Dyuman's Correspondence with The Mother

23 January 1935

My dear Mother,

I have deceived myself and You all along; I am filled with imperfections and lower impulses. I boasted of my purity, but now I see that it was all boasting, full of pride and ego.

Dear Mother, make me vividly conscious of all my defects and imperfections. I lose neither courage nor heart nor strength. My strength is You, and in You I rest.

Everything will be all right in time. There is only to keep up a patient aspiration and an unfailing confidence in the Divine Grace and its assured victory.

Always with you

23 January 1935