Holy Communion

From Thoughts of Saint Therese:  The Little Flower of Jesus, Carmelite of the Monastery of Lisieux, 1873-1897, Tan Books and Publishers, Inc., Rockford, IL  61105

     How sweet it was, the first kiss of Jesus to my soul!  Yes, it was a kiss of Love.  I felt I was loved, and I too said:  "I love Thee, I give myself to Thee forever!"  Jesus asked nothing of me, demanded no sacrifice.  Already for a long time past, He and the little Therese had watched and understood one another ... That day our meeting was no longer a simple look but a fusion.  No longer were we two:  Therese had disappeared as the drop of water which loses itself in the depths of the ocean, Jesus alone remained; the Master, the King!  Had not Therese begged Him to take away from from her, her liberty?  That liberty made her afraid; so weak, so fragile did she feel herself that she longed to be united forever to Divine Strength. 

                                                                      (p. 129).  Story of a Soul, Ch. IV

     What shall I say of my thanksgivings after Holy Communion?  There are no moments in which I feel less consolation.  And is not this very natural, seeing that my desire is to receive Our Lord's visit, not for my own satisfaction, but solely for His pleasure.
    I imagine my soul to be as a plot of waste ground and beg the Blessed Virgin to remove from it all the rubbish -- meaning its imperfections; then I beseech her to erect thereon, a vast canopy worthy of Heaven and to decorate it with her own treasures, and I invite all the Angels and Saints to come and sing canticles of love.  It seems to me then that Jesus is pleased to see Himself so magnificently received; and I, I share His joy.  All this does not hinder distractions and sleep from molesting me; therefore it not rarely happens that I resolve to continue my thanksgiving all the day long, since I have made it so badly in the Choir. 

                                                             (pp. 130-131). Story of a Soul, Ch. VIII

     The demon, traitor that he is, knows well that he cannot make a soul who wills to belong wholly to the good God commit sin; therefore he endeavors only to persuade her that she sins.  That is a great deal gained, but it is not yet enough to satisfy his rage ... he aims at something further, he wants to deprive Jesus of a loved tabernacle.  Not being able himself to enter into this sanctuary he wishes that it may at least remain empty and without its Lord.  Alas!  what will become of this poor heart?... When the devil has succeeded in driving away a soul from Holy Communion he has gained his ends, and Jesus weeps ... 
                                            (pp. 131-132). I Letter to her Cousin Marie Guerin

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