Holiness is a…
Holiness is a disposition of the heart that makes us humble and little in the arms of God, aware of our weakness, and confident — in the most audacious way — in His Fatherly goodness.
–Saint Therese of Lisieux (1873-1897)
Life is passing…
Life is passing, Eternity draws nigh: soon shall we live the very life of God. After having drunk deep at the fount of bitterness, our thirst will be quenched at the very source of all sweetness.
–Saint Therese of Lisieux (1873-1897)
Different saints…
How different are all the saints! In heaven the greatest doctor of the church will sit down with a little child.
–Saint Therese of Lisieux (1873-1897)
God does not need years…
The good God does not need years to accomplish His work of love in a soul; one ray from His heart can, in an instant, make His flower bloom for eternity.
–Saint Therese of Lisieux (1873-1897)
Sorrow and darkness…
There is the true picture of our souls. Often we go down into the fertile valleys where our heart loves to find its nourishment. And the vast fields of Holy Scripture, which have so often opened to yield us richest treasures, now seem but an arid and waterless waste. We no longer even know where we stand. In place of peace and light, all is sorrow and darkness.
–Saint Therese of Lisieux (1873-1897)
Complete spiritual dryness…
I was far from getting any consolation. Instead, I suffered complete spiritual dryness, almost as if I were quite forsaken… But that doesn’t upset me. It fills me with great joy. It’s true that I am a long way from being a saint, and this attitude of mine proves it. Instead of the lighting in my spiritual aridity, I have to blame my lack of faith and fervor for it. I should be distressed that I drop off the sleep during my prayers and during my thanksgiving after Communion. But I don’t feel at all distressed. I know that children are just as dear to their parents whether they are asleep or awake and I know that doctors put their patients to sleep before they operate. So I just think that God “knows our frame; remembers that we are dust.”
–Saint Therese of Lisieux (1873-1897)
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