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Poetry from St. Therese of the Child Jesus

Sr. JosephMary f.t.i. — Tue, 30 Sep 2008 19:00:39 +0000

Ave Maria Meditations

October 1st: St. Therese of the Child Jesus

Heaven for Me!

written June 7th, 1896

To bear the exile of this valley of tears
I need the glance of my Divine Savior.
This glance full of love has revealed its charms to me.
It has made sense of the happiness of Heaven.
My Jesus smiles at me when I sigh to Him.
Then I no longer feel my trial of faith.
My God’s glance, His ravishing smile,
That is Heaven for me!

Heaven for me is to be able to draw down on souls
On the Church my mother and on all my sisters
Jesus’ graces and His Divine Flames
That can enkindle and rejoice hearts.
I can obtain everything when mysteriously
I speak heart to Heart with my Divine King.
That sweet prayer so near the Sanctuary,
That is Heaven for me!

Heaven for me is hidden in a little Host
Where Jesus, my Spouse, is veiled for love.
I go to that Divine Furnace to draw out life,
And there my Sweet Savior listens to me night and day.
“Oh! What a happy moment when in Your tenderness
You come, my Beloved, to transform me into Yourself.
That union of love, that ineffable intoxication,
That is Heaven for me!

Heaven for me is feeling within myself the resemblance
Of the God who created me with His Powerful Breath.
Heaven for me is remaining always in His Presence,
Calling Him my Father and being His child.
In His Divine arms, I don’t fear the storm.
Total abandonment is my only law.
Sleeping on His Heart, right next to His face,
That is Heaven for me!

I’ve found my Heaven in the Blessed Trinity
That dwells in my heart, my prisoner of love.
There, contemplating my God, I fearlessly tell Him
That I want to serve Him and love Him forever.
Heaven for me is smiling at this God Whom I adore
When He wants to hide to try my faith.
To suffer while waiting for Him to look at me again
That is Heaven for me!

Song of Gratitude to Our Lady of Mount Carmel

By St. Therese of Lisieux— July 16, 1894

From the first moments of my life,

You took me in your arms.

Ever since that day, dear Mother,

You’ve protected me here below.

To preserve my innocence,

You placed me in a soft nest.

You watched over my childhood

In the shade of a holy cloister.

Later, in the days of my youth,

I heard Jesus’ call!?

In your ineffable tenderness,

You showed Carmel to me.

“Come, my child, be generous,”

You sweetly said to me.

“Near me, you’ll be happy,

Come sacrifice yourself for your Savior.”

Close to you, 0 my loving Mother!

I’ve found rest for my heart.

I want nothing more on earth.

Jesus alone is all my happiness.

If sometimes I feel sadness

And fear coming to assail me,

Always supporting me in my weakness,

Mother, you deign to bless me.

Grant that I may be faithful

To my divine Spouse Jesus.

One day may his sweet voice call me

To flyaway among the elect.

Then, no more exile, no more suffering.

In Heaven I’ll keep repeating

The song of my gratitude,

Lovable Queen of Carmel!

My Song for Today

(written June 1, 1894)

My life is but an instant, a passing hour.
My life is but a day that escapes and flies away.
O my God! You know that to love you on earth
I only have today!…

Oh, I love you, Jesus! My soul yearns for you.
For just one day remain my sweet support.
Come reign in my heart, give me your smile
Just for today!

Lord, what does it matter if the future is gloomy?
To pray for tomorrow, oh no, I cannot!…
Keep my heart pure, cover me with your shadow
Just for today.

If I think about tomorrow, I fear my fickleness.
I feel sadness and worry rising up in my heart.
But I’m willing, my God, to accept trial and suffering
Just for today.

O Divine Pilot! whose hand guides me.
I’m soon to see you on the eternal shore.
Guide my little boat over the stormy waves in peace
Just for today.

Ah! Lord, let me hide in your Face.
There I’ll no longer hear the world’s vain noise.
Give me your love, keep me in your grace
Just for today.

Near your divine Heart, I forget all passing things.
I no longer dread the fears of the night.
Ah! Jesus, give me a place in your Heart
Just for today.

Deign to unite me to you, Holy and sacred Vine,
And my weak branch will give you its fruit,
And I’ll be able to offer you a cluster of golden grapes
Lord, from today on.

I’ve just this fleeting day to form
This cluster of love, whose seeds are souls.
Ah! give me, Jesus, the fire of an Apostle
Just for today.

O Immaculate Virgin! You ware my Sweet Star
Giving Jesus to me and uniting me to Him.
O Mother! Let me rest under your veil
Just for today.

My Holy Guardian Angel, cover me with your wing.
With your fire light the road that I’m taking.
Come direct my steps… help me, I call upon you
Just for today.

Lord, I want to see you without veils, without clouds,
But still exiled, far from you, I languish.
May your lovable face not be hidden from me
Just for today.

Soon I’ll fly away to speak your praises
When the day without sunset will dawn on my soul.
Then I’ll sing on the Angels’ lyre
The Eternal Today!…

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The Dry Wood – Hilda Nicolosi – Christ The King

apostolate — Sat, 22 Nov 2008 19:55:48 +0000

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Prayer Honoring Christ The King

Jesus, you are my highest Authority.
Jesus, you are my most beloved King.
Jesus, you are my most holy and just Judge.
Jesus, you are my merciful Savior.
Jesus, you are my most worthy Priest.
Jesus, you are my risen and blessed Lord.
Jesus, you are my mighty Warrior.
Jesus, you are my enduring Peace.
Jesus, you are my Eternal Shepherd.
Jesus, you are my precious Lamb.
Jesus, you are my perfect Word.
Jesus, you are my resplendent Truth.

