A detail of a mosaic from the Lady altar in St. Michael's Cathedral.
If it is Your will that throughout my whole life, I would feel a repugnance to suffering and humiliation, or [if it is your will to] permit all the flowers of my desires and good will to fall to the ground without producing any fruit, I shall not be disturbed. In the twinkling of an eye, at the moment of death, You will cause rich fruits to ripen on the tree of my soul.
- St. Therese of the Child Jesus
flores apparuerunt in terra, tempus putationis advenit, vox turturis audita est in terra nostra...
ReplyDeletecapite nobis vulpes, vulpes parvulas quae demoliuntur vineas, nam vinea nostra floruit.