At the hour of death, in the twinkling of an eye, he will cause rich fruits to ripen on the tree of your soul. -St. Therese of Lisieux

Twinkling of an eye

At the hour of death, in the twinkling of an eye, he will cause rich fruits to ripen on the tree of your soul. -St. Therese of Lisieux

Indeed the life of a good religious man is a cross, but it is a cross that conducts him to Paradise. -St. Therese of Lisieux

To paradise

Indeed the life of a good religious man is a cross, but it is a cross that conducts him to Paradise. -St. Therese of Lisieux

Many people say, "I don't have the courage to make this sacrifice." Let them do what I did: exert a great effort. God never refuses that first grace which gives one the courage to act; afterwards the heart is strengthened.

Courage to Act

Many people say, “I don’t have the courage to make this sacrifice.” Let them do what I did: exert a great effort. God never refuses that first grace which gives one the courage to act; afterwards the heart is strengthened. -St. Therese of Lisieux

I am but a weak and helpless child, yet it is my very weakness which makes me dare to offer myself, O Jesus, as victim to Thy Love. -St. Therese of Lisieux

Dare to offer

I am but a weak and helpless child, yet it is my very weakness which makes me dare to offer myself, O Jesus, as victim to Thy Love. -St. Therese of Lisieux

O my God, my eternal Love, my whole Good, and never-ending Happiness, I desire to reserve nothing to myself, but freely and most willingly to sacrifice myself and all that is mine to Thee. -St. Therese of Lisieux

My Eternal Love

O my God, my eternal Love, my whole Good, and never-ending Happiness, I desire to reserve nothing to myself, but freely and most willingly to sacrifice myself and all that is mine to Thee. -St. Therese of Lisieux

Since we see the way, let's run together. -St. Therese of Lisieux

Let’s run together

Since we see the way, let’s run together. -St. Therese of Lisieux

Pain lifted up to Him, is pain no more: Joy casts aside the weeds that sorrow wore. -St. Therese of Lisieux

Pain no more

Pain lifted up to Him, is pain no more: Joy casts aside the weeds that sorrow wore. -St. Therese of Lisieux