January 13, 1628
About three weeks ago, while I was at Mademoiselle du Fay’s, I had an opportunity to write to you. I am afraid that my letters have been lost. They dealt principally with the advice which I was asking of you concerning my son. However, I am no longer in the same situation, Monsieur. Either God does not want him to become a priest at this time, or the world has raised obstacles to his doing so because his fervor has greatly diminished. I found such a great change in his attitude that I spoke freely about it to the Mother Superior1 who advised me to place him simply as a boarder with these good ecclesiastics2 for reasons which I will explain to you if God grants me the grace, which I greatly need, of seeing your return. Certainly I have never been more acutely aware of your absence because of the needs which have since arisen. In this I must recognize my weakness and I assure you, Father, that if God grants me the grace of recalling the past I will not find in it reason to be proud of myself. For the love of God, I ask for strength through the help of your prayers. I thank you most humbly for the trouble you have taken to write to me and for the honor you have shown me by thinking of me. I do not deserve this, and God is indeed good to put up with me. O my very dear Father, offer my will to the divine mercy for I want, with the help of His holy grace, to be converted and to call myself truly, Monsieur, your very humble servant and unworthy daughter in Our Lord.
P.S. Mademoiselle du Fay is still suffering from her physical infirmities. She has been in bed almost constantly for the past two weeks. Fortunately she does not have a fever. She greatly desires your return.