I found this in an article about why we should pursue sanctity:
T.S. Eliot defines the Christian life as:** “A condition of complete simplicity/Costing not less than/Everything.”** The price is everything: 100%. A worse martyrdom than the quick noose or stake: the martyrdom of dying daily, dying to all your desires and plans, including your plans about how to become a saint. A blank check to God. Complete submission
I noticed something when I signed on. There were 198 views of this thread. 13 people responded to the poll. (Maybe I didn’t write the options well.) 9 said they wanted to be saints and would work hard to make it happen.
1 person posted to say they want the same thing. Just 1. So, is everyone else already doing this so much it’s not special and hardly seems to merit discussion? That quote is about just being a Christian and I wonder if I’ve just been doing it wrong all my life and most other people already know all about this and are doing fine at it? Or, are other people like me and find it daunting?
The price is Everything.
Padre Pio did it right and I thought this prayer of his would be a good one to start all my days with:
** Stay with me, Lord, for it is necessary to have You present so that I do not forget You.
You know how easily I abandon You.
Stay with me, Lord, because I am weak and I need Your strength, that I may not fall so often.
Stay with me, Lord, for You are my life, and without You, I am without fervor.
Stay with me, Lord, for You are my light, and without You, I am in darkness.
Stay with me, Lord, to show me Your will.
Stay with me, Lord, so that I hear Your voice and follow You.
Stay with me, Lord, for I desire to love You very much, and always be in Your company.
Stay with me, Lord, if You wish me to be faithful to You.
Stay with me, Lord, for as poor as my soul is, I want it to be a place of consolation for You, a nest of love.
Stay with me, Jesus, for it is getting late and the day is coming to a close, and life passes; death, judgment, eternity approaches. It is necessary to renew my strength, so that I will not stop along the way and for that, I need You. It is getting late and death approaches, I fear the darkness, the temptations, the dryness, the cross, the sorrows. O how I need You, my Jesus, in this night of exile!
Stay with me tonight, Jesus, in life with all it’s dangers. I need You.
Let me recognize You as Your disciples did at the breaking of the bread, so that the Eucharistic Communion be the Light which disperses the darkness, the force which sustains me, the unique joy of my heart.
Stay with me, Lord, because at the hour of my death, I want to remain united to You, if not by communion, at least by grace and love.
Stay with me, Jesus, I do not ask for divine consolation, because I do not merit it, but the gift of Your Presence, oh yes, I ask this of You!
Stay with me, Lord, for it is You alone I look for, Your Love, Your Grace, Your Will, Your Heart, Your Spirit because I love You and ask no other reward but to love You more and more.
With a firm love, I will love You with all my heart while on earth and continue to love You perfectly during all eternity. Amen**
I’m just not sure I can promise the last thing. That’s what I want, though. That’s what it seems like pursuing sanctity really is. Loving Jesus.