January 29, 1914

     IT is Thy Presence in every being, O divine Master of love, that makes it possible for every man, even the most cruel, to be open to pity and even the most vile to respect, almost despite himself, honour and justice.

It is Thou who, beyond all conventions and prejudices, illuminest with a special light, divine and pure, all that we are and all that we do, and makest us see clearly the difference between what we actually are and what we could be.
   Thou art the impassable barrier set up against the excess of evil, darkness and ill-will ; Thou art the living hope in every heart of all possible and future perfections.
   To Thee all the fervour of my adoration.
    I Thou art the gateway within reach of our conception leading to unsuspected and inconceivable splendours, splendours which will be revealed to us progressively.

The Mother