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St. Thérèse of Lisieux,
Poem: My joy is to
love suffering, I smile shedding tears, I accept with gratitude, the thorns
mixed with the flowers.
St. Thérèse of Lisieux,
Letter to Her Sister Caroline: Time is but a shadow, a dream; already God sees us in glory
and takes joy in our eternal beatitude. How this thought helps my soul! I
understand then why He lets us suffer...
St. Thérèse of Lisieux,
The
Story of a Soul: Much later, when I understood what perfection was, I realized
that to become a saint one must suffer a great deal, always seek what is best,
and forget oneself. I understood that there were many kinds of of sanctity and
that each soul was free to respond to the approaches of Our Lord and to do
little or much for Him — in other words,to make a choice among the sacrifices
He demands. Then, just as when I was a child, I cried: “My God, I choose all. I do not want to be a saint by
halves. I am not afraid to suffer for You. I fear only one
thing — that I should keep my own will. So take it, for I choose all that You
will.”
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