Jesus, you are my purest Love.
Jesus, you are my most gracious Giver.
Jesus, you are my only Reality.
Jesus, you are my ineffable Beauty.
Jesus, you are my epitome of Order.

Jesus, you are my Divine Physician.
If I can but touch the hem of Your
Garment, your holy sandal,
Or the edge of your Cross, I shall be healed.
In mind, body and in spirit.

Jesus, you are truly I AM, and I love thee
And cherish thee more than my own life.
All that you have entrusted to me I surrender to thee
To be disposed of according to thy Holy Will.
To thee I do render my memory, my will,
My understanding.

Of all the fears of human life, my greatest fear
Is ever to be separated from Thee.
With confidence in Mary, your most Beloved Mother,
And Joseph, your most Benevolent Father,
May I be with you now and forever.

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The Reed of God

Sr. JosephMary f.t.i. — Wed, 06 May 2009 20:00:17 +0000

Ave Maria Meditations

I am your reed, sweet shepherd, glad to be.

Now, if you will, breathe out your joy in me

And make bright song.

Or fill me with the soft moan of your love

When your delight has failed to call or move

The flock from wrong.

Make children’s songs, or any songs to fill

Your reed with breath of life; but at your will

Lay down the flute,

And take repose, while music infinite

Is silence in your heart; and laid on it

Your reed is mute.

There is an emptiness like the hollow of a reed, the narrow riftless emptiness which can only have one destiny: to receive the piper’s breath and to utter the song that is in his heart..

She had nothing to give Him but herself. He asked for nothing else.

Our Lady said yes!

(Some musings of Caryll Houselander)

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The Dry Wood – Hilda Nicolosi – Christ The King

apostolate — Sun, 22 Nov 2009 03:21:43 +0000

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Prayer Honoring Christ The King

Jesus, you are my mighty Warrior.
Jesus, you are my enduring Peace.
Jesus, you are my Eternal Shepherd.
Jesus, you are my precious Lamb.

Jesus, you are my perfect Word.
Jesus, you are my resplendent Truth.
Jesus, you are my purest Love.
Jesus, you are my only Reality.
Jesus, you are my ineffable Beauty.
Jesus, you are my epitome of Order.

Jesus, you are my Divine Physician.
If I can but touch the hem of your garment,
Your holy sandal, or the edge of your Cross,
I shall be healed.

Jesus, you are truly I AM, and I love you
With my whole heart, mind and spirit.
I love you and cherish you more than my own life.
All that you have entrusted to me I surrender to thee
To be disposed of according to thy Holy Will.
To you do I render my memory, my will, my understanding.
My greatest fear is ever to be separated from Thee.
With the loving prayers of Mary, your most glorious Mother, and
Joseph, your most benevolent Father
May I be with you living and in eternal life.

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Bethlehem, House of Bread, Advent Reflection – Br. Gabriel

apostolate — Mon, 05 Dec 2022 17:23:55 +0000

Ave Maria!

Br. Gabriel gives the talks for the December First Saturday, which is also our Advent Day of Reflection, titled “Bethlehem, House of Bread”, where he combines the theme of the Eucharist with the coming of Christ at Christmas in his own poem and them reflects on it line by line.

Poem

1. I thank you, Lord, with all my heart, My Eucharistic Friend
You promised you would not depart, Right up to the end
2. You wait for us both day and night, When men have all gone home
When only candles flicker bright, You wait there all alone
3. A prisoner of love divine, In walls of gold detained
Only during Communion time, You’re freed and uncontained
4. Only God could so invent, This way to demonstrate
So gentle and benevolent, Love so affectionate
5. This is my body given up, For you to all partake
My blood poured out for you to drink, My cup your thirst to slake
6. Your birth took place in Bethlehem, A town called House of Bread
A prophecy which now as then, Reveals now how we’re fed.
7. A manger too; a feeding trough, Is where you chose to rest
On this bed and in this croft, Our Host becomes our guest
8. Your flesh indeed would be our food; Your Blood would be our drink
Your cradle and your Cross of wood, Is told with pen and ink
9. The Father wanted all along, To give us God the Son
Christ’s gift of self began in song, At the brook of Kedron.
10. Eden’s test we failed to meet, And death had entered in
The new command is now to eat, The Bread come down from Heaven
11. Earnestly have I desired, To eat this Pasch with you
I’ve come to cast on earth a fire, And kindle hearts anew
12. The Manna which our Fathers ate, Foreshadowed Bread to come
Eternal life will be our fate, If we partake of some.
13. Like the snow from up above, Christ came down to us
Purest white just like a dove, We say Merry Christmas
14. We shall not forget to think, Nor sing her praise who said
“Son, they have no wine to drink”, These grapes must now be tread.
15. Three measures of the finest flour, This faithful woman kneads
And takes this loaf from out the fire, And all her children feeds
16. Drawing close to Christmas time, We tell all the youth
For this reason Christ was born, To witness to the truth
17. Everyday is Christmas Day, At every Eucharist
Jesus always wants to stay, And as our food consist
18. What should we all learn from this, If not how love was shown
This great Sacrament confess, And how this wheat was sown.

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Also on YouTube: https://youtu.be/ZeS6WYXxSKU

Playlist on this event and other Marian Days: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZeS6WYXxSKU&list=PLejh_e0-LN4xsZ1g-7fXXFCH22CWA6mfK

– CONF 590

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