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In Honour of St Therese of Lisieux
"The splender of the Rose and the whiteness of the Lily do not rob the little voilets of its scentnor the daisy of its simple charm. I realised that if every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loviness and there would be no wild flowers to make the medows gay.
The sun shines equally on cedars and on every tiny flower. In just the same way, God looks after every soul if it had no equal. All is planned for the good of every soul, exactly as the seasons are so arrangedthat the humblest daisy blossoms at the appointed time."
St Theresa of Lisieux
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