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Mystical
Death
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"...God asks only one thing of me. But many other things are asked of me in order to achieve and attain it. Oh! God, what violence! My Jesus, I must die and obey! You ask too much of me in one thing, because you want me to die with you on the cross. A mystical death, a death however sweet, is too hard for me because I must undergo a thousand deaths before dying! Lord, human nature is frightened when it thinks of itself alone. It trembles and is dismayed at the very thought of it. But when you command, the spirit is indeed ready to accomplish it with the unfailing certainty that if you will it, your help in doing it will not be wanting. However, I must set aside such a thought so that I may run with complete indifference in blind faith, like a deer thirsting at the font of divine providence in total abandonment to you. I allow myself to be guided as you will. I do not seek myself but only what is pleasing to God himself. I will annihilate myself by doing his will and marveling within myself how God wills to receive such meager pleasure from a miserable creature, full of so many faults and sins. To obtain this, I will always humble myself interiorly. I will consider myself as I am, and I will foster a very exalted idea of God as Master of all, immense Love, inexorable Judge, Goodness without end. O God!..." Continue...
Paul of the Cross'
Mystical Death
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