"My heart was filled with charity.
I forgot myself to please others and,
in doing so, became happy myself."
From the life of St. Therese:
One day in the infirmary during her last illness, my sister called my attention to the soft, downy linens which the infirmarian, Sr. Stanislaus always had at hand for the benefit of her patients.
"Souls should be treated with the same tender care," Therese said, "but why is it that we forget this so frequently, and allow those about us to go on unnoticed in the endurance of sharp interior pain? Shouldn't the spiritual needs of the soul be attended to with the same clarity, with the same delicate care we devote to our neighbor's bodily necessities? For some souls are really sick; there are many weak souls on earth, and all souls without exception suffer at one time or other during life. How tenderly we should not only love them but also show our love for them. - My Sister, St. Therese, By Celine Martin
Dear St. Therese, you went out of your way to befriend
those you liked least,
the most disagreeable, the most disturbed in spirit,
pray for me whom you have likewise gone out of your way for.
You have prayed for me and loved me when I was most far away ...
obtain for me now, a heart contrite and humbled,
full of love, on fire with charity,
that I may follow you and the legion of little souls
in your splendid way of
confidence and love.
Thank you for having heard my prayer.