It's true, I suffer a great deal-but do I suffer well? That is the question. Therese of Lisieux More Quotes by Therese of Lisieux More Quotes From Therese of Lisieux O Jesus! on this day, you have fulfilled all my desires. From now on, near the Eucharist, I shall be able To sacrifice myself in silence, to wait for Heaven in peace. Keeping myself open to the rays of the Divine Host, In this furnace of love, I shall be consumed, And like a seraphim, Lord, I shall love You. Therese of Lisieux sacrificelove-youjesus Look at His adorable face. Look at His glazed and sunken eyes. Look at His wounds. Look Jesus in the Face. There, you will see how He loves us. Therese of Lisieux adorableeyejesus You heard me, only Friend whom I love. To ravish my heart, you became man. You shed your blood, what a supreme mystery!... And you still live for me on the Altar. If I cannot see the brilliance of your Face Or hear your sweet voice, O my God, I can live by your grace, I can rest on your Sacred Heart! Therese of Lisieux heartsweetmen A heart given to God loses none of its natural tenderness; on the contrary, the more pure and divine it becomes, the more such tenderness increases. Therese of Lisieux naturalheartinspirational True charity consists in putting up with all one's neighbors fault's; never being surprised by his weakness, and being inspired by the least of his virtues. Therese of Lisieux weaknesssaintsuffering God would turn the world around to find suffering in order to give it to a soul upon whom He has set His Divine gaze with ineffable love. Therese of Lisieux soulgivingorder I will spend my heaven doing good on earth. Therese of Lisieux earthlifeheaven God has made me desire always what he most wants to give me. Therese of Lisieux desirelovegiving For one pain endured with joy, we shall love the good God more forever. Therese of Lisieux christiangodlove At the time of Holy Communion I sometimes picture my soul under the figure of a little child of three or four years, who at play has got its hair tossed and its clothes soiled. These misfortunes have befallen me in battling with souls. But very soon the Blessed Virgin hastens to my aid: quickly, she takes off my dirty little pinafore, smoothes my hair and adorns it with a pretty ribbon or simply with a little flower... and this suffices to render me pleasing and enables me to sit at the Banquet of Angels without blushing. Therese of Lisieux flowerchildrendirty It has a supernatural grandeur which expands the soul and unites it with God. I say an Our Father or a Hail Mary when I feel so spiritually barren that I cannot summon up a single worth while thought. These two prayers fill me with rapture and feed and satisfy my soul. Therese of Lisieux prayertwofather The great majority of men use their own short-sighted ideas as a yardstick for measuring the divine omnipotence. Therese of Lisieux omnipotencemenideas The splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not rob the little violet of it’s scent nor the daisy of its simple charm. If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness. Therese of Lisieux flowersimplespring The greatest honor God can do a soul is not give it much; but to ask much of it. Therese of Lisieux soulhonorgiving By our little acts of charity practiced in the shade we convert souls far away, we help missionaries, we win for them abundant alms; and by that means build actual dwellings spiritual and material for our Eucharistic Lord. Therese of Lisieux spiritualwinningmean For me, prayer is an upward leap of the heart, an untroubled glance towards heaven, a cry of gratitude and love which I utter from the depths of sorrow as well as from the heights of joy. Therese of Lisieux gratitudeprayerheart The good God would not inspire unattainable desires. Therese of Lisieux unattainabledesireinspire In spite of this trial, which takes all enjoyment from me, I can never the less, cry out, 'Lord, you fill me with joy in all that you do. For is there a joy greater than to suffer for love?' Therese of Lisieux sufferingtrialsjoy How I loved the feasts!.... I especially loved the processions in honor of the Blessed Sacrament. What a joy it was for me to throw flowers beneath the feet of God!... I was never so happy as when I saw my roses touch the sacred Monstrance. Therese of Lisieux flowerblessedfeet Love is nourished only by sacrifices, and the more a soul refuses natural satisfactions, the stronger and more disinterested becomes her tenderness. Therese of Lisieux sacrificegodlove-is
