Who sent His Son not to redeem the just but sinners.[1] He wills that I should love Him because He has forgiven me, not much, but everything. Without waiting for me to love Him much, like St. Mary Magdalene, He has made me to know how He had loved me with a preventing and ineffable love, in order that I may now love Him even unto folly!
HIST. D'UNE AME, CH. IV
Walking one day in the garden,
leaning on one of her sisters, Thérèse
paused to enjoy the fascinating sight of
a little white hen sheltering its chickens
beneath its wings. Very soon her eyes
filled with tears, and turning to her dear
companion she said: "I can stay no
longer, let us go in again quickly. . . ."
And in her cell, her tears continued
falling and she could not utter a word.
At last, looking at her sister with an
expression that was quite heavenly, she
said:
- ↑ Luke, v, 32.
