The love that made Him to suffer passeth as far all His pains as Heaven is above Earth.
This is our Lord’s will, that our prayer and our trust be both alike large. For if we trust not as much as we pray, we do not full worship to our Lord in our prayer, and also we tarry and pain our self. The cause is, as I believe, that we know not truly that our Lord is Ground on whom our prayer springeth; and also that we know not that it is given us by the grace of His love. For if we knew this, it would make us to trust to have, of our Lord’s gift, all that we desire. For I am sure that no man asketh mercy and grace with true meaning, but if mercy and grace be first given to him.
As we know, our own mother bore us only into pain and dying. But our true mother, Jesus, who is all love, bears us into joy and endless living. Blessed may he be.
God willeth that we endlessly hate the sin and endlessly love the soul, as God loveth it.
Everything has being through the love of God.
That love of God is hard and marvelous. It cannot and will not be broken because of our sins.
Love and Dread are brethren, and they are rooted in us by the Goodness of our Maker, and they shall never be taken from us without end. We have of nature to love and we have of grace to love: and we have of nature to dread and we have of grace to dread.
Love was without beginning, is, and shall be without ending.
The greatest honor we can give Almighty God is to live gladly because of the knowledge of his love.
We need to fall, and we need to be aware of it; for if we did not fall, we should not know how weak and wretched we are of ourselves, nor should we know our Maker's marvellous love so fully.
We give our intent to love and meekness, by the working of mercy and grace we are made all fair and clean.
All that is contrary to love and peace is of the Fiend and of his part.
If any such lover be in earth which is continually kept from falling, I know it not: for it was not shewed me. But this was shewed: that in falling and in rising we are ever preciously kept in one Love.
The ground of mercy is love, and the working of mercy is our keeping in love.
Peace and love are ever in us, being and working; but we be not alway in peace and in love.
Where I say that He abideth sorrowfully and moaning, it meaneth all the true feeling that we have in our self, in contrition and compassion, and all sorrowing and moaning that we are not oned with our Lord. And all such that is speedful, it is Christ in us. And though some of us feel it seldom, it passeth never from Christ till what time He hath brought us out of all our woe. For love suffereth never to be without pity.
Our Lord is the ground from whom our prayer grows and in his love and grace he himself gives us our prayers.
Our life is all grounded and rooted in love, and without love we may not live.
God loved us before he made us; and his love has never diminished and never shall.
He shall appear suddenly and blissfully to all that love Him.