"I look and look, and turn to look again
at the consecrated Host;
its whiteness dazzles me;
its brilliant rays wound my soul
to its utmost depths
by revealing to me all its defects and deformities. ...
Who can think himself humble in the presence of Him
who is hidden under the form of bread? ...
Oh, my Lord! In your presence,
I ought to feel nought but shame,
and a deep sense of my utter worthlessness;
but I also feel a great love
for You ...
which purifies and transforms me,
and takes me far away
from this earth,
to the purest of Hosts, the very abode of Love."
Servant of God Concepcion Cabrera de Armida