From sr Genevieve (Celine) to sr Francoise-Therese (Leonie) - August 10, 1926

From sr Genevieve (Celine) to sr Francoise-Therese (Leonie) - August 10, 1926

+ Jesus                                                                 Carmel of Lisieux

                                                                             10th August 1926


Dear little sister,

I thank you for your wishes, which I received early. You were the one to wish me a happy feast day first, and I recognised your heart there. Dearest little sister, how lovely it will be for me to be with you for all eternity.

When I think that, on the 28th of this month, it will have been 49 years since we lost our dear Mother, almost half a century, and about everything that has happened since then, I realise that life really is nothing but a dream.

Yesterday was in fact a dream. A pilgrim group from Czechoslovakia walked here in a procession from the train station, with the bishop leading, followed by a brass band. From inside the monastery, we wondered what it could be. The melodies were gentle and melancholic; they were gypsy tunes. The men were waving little French flags and the women were bringing up the rear in traditional costumes, like gypsies. They had their hands joined together, etc., and were singing without raising their eyes. The procession was just entering the chapel when our doctor turned up to ask after one of our sisters. He was dumbfounded, frozen before this unexpected sight. We hope that this will have done him some good, because unfortunately he doesn’t practice his faith although he’s very thoughtful and devoted. (It’s Dr Loiseul) In the street, people were stunned. And then the town hall went and wrote the pious pilgrims a ticket for having come in a group. It’s a disgrace, but the leader wasn’t ruffled by this at all. The parade was very, very long and dense. Apparently, the people at the town hall made countless calls, but nothing could stop the parade and prayers. Outside the chapel, you could apparently hear people ordering them to disperse. Everything went alright.

Not a day goes by that our Mother doesn’t meet 3 or 4 bishops in the visiting room. We’re looking forward to winter.

And to think that it was only 9 years ago today that I left the enclosure for the 2nd exhumation. It was a prelude to what we’re seeing now, and a timid and sad prelude at that.

I will leave you now, darling Léonie. Your little Céline

Sr Geneviève of the Holy Face u.c.n.