Here's what they found:
What do I labor for? If there be no God, there can be no soul. If there is no soul, then, Jesus, you also are not true.
Ouch. She must have been going through a pretty rough patch when she wrote that, right? Wait, it gets worse. Here she offers some spiritual support to a man of the cloth:
Jesus has a very special love for you. As for me, the silence and the emptiness is so great that I look and do not see, listen and do not hear.
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"Jesus has always been a sexist prick like that."
Shit, that's some dark stuff right there. Surely, there must be at least some rays of light in her existence ...
No faith, no love, no zeal. [Saving] souls holds no attraction, heaven means nothing ... it has been like this more or less from the time I started "the work."
... yeah, nope. She's so far down the "Screw you, God" line that she's even putting quotes around the whole working with the poor thing, which you may recognize as pretty much her entire shtick.
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Kind of like how the Three Stooges performed "the slapstick."
The letters are chock-full of musings like these, because Mother Theresa had almost completely lost her faith over two decades before her death. In fact, she stopped praying as early as the late 1970s. The life she led among the poorest of the poor dealt her a heaping helping of human suffering, and it looks like she just flat out became jaded in the process.
Yet, without an ounce of faith to aid her in her impossible mission, she still found the strength to soldier on: Mother Theresa kept up appearances for over 20 years, because people still depended on her. Let that sink in for a moment: 20 years, with nothing to rely on, just going through the motions in a pit of despair because she didn't want to let people down. Holy crap, the woman really was a saint.