I just want to share that, two years ago, I
went to see St. Therese’s remains when it was put
on display in the Carmelite Church.
I went there because I was curious what was
this euphoria about the world’s youngest saint
whose job is to grant people’s wishes?
So I went with friend Lyn and I must admit the
life of the little child, Therese, intrigued me.
It turned out she was a child who wanted to serve
her God more than anything else in the world.
Thus, in every chore that she did: even watering
the plants, she performed it like it was for her master.
Since all her siblings were Carmelite nuns,
she became a nun herself, the youngest (12?) to
be allowed inside the convent. So we’re talking of a
pure “uncorrupted soul”. And then she died.
But she left a journal (suggested reading!)
which contained all her thoughts about God, love
and life. Since then she became the saint who
grants all wishes.
Believe it or not, my wish was granted! Not
because I said a novena but knowing about
her life and reading her works inspired me and made me
more patient and persevering.
According to religious beliefs, St. Theresa
was known as: “The Little Flower”. Whenever you pray to
her for a miracle, she will send you a rose in one
form or another when the miracle has been granted.
You may smell roses, receive a rose by visual means, etc.
REMEMBER to make a wish before you read the
poem. That’s all you have to do. There is nothing attached.
This is a powerful novena. Do not break this, please.
Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive.
There is no cost but a lot of reward. Let’s
continue praying for one another.
Make a wish before you read this poem….(Did
you make a wish?) If you don’t make a wish, it won’t
come true.
May today there be peace within.
May you trust your highest power that you are
exactly where you are meant to be.
May you not forget the infinite possibilities
that are born of faith.
May you use those gifts that you have
received, and pass on the love that has been given to
you. May you be content knowing you are a child of God.
Let this presence settle into our bones, and
allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, and to
bask in the sun.
It is there for each and every one of you.
Thought this was a beautiful prayer and wanted
to share it with you.
