From sr Francoise-Therese (Leonie) to Mother Agnes of Jesus – May 8, 1939

From Sr Francoise-Therese (Leonie) to Mother Agnes of Jesus – May 8th 1939

V + J! From our Caen monastery this 8th May 1939 


Darling little Mamma,

What sweet, beloved, and glorious anniversaries these are! It has been fifty years since your profession and our angelic Thérèse’s 1st Communion. Since she was proclaimed a saint on 17th May 1925, fourteen years have already gone by! From the moment our divine Mother smiled at her dearest and very privileged child, our family has been flooded with exceptional graces! So while my Communion this morning was naturally for my much-loved little Mother, my boundless gratitude was directed to God for granting us so many choice blessings.

Please tell me how long you have been prioress. It has been at least forty years, hasn’t it? I was overjoyed with the portraits you sent me of our revered Pontiffs and sweet Jesus, the true Good Shepherd. His reign continues through these Vicars of Christ, for there’s not one more saintly than the other. It’s a delightful idea to link our venerated Pius XI to his Star! I understand why you are making a book on the subject. It will definitely be a success. You will give us one, won’t you, doting Mamma?

I don’t know anything else about the Bigard ladies other than what I told you, darling Céline. They were from a good middle-class background, and very pleasant, but bold, as the nature of their apostolic work demanded. We weren’t going to be caught out twice. They were after some old buttons. Miss Jeanne Bigard must have been about thirty. She might well be raised to the altars one day. She certainly deserves it. We don’t know whether the ladies’ portraits are on sale in town.

Our dear Mother is standing down on the 20th. What a bitter sacrifice! We love her and owe her ever so much. “God alone knows His elect”. Pray that we might become very holy and very spiritual. She expects this of us. A missionary and cousin to one of our Sisters is urgently asking the Patroness of Missions for a route that will quickly lead him to the hearts of the poor souls he is trying to save. He’s somewhere of Africa, in the middle of the bush.

From your little visitandine, who is always in perfect union with you

Sr Françoise-Thérèse