My son, my daughter,
“badness cannot enter the true little ones.
Do you know when evil, when growth begins to enter?
When one’s own will begins to enter.
As it enters, the creature begins to fill herself and to live of herself
The All goes out of the littleness of the creature, and it seems to her
that her littleness becomes greater – but, greatness to be cried over.
Since God does not live completely in her,
– she moves away from her beginning,
– she dishonors her origin,
– she loses the light, the beauty, the sanctity, the freshness of her Creator.
She seems to grow before herself and maybe before men
But before Me – oh, how she decreases!
She may even become great, but she will never be my beloved little one “(…)