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
O ye great, wise and rich, have ye not a heart capable of loving what
is proper for you and of hating what is destructive? Love the sovereign
good, hate all evil, and ye will be truly wise. When ye love anyone, is
it because ye know the reasons of love and its definitions? No,
certainly. Ye love because your heart is formed to love what it finds
amiable. Surely you cannot but know that there is nought lovely in the
universe but God. Know ye not that He has created you, that He has died
for you? But if these reasons are not sufficient, which of you has not
some necessity, some trouble, or some misfortune? Which of you does not
know how to tell his malady, and beg relief? Come, then, to this
Fountain of all good, without complaining to weak and impotent
creatures, who cannot help you; come to prayer; lay before God your
troubles, beg His grace--and above all, that you may love Him. None can
exempt himself from loving; for none can live without a heart, nor the
heart without love.
Why should any amuse themselves, in seeking reasons for loving Love
itself? Let us love without reasoning about it, and we shall find
ourselves filled with love, before the others have learned the reasons
which induced to it. Make trial of this love, and you will be wiser in
it than the most skillful philosophers. In love, as in everything else,
experience instructs better than reasoning. Come then, drink at this
fountain of living waters, instead of the broken cisterns of the
creature, which far from allaying your thirst, only tend continually to
augment it. Did ye once drink at this fountain, ye would not seek
elsewhere for anything to quench your thirst; for while ye still
continue to draw from this source, ye would thirst no longer after the
world. But if ye quit it, alas! the enemy has the ascendant. He will
give you of his poisoned draughts, which may have an apparent
sweetness, but will assuredly rob you of life.
I forsook the fountain of living water when I left off prayer. I
became as a vineyard exposed to pillage, hedges torn down with liberty
to all the passengers to ravage it. I began to seek in the creature
what I had found in God. He left me to myself, because I first left
him. It was His will by permitting me to sink into the horrible pit, to
make me feel the necessity I was in of approaching Him in prayer.
Thou hast said, that Thou wilt destroy those adulterous souls who
depart from Thee. Alas! it is their departure alone which causes their
destruction, since, in departing from Thee, O Sun of Righteousness,
they enter into the regions of darkness and the coldness of death, from
which they would never rise, if Thou didst not revisit them. If Thou
didst not by thy divine light, illuminate their darkness, and by thy
enlivening warmth, melt their icy hearts, and restore them to life,
they would never rise.
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