Let's not say, "It's too much! It's too much!"
Ft. Ascânio - Impatience doubles our pain
Note from the translator: Many duties and obligations have been taking up a lot of my time, but I will manage to do some translations.
Original in portuguese here.
Let's not be so impatient in suffering. Impatience doubles our pain. The wounded need rest. The more the patient fidgets, scratches, and disturbs the wounds, the worse it gets. They suffer more and even risk infection, which can be fatal. The same applies to wounds of the soul, wounds of the heart. When they appear, let's immediately turn to the Divine Physician, and He, in His mercy, will consider them lovingly, pouring the gentle balm of His Love upon them.
"Come to Me," He tells us. "I will give you rest." Jesus, so kind, hears every complaint, heals all wounds of the heart. In the order of grace, however, as in nature, the healing process, though certain, is slow. Why so much impatience? The remedy burns, stings, but it is effective. Irritable and impatient, some tear off the bandage and put their poisonous nails in the wound. It's dangerous. Let's not do that, oh no. It could be fatal.
Let's convince ourselves of this truth, experienced so many times: impatience worsens suffering, robs us of the merit of the cross, makes it heavier and unbearable!
So, let's not say, "It's too much! It's too much!" Saint Therese! she said the opposite: "Even more, even more, Lord!" If we can't go that far, let's resign ourselves to say: "It's never too much, Lord, what we suffer, but help us bear everything!"