What an impenetrable mystery death is!

Yet, at the same time, how simple for the soul that has lived in faith, for those who “look not at the things which are seen….”

For the things which are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal.

St. John, whose pure soul was radiant with divine light, gives in a few words what seems to me a most beautiful definition of death:

“Jesus knowing that His hour was come, that He should pass out of this world to the Father….”

Is not the simplicity of these words touching?

When the final hour sounds for us, we must not suppose that God will come before us to judge us, but that we shall remain for all eternity in the state in which God finds us then, and our degree of grace will be our degree of glory.

By the fact of being delivered from the body, the soul can see Him without a veil within itself, as it has possessed Him all its lifetime, though unable to contemplate Him face to face.

This is perfectly true; it is theology. Is it not a comfort to think that He Who is to be our judge dwells within us throughout our miseries, to save us and to forgive our sins?

St. Paul affirms positively that we are “justified freely by His grace…through faith in His blood.”

How rich we are in the gifts of God, predestinate by divine adoption, and so heirs of the heritage of His glory!

Elizabeth of the Trinity (1880-1906); quoted in The Praise of Glory: Reminiscences of Elizabeth of the Trinity by A Carmelite Nun of Dijon, pp. 134-135.