The Joy of God
From my introduction:
Longish periods could pass during which I had no direct contact with Sr Mary David. But it was always such a reassurance to know that she was there! Like many others, I loved her, loved her dearly. And how wonderful to have known a person so free, so utterly given, that she could let herself be loved wi
thout any risk of even a shadow of ambiguous attachment. The one great, consecrated love of her life was always at the heart of every encounter, irradiating human affection with a gladdening light that, in the bustle of the convent parlour, amid tea cups and cosies and Breton cake, shed palpable rays of eternity. Those rays still proceed undimmed. By means of this book they will come to shed light, I expect, in unexpected places.
‘A corpus of spiritual sagacity’. The Catholic Herald.