Like the traveler pitching his tent in the desert, the Holy Spirit takes possession of souls as their most sweet guest. But unlike the traveler, who folds his tent as morning breaks, the eternal guest stays on. The tent he pitches in the soil of our barrenness is something divine – a sketch, a reflection, of our heavenly home. In it dwells grace that divinizes the soul, divine charity, the supernatural image of the Spirit who pours Himself into our hearts, and all the virtues and gifts. These are the conditions of His indwelling, so that He may begin His work of sanctification, and direct us with the strong, gentle influence of love.
His ideal is to reproduce Jesus in us, and through Jesus and with Jesus, to take us to the bosom of the Trinity and glorify the Father with the supreme glorification of Jesus. Through the shadows of faith, we … try to get a glimpse of this divine work, to see how, under the influence of the Holy Spirit, souls are purified, illuminated, and enkindled until they are transformed into Jesus, who is the ultimate ideal of God’s love and of the aspirations of the soul, the glorious summit of the mystical ascent where we find peace and happiness – where we find God.
True Devotion to the Holy Spirit, Archbishop Luis M. Martinez
I don’t want Christ to speak aloud to me; I don’t want to hear His voice. I don’t wish to speak aloud to Him, to pray with His Holy Spirit’s gift of tongues. Rather I wish the Holy Spirit to come to me, as He did at my confirmation, and to now stay with me, to take up residence in my soul, and direct me with the strong, gentle influence of love. No, I don’t want God to talk to me, as to some passing stranger; I want Him to be so with me as to direct all my thoughts, and all my actions. I don’t wish to speak to Him with words; I want Him to hear my heart not my voice. I long to be one with Him, through the Holy Spirit within me.
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