What the malice and wickedness of my own perversity have done to corrupt this devotion can be made good by the fullness of the power of the love which dwells (Col 1:19) in Him who sits on Your right hand (Col 3:1), who has become bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh (Gen 2:23). Now it is through Him that You have granted us, in the Holy Spirit, the capacity for noble sentiments of compassion, humility, and reverence. And through Him I offer you my laments for the very many infidelities and sins which I have committed in thought, word, and deed, offending against the divine nobility of your goodness, but especially for being so unfaithful, careless, and irreverent in the use of your gifts. If you had given me, in my unworthiness, no more than a thread of flax as a memento, I should have respected it and treated it more reverently. –St Gertrude “The Herald of Divine Love”