as one unloads one’s heart,
its pleasures and its pains,
to a dear friend.
Tell God your troubles, that God may comfort you;
tell God your joys, that God may sober them;
tell God your longings, that God may purify them;
tell God your dislikes, that God may help you conquer them;
talk to God of your temptations, that God may shield you from them;
show God the wounds of your heart, that God may heal them;
lay bare your indifference to good, your depraved tastes for evil, your instability.
Tell him how self-love makes you unjust to others,
how vanity tempts you to be insincere,
how pride disguises you to yourself as to others.
If you thus pour out all your weaknesses, needs, troubles,
there will be no lack of what to say.
You will never exhaust the subject.
It is continually being renewed.
People who have no secrets from each other
never want subjects of conversation.
They do not weigh their words,
for there is nothing to be held back;
neither do they seek for something to say.
They talk out of the abundance of the heart,
without consideration, say just what they think.
Blessed are they who attain to such familiar,
unreserved intercourse with God.”