May He support us all the day long, till the shades lengthen, and the evening comes, and the busy world is hushed, and the fever of life is over, and our work is done. Then in His mercy may He give us a safe lodging, and a holy rest, and peace at the last. My Lord and Saviour, support me in that hour in the strong arms of Your Sacraments. Let the absolving words be said over me, and the holy oil sign and seal me, and Your own Body be my food. May I receive the gift of perseverance, and die, as I desire to live, in Your Faith, in Your Church, in Your service, and in Your love. Amen. – Blessed John Henry Newman
God has created me to do Him some definite service. He has committed some work to me which He has not committed to another. I have my mission, I may never know it in this life, but I shall be told it in the next.
I am a link in a chain, a bond of connection between persons. He has not created me for naught. I shall do good – I shall be an angel of peace, a preacher of truth in my own place while not intending it, if I do but keep his commandments.
Therefore I will trust Him. Whatever I am, I can never be thrown away. If I am in sickness, my sickness may serve Him; in perplexity, my perplexity may serve Him; if I am in sorrow, my sorrow may serve Him.
He does nothing in vain. He knows what He is about; He may take away my friends. He may throw me among strangers. He may make me feel desolate, make my spirits sink, hide my future from me – still He knows what He is about!
John Henry Newman