| M:I.9 | The rest of my humanity responds humbly. There is no resistance. There is only a flow of words coming from the Mind of Christ, as if it were from a spring that flows from the top of a mountain. This torrent of Grace made into words makes my fingers fly with speed and precision that far surpasses that of my ordinary writing. The soul remains ecstatic with love and with a single desire—to remain forever fused with the beloved Christ, being of our being and of all true being. |