What then are the defects, the blemishes that prevent the offering from being complete enough for Thee to welcome it, the holocaust from seeming to Thee worthy to be received?… There are still some limitations in this being, but wilt Thou not shatter them?
O Lord, we know that it is an hour of great gravity for the earth: those who can be Thy intermediaries to it to make a greater harmony arise from the conflict and from its dark ugliness a diviner beauty, must be ready for the work. O Lord, O eternal Master, we entreat Thee, answer our endeavour, enlighten it, show us the way, give us the strength to break down all inner resistance and overcome every obstacle.
O my sweet Master, I prostrate myself at Thy feet; my entire being cries to Thee in an ardent supplication.… “Deliver me from the incapacity of the personal being.”