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Jesus said: Whoever welcomes a little child, welcomes Me. And He warned of the punishments due to those who harm the 'little ones'.

I saw that Christ holds me throughout my travels, as we move onwards to the Father, as if journeying through twisted tunnels.

One of the horrors of war is that it can corrupt the innocent victims as well as the aggressors. Just as a 'good' soldier can become careless of life's virtue, and even cruel, so an 'innocent' victim is in danger of hating those who made her suffer, and therefore being 'innocent' no more.

Through layer after layer, Christ steered me beyond all images towards God's dark universe within the soul.

I remember being outwardly carefree, but I was inwardly pierced by a shame so intense I could hardly go on, sometimes nearly groaning out loud.

Freed from the slavery of sin, each of us can look joyfully towards God and Heaven, hopeful about one day sharing God's glory.

Christ is tender towards us, whatever our moods, whether we are greeting Him in sadness, or like a schoolgirl in boisterous joy.

One day, I showed Christ my true secret thoughts. He did not scorn such little woes, but rewarded me for my honesty about that truth.

Those who have been blind to God's goodness and lukewarm about practicing the virtues will find, in Purgatory, the contrast between their selfishness and God's goodness.

Our Blessed Lady shepherds forward each one of us, encouraging us to pray with Christ to God our Father.

Our Blessed Lady shepherds forward each one of us, encouraging us to pray with Christ to God our Father.

He said: "This is how much I love you", and showed what he had undergone to save my life, like a prisoner captured and tortured in a war.

When a soul gives up its personal ambitions, for the love of Christ, Christ gives to it the robe it will wear as it walks towards the Father.

The saints leaned forward, in great concern, like parents comforting a child who has been frightened by a bad dream.

Then he took my soul upwards, on silent wings, into His own 'unknowing' prayer.

I saw the great army of believers within the body of Christ's Church, wending onwards towards Him in Heaven.

The more bravely a soul grows and reaches out towards God, the closer to the Father she brings all who are in Her heart!

When a soul offers everything, in homage to the Father, everything in that life is drawn upwards, by God to Himself.

Christ draws up towards Heaven - as though wrapped in a fine cloth - those who have eaten the Divine Food at this feast.

This is my present task, I learned: Like a child handing out pearls from a basket, unaware of their great worth, yet sharing their beauty.