i love this part in St. Therese's book because i sometimes feel this way..it's so encouraging that the Saints dealt with things we deal with..
"...i used to work on in silence until the sewing class was over, and then, as nobody took much notice of me, i went into the tribune of the chapel until father came for me. here, in the silence, i found my one consolation: Jesus, my only friend. i could not open my heart to anyone else; conversations with other people - even about heavenly things - seemed tedious. it is true that my loneliness used to sadden me for a while, and i remember how often i would say that line from a beautiful poem Father used to recite: "the world is but a ship and not thy home"; young as i was, these words encouraged me, and although so many of my childish dreams have faded with the years, the symbol of a ship still charms me and makes my exile easier to bear. does not the Bood of Wisdom say: "life is like a ship that passeth through the waves: when it is gone, the trace thereof cannot be found" (Wis. 5:10) when i think about these things, i seem to look into infinity, to reach the eternal shore where Jesus embraces me. i can see Mary coming to meet me with Mother and Father and those four tiny angels, our brothers and sisters"
2008/09/04
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