Most Holy Trinity Sunday

Luca Rossetti, Holy Trinity

How rich are the depths of God – how deep his wisdom and knowledge – and how impossible to penetrate his motives or understand his methods! Who could ever know the mind of the Lord? Who could ever be his counsellor? Who could ever give him anything or lend him anything? All that exists comes from him; all is by him and for him. To him be glory for ever! (Rom. 11:33-36)

"O my God whom I adore; help me to forget myself entirely That I may be established in you as still and as peaceful as if my soul were already in eternity. May nothing trouble my peace or make me leave you, O my Unchanging One, but may each minute carry me further into depths of your mystery. Give peace to my soul; make it your heaven, your beloved dwelling and your resting place. May I never leave you there alone but be wholly present, my faith wholly vigilant, wholly adoring, and wholly surrendered to your creative Action. O my beloved Christ, crucified by love, I wish to be a bride for your Heart; I wish to cover you with glory; I wish to love you...even unto death! But I feel my weakness, and I ask you to 'clothe me with yourself', to identify my soul with all the movements of your Soul, to overwhelm me, to possess me, to substitute yourself for me that my life may be a radiance of your Life. Come into me as Adorer, as Restorer, as Saviour. O Eternal Word, Word of my God, I want to spend my life in listening to you, to become wholly teachable that I may learn all from you. Then, through all nights, all voids, all helplessness, I want to gaze on you always and remain in your great light. O my beloved Star, so fascinate me that I may not withdraw from your radiance. O consuming Fire, Spirit of Love, 'come upon me', and create in my soul a kind of incarnation f the Word; that I may be another humanity for him in which he can renew his whole Mystery, And you, O Father, bend lovingly over your poor little creature; 'cover her with your shadow', seeing in her only the 'Beloved' in whom you are well pleased'. O my Three, my All, me Beatitude, infinite Solitude, Immensity in which I lose myself to you as your prey. Bury yourself in me that I may bury myself in you until I depart to contemplate in your light the abyss of your greatness'" 
Bl Elizabeth of the Trinity, Prayer.