Thoughts of Saint Thérèse of the Child JesusThérèse, de Lisieux, Saint
Religion
Thoughts of Saint Thérèse of the Child Jesus
Thérèse, de Lisieux, Saint
Meditations
IT seems to me that nothing now hinders me from taking flight,
for I no longer have any great desires, save to love, even unto
dying of love. I am free, I have no fear, not even of what I
most dreaded; I mean the fear of being a long time ill and
consequently a burthen to the Community. If it gives pleasure to
the good God I willingly consent to see my life of suffering,
both of soul and body, prolonged for years. Oh! no, I do not
fear a long life. I do not shun the combat. _"The Lord is the
rock upon which I am founded. Who teacheth my hands to fight and
my fingers to war; He is my protector in whom I have hoped."_
[6] Never have I asked God to let me die young; it is true I
have ever believed that it would be so, but without seeking to
obtain it.
HIST. D'UNE AME, CH. IX
[6] _Cf_. Ps., cxliii, 1, 2, 3.
WHATEVER the good God has given me has always pleased me, even
the gifts which have appeared to me less good and less beautiful
than those received by others.
COUNSELS AND REMINISCENCES
I HAVE no greater desire to die than to live; if our Lord gave
me the choice I would choose nothing; I only will what He wills;
it is what He does that I love.
HIST. D'UNE AME, CH. XII
"SOME think you are afraid of death," they said to her.--"That
may indeed yet happen; I never depend on my own thoughts,
knowing how weak I am; but at present I will rejoice in the
sentiments that the good God now gives me, there will be time
enough to suffer from the contrary."
HIST. D'UNE AME, CH. XII
A SISTER said to her:
"If anyone goes straight to Heaven, you surely will not spend
one moment in Purgatory!"
"Oh! I feel little anxiety about that; I shall always be content
with the sentence of the good God. If I go to Purgatory, well--I
shall walk in the midst of the flames, like the three Hebrews in
the furnace, singing the Canticle of Love."
COUNSELS AND REMINISCENCES
GRATITUDE
OH, how happy God makes me! How easy and how sweet it is to
serve Him upon earth.
HIST. D'UNE AME, CH. X
SEEING several of my companions form special attachments to some
one or other of our mistresses, I wished to follow their example
but could not succeed therein. O happy inability! from how great
evils has it saved me . . . How I thank God for having made me
find only bitterness in the friendships of earth. With a heart
such as mine I should have been captured and had my wings
clipped; then how should I have been able to _fly away and be at
rest_. [1]
HIST. D'UNE AME, CH. IV
[1] Ps., liv, 7.
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