O little Thérčse of the child Jesus, who during your short life on earth became a mirror of angelic purity, of love strong as death, and and of whole-hearted abandonment to God, now that you rejoice in the reward of your virtues, cast a glance of pity on me and listen to my prayer. I leave everything in your hands. Make my troubles your own. Speak a word for me to our Lady Immaculate – to the Queen of Heaven “who smiled on you at dawn of life.” Beg her as Queen of the Heart of Jesus, to obtain for me by her powerful intercession the grace I yearn for so ardently at this moment. And beg her to join with it a blessing that may strengthen me during life, defend me at the hour of death, and lead me to a happy eternity.
“Life is only a dream, soon we shall awaken, and what joy … the greater our sufferings, the more limitless our glory …” (St. Thérčse)
Little Flower show your power every
hour for Jesus’ sake.