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
Being now a widow, my crosses, which one would have thought should have
abated, only increased. That turbulent domestic I have often mentioned,
instead of growing milder, now that she depended on me became more
furious than ever. In our house she had amassed a good fortune, and I
settled on her, besides, an annuity for the remainder of her life, for
the services she had done my husband. She swelled with vanity and
haughtiness. Having been used to sit up so much with an invalid, she
had taken to drink wine, to keep up her spirits. This had now passed
into a habit. As she grew aged and weak, a very little of it affected
her. I tried to hide this fault, but it grew so that it could not be
concealed. I spoke of it to her confessor, in order that he might try,
softly and artfully to reclaim her from it; but instead of profiting by
her director's advice, she was outrageous against me. My mother-in-law,
who could hardly bear the fault of intemperance, and had often spoken
to me about it, now joined in reproaching me and vindicating her. This
strange creature, when any company came, would cry out with all her
might, that I had dishonored her, thrown her into despair, and would be
the cause of her damnation, as I was taking the ready course to my own.
Yet God gave me an unbounded patience. I answered only with mildness
and charity all her passionate invectives, giving her besides every
possible mark of my affection. If any other maid came to wait on me,
she would drive her back in a rage, crying out, that I hated her on
account of the affection with which she had served my husband. When she
had not a mind to come, I was obliged to serve myself; and when she did
come, it was to chide me and make a noise. When I was very unwell, as
was often the case, this girl would appear to be in despair. From hence
I thought it was from Thee, O Lord, that all this came upon me. Without
thy permission, she was scarcely capable of such unaccountable conduct.
She seemed not sensible of any faults, but always to think herself in
the right. All those whom Thou hast made use of to cause me to suffer,
thought they were rendering service to Thee in so doing.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account