The Autobiography of Madame GuyonGuyon, Jeanne Marie Bouvier de la Motte
Religion
The Autobiography of Madame Guyon
Guyon, Jeanne Marie Bouvier de la Motte
Catholics -- France -- Biography; Guyon, Jeanne Marie Bouvier de La Motte, 1648-1717
My cousin helped not a little, to support me in these good sentiments;
I was often with her, and loved her, as she took great care of me, and
treated me with much gentleness. Her fortune being equal neither to her
birth nor her virtue, she did with charity and affection what her
condition obliged her to do. My mother grew jealous, fearing I should
love my cousin too well and herself too little. She who had left me in
my young years to the care of her maids, and since that to my own, only
requiring if I was in the house. Troubling herself no further, now
required me always to stay with her, and never suffered me to be with
my cousin but with great reluctance. My cousin fell ill. My mother took
that occasion to send her home, which was a very severe stroke to my
heart, as well as to that grace which began to dawn in me.
My mother was a very virtuous woman. She was one of the most charitable
women of her age. She not only gave the surplus, but even the
necessities of the house. Never were the needy neglected. Never any
wretched one came to her without succor. She furnished poor mechanics
wherewith to carry on their work, and needy tradesmen wherewith to
supply their shops. From her, I think, I inherited my charity and love
for the poor. God favored me with the blessing of being her successor
in that holy exercise. There was not one in the town, or its environs,
who did not praise her for this virtue. She sometimes gave to the last
penny in the house, though she had a large family to maintain, and yet
she did not fail in her faith.
My mother's only care about me had been all along to have me in the
house, which indeed is one material point for a girl. This habit of
being so constantly kept within, proved of great service after my
marriage. It would have been better had she kept me more in her own
apartment, with an agreeable freedom and inquired oftener what part of
the house I was in.
After my cousin left me, God granted me the grace to forgive injuries
with such readiness, that my confessor was surprised. He knew that some
young ladies had, out of envy, traduced me and that I spoke well of
them as occasion offered. I was seized with an ague, which lasted four
months, in which I suffered much. During that time, I was enabled to
suffer with much resignation and patience. In this frame of mind and
manner of life I persevered, so long as I continued the practice of
mental prayer.
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