From sr Genevieve (Celine) to sr Francoise-Therese (Leonie) - July 2, 1929

From sr Genevieve (Celine) to sr Francoise-Therese (Leonie) - July 2, 1929   

+ Jesus                                                                 Carmel of Lisieux

                                                                             2nd July 1929   


Dear little sister,

How can I celebrate 2nd July without thinking of our dear Visitation in Caen and our beloved Léonie? God has been so good to us to take all of us into His service, and into these blessed Houses where we’re sheltered during our time in exile here below, though this exile can’t last for much longer now.

Dear Léonie, what was I saying? Ah, I don’t want to forget you and I’ll begin by saying that you were very much in my thoughts on 3rd June. I took Communion for you.

Now I shall pick up where I left off. Here I am seeing to Alençon again! It is the Pavilion that is currently my major concern. You know that it is ours. Our dear friends the Huffers gave it to us, for we wouldn’t have been able to afford the expense otherwise. You see, the owners took advantage.

Mr Mazon, the architect, has asked me whether the pine tree at the end has always been there. There is a great big pine tree there. The only thing we can remember is the walnut tree that Papa planted, and which we want to keep at all costs. There’s also a large lime tree at the end of the wall, running along it, but we only remember the walnut tree.

I’ll convert the ground floor of the pavilion into a little museum. It will house Papa’s fishing lines and tackle bag, his straw armchair (from the Belvedere) and the large straw settee that was at the pavilion. The guardian will occupy the two little bedrooms. At the entrance, we’ll have a small building for the portress. We think that two elderly ladies could live there, or one lady and her maid or an elderly couple (with no children). It will be very small, like in a boat, but very comfortable, with water, electricity, etc., so that it will attract people of a certain standing, as at Les Buissonnets.

The front door will be increased by half in size, with a railing to separate incomers and outcomers. In the middle of the garden, there’ll also be a statue of Thérèse, and at the end, an alcove with the Virgin of the Smile in it. Pilgrims will be able to come and go freely, following the paths. The small museum won’t be accessible. The inside will be visible from an iron gate and through the window panes. We’ll put a statue of our little saint in a standing position on the little stone parapet on the street.

All in all, it represents a great deal of work once again. Each time, I hope that it will be the last and that afterwards I’ll see the wood of the spool. Right now, I can’t see it and I don’t know how much thread there is left to unravel.

Goodbye, darling Léonie. I send you all my love.

Your little sister

Sr Geneviève of the Holy Face