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From sr Genevieve (Celine) to sr Francoise-Therese (Leonie) - September 24, 1933

From sr Genevieve (Celine) to sr Francoise-Therese (Leonie) - September 24, 1933

+ Jesus                                                                Carmel of Lisieux 24th September 1933

Darling little sister,

I’m writing to wish you a happy feast day on the 30th. Time is passing and we won’t celebrate many more such feasts on earth. Yet it will be as God wishes. I for one say, in the words of our little Thérèse, “My desire is no longer for death, but only for God’s will to be accomplished perfectly in my soul,” even if I must live the longest.

It has already been so long since Thérèse took the Veil: 43 years today! She sorely missed our darling father that day who couldn’t attend but that’s all over now. With His divine hand, Jesus dried both her tears and ours, and today our little saint is being proclaimed throughout the diocese! O, what immense wonders God has worked for us! “They surpass our greatest desires.”

Beloved Léonie, what’s your news? Are you well? I thank you for having taken such interest in my health; I was touched. The rheumatism has left my teeth, which I’m not complaining about, but gone to my knees. I’m not sleeping well at night, although my work is not affected. As you know, I’m helping our dear eldest sister with her duties as Provisor. I think about her day and night, especially at night. I lift my heart to heaven and pray for her because on top of the pain, she can’t make a single movement in her bed. At least I can walk about at night, which is soothing. Ah, yes, I’m praying so hard for her! Yet the suffering that she is patiently bearing must be earning her many merits in heaven because our prayers are not being answered. Furthermore, we must not despair because God gives patience. It’s the greatest grace He can grant.

We are currently undertaking major work in the garden. We are dredging the river, which hasn’t been done for one or two hundred years. The water was only 20 cm deep in places. We’ve removed about 200 m3 of mud. It’s not yet finished and the whole garden is in chaos. I don’t like the mess. Still, it will pass, like everything else.

Jeanne is moving. Her house is empty. She’s going to leave for Nogent without delay. Little Marie Clément died in Vanoix from a heart attack. Next time you write, tell me, was it a car accident that Mr Henri Pougheol had?

I send you a kiss, dear little sister, and remind you that I love you with all my heart. Your little Sister

Sr Geneviève of the Holy Face u.c.n

Did Sr Thérèse Pougheol receive my letter?