The loveliest materpiece of the heart of God is the love of a Mother.
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The loveliest materpiece of the heart of God is the love of a Mother.
THERESE OF LISIEUXWhose hands are God’s hands, but our hands?
THERESE OF LISIEUXHe does not call those who are worthy, but those whom He wills.
THERESE OF LISIEUXGod would never inspire me with desires which cannot be realized; so in spite of my littleness, I can hope to be a saint.
THERESE OF LISIEUX(Her last words) Oh! I love Him! My God, I love You!
THERESE OF LISIEUXOur Lord needs from us neither great deeds nor profound thoughts. Neither intelligence nor talents. He cherishes simplicity.
THERESE OF LISIEUXI want to shine like a little candle before His altar.
THERESE OF LISIEUXPrayer and sacrifice can touch souls better than words.
THERESE OF LISIEUXLook 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 LISIEUXEach small task of everyday life is part of the total harmony of the universe.
THERESE OF LISIEUXJesus does not demand great actions from us, but simply surrender and gratitude.
THERESE OF LISIEUXI realized that to become a saint one must suffer a great deal, always seek what is best, and forget oneself.
THERESE OF LISIEUXHow happy I am to see myself as imperfect and to be in need of God’s mercy.
THERESE OF LISIEUXLove proves itself by deeds, so how am I to show my love? Great deeds are forbidden me. The only way I can prove my love is by scattering flowers and these flowers are every little sacrifice, every glance and word, and the doing of the least actions for love.
THERESE OF LISIEUXMy whole strength lies in prayer and sacrifice, these are my invincible arms; they can move hearts far better than words, I know it by experience.
THERESE OF LISIEUXA 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.
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