O Eternal Word, my Saviour, You are the Eagle I love and the One who fascinates me. You swept down to this land of exile and suffered and died so that You could bear away every soul and plunge them into the heart of the Blessed Trinity, that inextinguishable furnace of love. You re-entered the splendours of heaven, yet stayed in our vale of tears hidden under the appearance of a white Host so that You can feed me with Your own substance. O Jesus, do not be angry if I tell You that Your love is a mad love…and how can You expect my heart when confronted with this folly, not to soar up to You? How can there be any limit to my trust?
I know that for You the Saints have also been foolish. Because they were eagles they have done great deeds. I am too small to do anything great, and so my folly is to hope that Your love will accept me as its victim; my folly is to rely on the angels and the Saints so that I may fly to You, my adored Eagle, with Your own wings. For as long as You wish, I will stay with my eyes on You. I want to be fascinated by Your gaze. I want to be the prey of Your love. I hope that one day You will swoop down on me, carry me off to the furnace of love, and plunge me into its burning depths so that I can be its ecstatic victim for all eternity.
O Jesus, if only I could tell all little souls of Your immeasurable condescension. I feel that if You found a soul feebler than mine–even though that’s impossible–You would delight in heaping even greater favours on it if it abandoned itself with supreme confidence to Your infinite mercy.
But why do I want to tell the secrets of your love, my Beloved? You alone have taught me them and surely You can reveal them to others. I know You can and I implore You to: I beseech You to cast Your divine glance upon a vast number of little souls. I beg You to choose in this world a multitude of little victims worthy of Your LOVE!!!
(Excerpt from St. Therese’s letter to her older sister, Sister Marie of the Sacred Heart, OCD., The Autobiography of St. Therese of Lisieux, The Story of a Soul, translated by John Beevers, Image Books, 1957)