Mother Marie des Anges, I have a great deal of trouble telling you how it happened that I put off writing you for so long since my return. For although it is true that I had always been hindered by not having an hour to myself, that however does not seem to me able to provide a sufficient reason that will satisfy you. I should tell you that there was not a day when I did not wish to do it and that you were not also present in my spirit along with everything else that God wanted to be among my affections. But I believe that it pleased him by this long delay to give me proof that I love you by his charity since he took away from me any hurry to write this letter that I owed you after my return. Thus the delay I went through is far from being a sign of my forgetfulness because it serves as a proof that, not having any fierce passion in the permanent memory I have of you, I am able to be certain that the Saints find my affection for you agreable since it is tranquil and strong like theirs. This that I am telling you about my affection is more truthful in the feelings of my heart than in the expression of my words. I believe I should tell you it once and for all so that it gives you a sure way to interpret all the silences that I may use towards you in the future. I will tell you just one thing regarding the communion that you wish to limit taking on Sundays. When you are more inclined to communion Sundays than the other days when you do not take it, you should not take it on those days. And when you are inclined well enough on the following days preceding Sunday, you can go to communion like on Sunday as long as the spirit of God does not draw you away from it.
Translated from the French by Daniel McNeill. usoftheworld.com
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