LT 141 - To Céline - April 25, 1893

LT 141               From Thérèse to Céline.

April 25, 1893


Carmel, April 25, 1893


Dear Céline,

I am going to tell you a thought that came to me this morning, or rather I am going to share with you the desires of Jesus concern­ing your soul... When I think of you in the presence of the one friend of our souls, it is always simplicity that is presented to me as the distinctive characteristic of your heart... Céline!.. simple little Céline-flower, do not envy garden flowers. Jesus has not said to us: "I am the flower of the gardens, the cultivated rose," but He tells us: "I am the flower of the fields and the Lily of the valleys.” Well, I thought this morning near the Tabernacle, that my Céline, the little flower of Jesus, had to be and to remain always a drop of dew hidden in the divine corolla of the beautiful Lily of the valleys. A drop of dew, what is more simple and more pure? It is not the clouds that have formed it since, when the blue of the sky is star-studded, the dew descends on the flowers; it is not com­parable to the rain that it surpasses in freshness and beauty. Dew exists only at night; as soon as the sun darts its warm rays, it distills the charming pearls that sparkle on the tips of blades of grass in the meadow, and the dew is changed into a light vapor. Céline is a little drop of dew that has not been formed by the clouds but has descended from the beautiful heaven, its homeland. During the night of life, its mission is to hide itself in the heart of the Flower of the fields; no human eye is to discover it there, only the calyx possess­ing the little drop will know its freshness. Blessed little drop of dew that is known only by Jesus!... Do not stop to consider the course of resounding rivers that cause admiration in creatures. Do not even envy the clear brook winding in the meadow. No doubt its murmur is very sweet, but creatures can hear it.. .and then the calyx of the flower of the fields would be unable to contain it. It could not be for Jesus alone. To be His, one must remain little, little like a drop of dew!... Oh! how few are the souls who aspire to remain little in this way! ... "But," they say, "are not the river and the brook more useful than the drop of dew, what does it do? It is good for nothing except to refresh for a few moments a flower of the fields which is today and will have disappeared tomorrow." ... Un­doubtedly these persons are right, the drop of dew is good only for that; but they do not know the wild flower that willed to live on our earth of exile and to remain there during the short night of life. If they did know it, they would understand the reproach that Jesus made in days gone by to Martha.'... Our Beloved has no need of our beautiful thoughts and our dazzling works. If He wants sublime thoughts, does He not have His angels, His legions of heavenly spirits whose knowledge infinitely surpasses that of the greatest geniuses of our sad earth?... It is not, then, intelligence and talents that Jesus has come to seek here below. He became the flower of the fields only in order to show us how much He cherishes simplicity. The Lily of the valley longs only for a little drop of dew.... And it is for this reason He has created one whose name is Céline!. .. During the night of life, she will have to remain hidden from every human glance, but when the shadows begin to lengthen, when the Flower of the fields becomes the Sun of Justice, and when He comes to carry out His giant's race, will He forget His little drop of dew?... Oh, no! as soon as He appears in glory, the companion of His exile will appear there too. The divine Sun will cast on her one of His rays of love, and immediately to the eyes of the dazzled angels and saints will be shown the poor little drop of dew that will sparkle like a precious diamond which, reflecting the Sun of Justice, will have become like Him." But this is not all. The divine Star, gazing at His drop of dew, will draw it to Himself; it will ascend like a light vapor and will go to place itself for eternity in the bosom of the burning furnace of uncreated love," and it will be forever united to Him. Just as on earth it had been the faithful companion of His exile, His insults, in the same way it will reign eternally in heaven....

Into what astonishment will be plunged those who, in this world, had considered the little drop of dew as useless!... No doubt, they will have an excuse: the gift of God had not been revealed to them; they had not brought their heart close to that of the Flower of the fields, and they had not understood those stirring words: "Give me to drink.'" Jesus does not call all souls to be drops of dew; He wills that there be precious liqueurs that creatures appreciate and that con­sole them in their needs, but He keeps for Himself a drop of dew. This is His only desire…     

What a privilege to be called to so lofty a mission!... But to re­spond to it, how simple we must remain.... Jesus knows very well that on earth it is difficult to preserve oneself pure, so He wills that His drops of dew forget themselves. He is pleased to contemplate them, but He alone looks at them, and, as for themselves, not realizing their value, they deem themselves as beneath other creatures... That is what the Lily of the valleys desires. Has the little drop of dew, Céline, understood?.... That is the purpose for which Jesus has created her, but she must not forget her little sister. She must obtain for her the favor of realizing what Jesus made her under­stand, so that one day the same Ray of love may distill the two drops of dew, and that together, after having been only one on earth, they may be united for eternity in the bosom of the divine Sun.

Thérèse of the Child Jesus of the Holy Face rel. carm. ind.


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