Jeanne Marie Bouvier de la Motte Guyon

Jeanne Marie Bouvier de la Motte Guyon

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Portrait of Jeanne Marie Bouvier de la Motte Guyon Jeanne Marie Bouvier de la Motte Guyon Spiritual Torrents

The soul, after many deaths, expires at last in the arms of Love; but it does not even perceive those arms. It has no sooner expired, than it loses all vital action, all desire, inclination, tendency, choice, repugnance, and aversion. As it draws near to death, it grows weaker; but its life, though languishing and agonising, is still life, and “while there is life there is hope,” even though death be inevitable. The torrent must be buried out of sight.
O God! what is this? What were only precipices become abysses. The soul falls into a depth of misery from which there is no escape.
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Portrait of Jeanne Marie Bouvier de la Motte Guyon Jeanne Marie Bouvier de la Motte Guyon Spiritual Torrents

O life, which cannot be lost without so many deaths! O death, which can only be attained by the loss of so many lives! Perhaps this soul, after thou hast devoured it in Thy bosom, will enjoy its Beloved. That would be too great happiness for it: it must undergo another torture. It must be buried and reduced to ashes. But perhaps it will then arrive at the end of its sufferings, for bodies which decay suffer no longer. Oh! it is not thus with the soul: it suffers continually; and burial, decay, and nothingness are even more sensibly felt by it than death itself.
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Portrait of Jeanne Marie Bouvier de la Motte Guyon Jeanne Marie Bouvier de la Motte Guyon Spiritual Torrents

It is here that heavy crosses are borne, and all the heavier that they are believed to be merited. The soul begins to have a horror of itself. God casts it so far off, that He seems determined to abandon it for ever. Poor soul! thou must be patient, and remain in thy sepulchre. It is content to remain there, though in terrible suffering, because it sees no way of escape from it; and it sees, too, that it is its only fit place, all others being even sadder to it. It flees from men, knowing that they regard it with aversion.
Source: Gutenberg

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