The Bread Which You Use Is The

... If, To Me, To Live Is Christ (phil. 1:21), Truly My Words Ought To Be About Christ, My Every Thought And Deed Ought To Depend Upon His Commandments, And My Soul To Be Fashioned After His.

If Every Man Took Only What Was Sufficient For His Needs, Leaving The Rest To Those In Want, There Would Be No Rich And No Poor.

Men Whose Sense Of Taste Is Destroyed By Sickness, Sometimes Think Honey Sour. A Diseased Eye Does Not See Many Things Which Do Exist, And Notes Many Things Which Do Not Exist. The Same Thing Frequently Takes Place With Regard To The Force Of Words, When The Critic Is Inferior To The Writer.

The Bread Which You Use Is The Bread Of The Hungry; The Garment Hanging In Your Wardrobe Is The Garment Of Him Who Is Naked; The Shoes You Do Not Wear Are The Shoes Of The One Who Is Barefoot; The Acts Of Charity That You Do Not Perform Are So Many Injustices That You Commit.

I Have Learned From Jesus Christ Himself What Charity Is, And How We Ought To Practise It; For He Says: "by This Shall All Men Know That Ye Are My Disciples, If Ye Love One Another." Never Can I, Therefore, Please Myself In The Hope That I May Obtain The Name Of A Servant Of Christ If I Possess Not A True And Unfeigned Charity Within Me.