«Today I am 46 years old. It’s twice the age I had when I started living the Ideal [the spirituality that radiates from the charism of unity, ed.]. I’m happy because from now on the period I have lived the Ideal will be more than without it.
But, my God, once more I need to throw my life into your heart. I need to burn my being in the ardent flames of the Holy Spirit, whom we have to thank for all eternity and from this moment for having indicated this way of love to us: to love, to love always, to love all. At the end of each day, to be able to say: I have always loved.» (Diary of 22 January 1966)
«Speaking of Jesus, St Paul writes: ‘… and he gave his life for me.’ (Gal 2:20).
Each of us can repeat those words of the Apostle: for me.
My Jesus, if you have died for me – for me – how can I doubt your mercy? And if I can believe in that mercy with faith which teaches me that a God has died for me, how can I not risk everything to return this love?
For me. Here is the formula which wipes out the solitude of the most lonely; raises into God every poor man belittled by the whole world; fills every heart to the brim and makes it spill over onto those who either do not know or do not remember the Good News.
For me. For me, Jesus, all those sufferings? For me that cry?
Oh! You will certainly not let my poor soul be lost nor many others, but you will do everything… if only because we have cost you too much.
You gave birth to me for Heaven, as my mother did for earth. You are always thinking of me, only of me, as you do of each and every person.
You give me more courage to live my Christian life than if I had the whole universe at my back to spur me on.
For me. Yes, for me.
And so, Lord, let me also say especially for the years that remain: for You.» ( Chiara Lubich, Knowing How to Lose, New City, London 1981, pp.3-4).