God's help is necessary at every moment because without it the soul can do nothing.
Approaching confession from the abyss of her misery, she casts off everything, desiring to preserve in herself only the image of God according to which she was created
Come, you who, descending into Mary, caused the Word to take flesh: effect in us by grace what you accomplished in her by grace and nature.
How rightly confession is called the sacrament of peace!
We wanted to open ourselves and sought for a star to show us the right way
How I love our evening rendezvous;