“O my child, bethink you that just as the bee, having gathered heaven's dew and earth's sweetest juices from amid the flowers, carries it to her hive; so the Priest, having taken the Saviour, God's Own Son, Who came down from Heaven, the Son of Mary, Who sprang up as earth's choicest flower, from the Altar, feeds you with that Bread of Sweetness and of all delight.” ChildrenEarthHeavenTakenSonFlowerDelightBreadMy ChildrenCarriePriestsMaryBeesSweetnessJuiceAltarsSweetestDewSaviourHives Book:The Saint Francis de Sales Collection [16 Books] Source: The Saint Francis de Sales Collection [16 Books]
“O ye whose years unfolding fair Are fresh with youth, and free from care, Should vice and indolence desire The garden of your souls to hire, No parleys hold-reject the suit, Nor let one seed the soil pollute. My child their first approach beware, With firmness break the insidious snare, Lest as the acorns grew and throve Into a sun-encircled grove, Thy sins, a dark o'ershadowing tree Shut out the light of Heaven from thee.” ShouldYearsFirstsChildrenSoulLightCareDesireHeavenDarkSinBreakSunTreeYouthGrewApproachFairsGardenVicesSeedsSuitsTheeYour SoulMy ChildrenSoilRejectsUnfoldingIndolenceInsidiousSnaresFirmnessGroveAcorns Author:Lydia Sigourney
“The dying boy said: " Father, don't you weep for me; when I get to heaven I will go straight to Jesus and tell Him that ever since I can remember you have tried to lead me to Him." I would rather have my children say that of me after I am gone; or if they die before me, I would rather they should take that message to the Master than to have a monument over me reaching to the skies.” IfsShouldChildrenSaidI CanRememberDiesFatherJesusHeavenBoysGoneSkyDyingMastersMessagesMy ChildrenReachingMonumentRemember YouRemembers YouLeading Me Author:Dwight L. Moody
“Heaven grant me that I may thus rejoice in my children, thus see them ornaments to their Country, and blessings to their parents.” MayChildrenCountryHeavenParentFamilyBlessingMy ChildrenGrantsRejoiceOrnaments Author:Abigail Adams