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From sr Genevieve (Celine) to sr Francoise-Therese (Leonie) - September 26, 1935

From sr Genevieve (Celine) to sr Francoise-Therese (Leonie) - September 26, 1935

J. + M.

P.C.                                                                                 Carmel of Lisieux 26th September 1935

Beloved little sister,

I’m writing to wish you a happy feast day on the 30th. May our darling Saint shower you in graces. Oh, she cannot possibly refuse to be near us on that day, and may she ensure that our souls please Jesus in every way.

If only you knew how much food for thought our dear eldest sister’s condition gives me. I can’t imagine that Thérèse can be indifferent to it because she was very upset when she saw her begin growing frailer. And if she feels upset now and doesn’t cure her, it is because it is in Sr Marie of the S.H.’s interest to endure her helpless state to the end, even though it is so contrary to her independent nature. “I shall prepare a place for you,” said Jesus to His disciples. Well, He is preparing that place and, in everything that befalls us, we must recognise the means through which He is preparing it. These means vary for each of us, but are the best ones for us, we can be sure of that.

Little Léonie, in the run-up to the 30th each year, I read the Office and Mass that were written for our Saint. I am meditating them carefully and I have been particularly struck by certain passages, and have wept several times.

Oh, it’s so comforting! To think that one day, “we’ll be lavished with affection”! Lavished! We’ll receive it in abundance, and we’ll no longer thirst. Come now, we have just a bit longer to live in exile, deprived of affection, deprived of the preferential love that creatures sometimes show one another, and deprived of the sympathy of those around us. (Written by Mother Agnes of Jesus in the margin: “In the figurative sense, you know, little sister, because Céline is dearly loved here.”) Take heart; soon we’ll be cradled on God’s knees, and “lavished with affection.”

At that moment, all the tears that little Léonie’s beautiful blue eyes have shed will be dried and she won’t regret having suffered or waited a long time to be cradled.

The other day, on the 24th, the anniversary of our Angel’s Reception of the Veil, I went to morning prayers as usual. As I was walking through the cloisters, I saw a little fiery dot in the sky. It was the moon setting, and I remembered that, like little Thérèse, my name was written in heaven.

Yours is there, too, beloved little sister, as are all of ours. Our place is reserved, labelled, and won’t be taken away from us. Yet what bliss it will be when we’ll be invited to sit there!

I send you all my love.

Sr Geneviève of the Holy Face

P.S. Fr Mayeul came to see us. He was very pleasant, and our Mother says that this was to make us forget what happened.