Sometimes I find myself saying to the Holy Virgin: "Do you know, O cherished Mother, that I think myself more fortunate than you? I have you for Mother and you have not, like me, the Blessed Virgin to love. . . . You are, it is true, the Mother of Jesus, but you have given Him to me, and He, from the cross gave you to us as our Mother, so we are richer than you. Of old it was your desire that you might be the little handmaiden of the Mother of God; and I, poor little creature, I am, not your servant, but your child: you are the Mother of Jesus and you are my Mother."
XIII LETTER TO HER SISTER CÉLINE
O Mary, if I were Queen of Heaven
and thou wert Thérèse, I fain would be
Thérèse to see thee Queen of Heaven!
8 September, 1897.
Last words written by Sister Thérèse
of the Child Jesus.
