#littleness

When we are chafed and fretted by small cares, a look at the stars will show us the littleness of our own interests.

I winked at my own littleness, as people do at their own faults.

Child Jesus loves you! Jesus likes every now and then to appear in child form in order to teach us many things and relate with us. To remember to be little and rely on God our father. ^_^

The good God would not inspire unattainable desires; I can, then, in spite of my littleness, aspire to sanctity.  For me to become greater is impossible; I must put up with myself just as I am with all my imperfections.  But I wish to find the way to go to Heaven by a very straight, short, completely new little way.  We are in a century of inventions: now one does not even have to take the trouble to climb the steps of a stairway; in the homes of the rich an elevator replaces them nicely.  I, too, would like to find an elevator to lift me to Jesus, for I am too little to climb the rough stairway of perfection.  So I have looked in the books of the saints for a sign of the elevator I long for, and I have read these words proceeding from the mouth of eternal Wisdom: 'He that is a little one, let him turn to me.' [footnote: Proverbs 9:16]  So I came knowing that I had found what I was seeking, and wanting to know, O my God, what You would do with the little one who would answer Your call, and this is what I found: 'As one whom the mother caresses, so will I comfort you.  You shall be carried at the breasts and upon the knees they shall caress you.' [footnote: Isaiah 66:12-13]  Never have more tender words come to make my soul rejoice.  The elevator which must raise me to the heavens is Your arms, O Jesus!  For that I do not need to grow; on the contrary, I must necessarily remain small, become smaller and smaller.  O my God, You have surpassed what I expected, and I want to sing Your mercies.