I cannot say that I desire death. I used to desire it, but now I see so much good to be done, so many souls without a shepherd, that what I most want is to do a little good and work a little for the salvation of those poor souls. Still, God loves them far more than I do and doesn’t need me. May his will be done.
Blessed Charles de Foucauld (1858–1916)
Still, God Loves Them Far More than I Do
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