Consider the marvel of Jesus' Heart as corresponding to an infirmity in the heart of man. Just because we love little we love few people; we shut ourselves up to love, we build ourselves a little nest wherein we place the beings most dear to us—a father, a mother, a wife, children, a few friends. What can we do? We have only a drop of love; we husband it, expending it on a few, for even while we give these few all we have, we are not sure of having given them enough.
How different the Heart of Jesus! He loves all men and all with the same zeal. Small and great, rich and poor, the just and the sinner, the waifs and strays of the world. Is there any one He forgets ? Whom has He not loved, tenderly, ardently? What being has ever been found too foul for this most pure Heart, too common for this most noble Heart, too haughty for this humble Heart, too small for this sublime Heart? It seems even as if immensity did not suffice Him, and in His prayers. His words, one surprises bursts of affection in which He embraces all created beings and even worlds unknown to us.
- Msgr. Bougaud
What shall I give back to the Lord for all that He has given to me?
- Psalm cxv.
How different the Heart of Jesus! He loves all men and all with the same zeal. Small and great, rich and poor, the just and the sinner, the waifs and strays of the world. Is there any one He forgets ? Whom has He not loved, tenderly, ardently? What being has ever been found too foul for this most pure Heart, too common for this most noble Heart, too haughty for this humble Heart, too small for this sublime Heart? It seems even as if immensity did not suffice Him, and in His prayers. His words, one surprises bursts of affection in which He embraces all created beings and even worlds unknown to us.
- Msgr. Bougaud
What shall I give back to the Lord for all that He has given to me?
- Psalm cxv.
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