Letter 9 of Saint-Cyran

I write to you as a person whom the dead priest spoke about as another himself in his last letter which is the first he ever wrote me. I have been in prison for 4 years and dead to the world.  I am not permitted to write by the laws of this world so I should be excused if I behave towards my friends using only the new spirit and the new heart that the prophet Ezekiel writes about and that never dies. I did not write him back a letter but I wrote him in my heart where I hope I am also written in the hearts of the blessed. A letter sometimes prevents feelings from appearing but the love of the blessed, although they are invisible and without feelings, is marked with divine feelings. I speak to you as if he were still alive and I write to you answering what he wrote to me about you.  For I wish to always see him in your person and to give you the same services that I might have been able to give him. I always had a particular affection for him because of the proof I had of his virtue and his good sense. He was, in a time when good priests are rare, one of the best I knew. That makes me hope that he will be received among the company of the blessed. I would be delighted if I were able to give you the only services that the blessed consider of worth, those that lead to the salvation of souls and to the glory of the only one we should serve according to the language of the Son of God.

Translated from the French by Daniel McNeill

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