surprised by anything and I feel no distress at seeing my complete helplessness. On the contrary, I glory in it… — John Beevers Copy Share Image
“It wasn’t long before God made me realise that the true glory is that which is eternal and that, to achieve it, there is… — John Beevers Copy Share Image
“As you will soon see, dear Mother, being charitable has not always been so pleasant for me, and to prove it I am going… — John Beevers Copy Share Image
“When we meet someone with a deeper spiritual insight, we think God cares more for them than for us. Yet surely God has the… — John Beevers Copy Share Image
“There I found my sole comfort: Jesus, my only friend. I could talk only to Him. Talking to other people bored me, even when… — John Beevers Copy Share Image
“But instead of letting me see any ray of hope, God afflicted me with a most grievous martyrdom which lasted for three days. It… — John Beevers Copy Share Image
“But I am not going to give every detail. Some things lose their fragrance when opened to the air, and there are stirrings of… — John Beevers Copy Share Image
“But sometimes, I have a great longing to hear something different from praise, for my soul sickens of too sweet a diet. It is… — John Beevers Copy Share Image
