Charles de Foucauld wrote to his sister, a married woman:
God is in us, at the bottom of our soul
always, always listening to us there,
and asking us to chat a little with him.
From time to time lower your eyes towards your chest,
recollect yourself a quarter of a minute, and say:
“You are there, my God, I love you.”
Robert Thomas, OCSO, Passing from Self to God-A Cistercian Retreat, Trans. Martha F. Kreig, Minnesota: Cistercian Publications,Liturgical Press 2006, p. 5.
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