Those Who Love To Be Feared Fear

Obedience Is A Virtue Of So Excellent A Nature, That Our Lord Was Pleased To Mark Its Observance Upon The Whole Course Of His Life; Thus He Often Says, He Did Not Come To Do His Own Will, But That Of His Heavenly Father.

Lately I Was Near The Beehives And Some Of The Bees Flew Onto My Face. I Wanted To Raise My Hand, And Brush Them Off. 'no,' Said A Peasant To Me, 'do Not Be Afraid, And Do Not Touch Them. They Will Not Sting You At All, If You Touch Them They Will Bite You.' I Trusted Him; Not One Bit Me. Trust Me; Do Not Fear These Temptations. Do Not Touch Them; They Will Not Hurt You.

A Quarrel Between Friends, When Made Up, Adds A New Tie To Friendship.

When The Bee Has Gathered The Dew Of Heaven And The Earth's Sweetest Nectar From The Flowers, It Turns It Into Honey, Then Hastens To Its Hive. In The Same Way, The Priest, Having Taken From The Altar The Son Of God (who Is As The Dew From Heaven, And True Son Of Mary, Flower Of Our Humanity), Gives Him To You As Delicious Food.

We Have Freedom To Do Good Or Evil; Yet To Make Choice Of Evil, Is Not To Use, But To Abuse Our Freedom.