From Mother Agnes of Jesus to Sr Françoise-Therese (Leonie) – November 21, 1920

From Mother Agnes of Jesus to Sr Françoise-Therese (Leonie) – November 21, 1920


Jesus +                                                                                                                                      21st November 1920

Beloved little sister,

As we renewed our vows this morning, I thought of you and I felt so happy to know you belong to God like us! How very privileged we are! Only I’m sorry your last letter got lost. We haven’t yet received it!

Still, tell us again what you wanted to say and offer this thorn up to God, who allowed it to get lost. I find that many things detach us from earth. I find it more and more.

Do pray that, over the coming days, no accidents befall the workers as they lay the stones of the facade. Three were almost killed last week! They still can’t explain the protection that they were given. The work is well underway and the stones (8 to 9) that we’re going to lay now weigh 5000 kilos!

The Congregation (the second on Thérèse’s virtues) in Rome will take place on 25th January. The Blessed Sacrament will be exposed all morning, but we’ll come back to that another time.

I hope that the last Congregation will take place in June, and that little Thérèse will be declared Venerable at that time. We can’t hope for it any sooner. And then there’ll be the Process on her miracles, or rather, the Congregations on her miracles, and then the beatification in 1923. I tell you this over and over again! But that’s a good thing, isn’t it? It’s a heavenly thing, one that makes us praise God!

Goodbye, beloved little sister. I pray that Advent won’t seem too long, that Jesus will walk towards you and press you to His Heart, and that He will do the same for our entire “brood”, which He has protected so well!

We are in good health.

Your little sister and Mamma

Sr Agnes of Jesus


Did I reply to your last letter? It’s already old now. Oh, how pleased I was to see your desire for humility! Should you be left with nothing but this desire, well, always desire this treasure of peace. It’s already being at peace and being humble and, in a certain way, hidden that pleases God.

From now on send your letters to Miss Castel at Les Buissonnets, and we’ll go from there, or else to Jeanne, but that will oblige you to write to her, and that’s irksome.