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u  be lost today… Jesus, pardon me if I say anything I    You live in poverty, wanting nothing more.
        should not say. I only want to give you joy and to con-  No rapture, miracle or ecstasy
        sole you”. [48] This now leads us to consider another   Embellish your life, O Queen of the Elect!…
        aspect of the breath of fresh air that is the message of   The number of little ones on earth is truly great.
        Saint Therese of the Child Jesus and the Holy Face.    They can raise their eyes to you without trembling.
                                                               It’s by the ordinary way, incomparable Mother,
           The greatest love in supreme simplicity             That you like to walk to guide them to heaven”.
            At the end of the Story of a Soul, Therese pre-    In the heart of the Church, I shall be Love
        sents us with her Act of Oblation to Merciful Love.      From Saint Teresa of Avila, Therese inherited a
        Once she surrendered completely to the working of    great love for the Church and was able to plumb the
        the Spirit, she received, quietly and unobtrusively,   depths of this mystery. We see this in her discovery
        an  abundant  outpouring  of  living  water:  “rivers,  or   of the “heart of the Church”. In a lengthy prayer to
        better, the oceans of graces that flooded my soul”.   Jesus, written on September 8, 1896, the sixth anni-
        [59] This is the mystical life that, apart from any extra-  versary of her religious profession, the saint confided
        ordinary phenomena, offers itself to all the faithful as   to the Lord that she felt driven by an immense desire,
        a daily experience of love.                          a passion for the Gospel that no vocation, by itself,
            Therese practised charity in littleness, in the sim-  could satisfy. And so, in seeking her “place” in the
        plest things of daily life, and she did so in the com-  Church, she turned to chapters 12 and 13 of the First
        pany  of  the  Virgin  Mary,  from  whom  she  learned   Letter of Saint Paul to the Corinthians.
        that “to love is to give everything. It’s to give one-   There, in Chapter 12, the apostle employs the
        self”. While preachers in those days often celebrated   metaphor of the body and its members to explain
        Mary’s grandeur in ways that made her seem far re-   that the Church embraces a great variety of hierarch-
        moved  from  us,  Therese  showed,  starting  with  the   ically ordered charisms. Yet this description was not
        Gospel, that Mary is the greatest in the kingdom of   enough for Therese. She continued her search and
        heaven because she is the least (cf. Mt 18:4), the one   read the “hymn to charity” in Chapter 13. There she
        closest to Jesus in his abasement. She saw that, if   came upon the eminent answer to her question, and
        the apocrypha are full of striking and amazing feats,   wrote this memorable page:
        the Gospels show us a lowly and poor life lived in the
        simplicity of faith. Jesus himself wanted Mary to be     “Considering the mystical body of the Church I
        the example of a soul that seeks him with a simple   had not recognized myself in any of the members
        faith. Mary was the first to experience the “little way”   described by Saint Paul, or rather I desired to see
        in pure faith and humility. Consequently, Therese did   myself in them all. Charity gave me the key to my
        not hesitate to write:                               vocation. I understood that if the Church had a body
                                                             composed of different members, the most necessary
          “Mother full of grace, I know that in Nazareth     and most noble of all could not be lacking to it, and
                                                                                     so I understood that the
                                                                                     Church  had  a  Heart,  and
                                                                                     that this Heart was burning
                                                                                     with  love.  I  understood  it
                                                                                     was  love  alone  that  made
                                                                                     the Church’s members act,
                                                                                     that if Love ever  became
                                                                                     extinct,  apostles  would
                                                                                     not preach the Gospel and
                                                                                     martyrs  would  not  shed
                                                                                     their blood.
                                                                                         “I understood that Love
                                                                                     comprised  all  vocations,
                                                                                     that  love  was  everything,
                                                                                     that it embraced all times
                                                                                     and  places…  in  a  word:
                                                                                     that it was eternal! Then, in
                                                                                     the excess of my delirious
                                                                                     joy, I cried out: O Jesus,
                                                                                     my Love... my vocation, at
                                                                                     last I have found it… my
                                                                                     vocation  is  Love!  Yes,  I
                “Thérèse leaves roses on the first steps of the Infant Jesus.” Watercolour   have found my place in the
                by Marie du Saint-Esprit, reproducing a painting by Pascal Blanchard.

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