Oct
17
People of the world call the convent a prison; but, for me, the world was a prison; it is now and it always will be, although those who live as slaves of its maxims, do not recognize it. There is no greater liberty than that of a soul within the sacred walls of the cloister…far from the illusions and deceptions the world offers to those who love it. The soul that dedicates itself entirely to the service of the Lord can repeat with the Prophet: ‘Lord, you have broken my bonds, I offer you in sacrifice a host of praise.’ This is the sentiment of my poor heart, which will be a holocaust consumed in the fire of your love all the days of my life.
Mother Maria Magdalena, C.P.
courtesy of this beautiful post by the Passionists.

