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The Living Flame of Love by St. John of the Cross O living flame of Love That tenderly wounds my soul in its deepest center! Since now You are not oppressive, Now perfect me if it be your will: Tear through the veil of this sweet encounter! O sweet cautery,...
February brings us the beautiful feast day of Our Lady of Lourdes…..do you know how this feast is connected with Mother Luisita?
Most people who know of St. Therese, “The Little Flower,” are acquainted with the popular image of a young Carmelite nun, standing bathed in a heavenly light, with a serene smile, holding a crucifix surrounded by cascading roses.
Religious life is a supernatural life of faith that is expressed in the very real, very concrete details of daily life. Learning all the customs and procedures, the hows and whens of accomplishing even the simplest tasks in a new way, can feel daunting.
We rail against a broken health-care system, but people need to see what good care actually looks like. We need to offer a solution, not just point to a problem. Santa Teresita is a special, sacred place.
“What did you go out to the wilderness to see?” (Matthew 11:7) These were Jesus’ words to the crowd. For many years the desert had become a place of encounter.
We sisters are often asked to explain what our life as consecrated women is like. Each time I am asked to do this, the same question
lingers in my mind. How can I explain the in-explainable? Human words can never explain supernatural realities.
“Lord, open my lips and my mouth will proclaim your praise.” (Psalm 51:15)
These words ring out in the chapel, breaking the silence of the early morning. It is still dark outside and our community of sisters, albeit still a bit bleary-eyed, has gathered to begin the day singing the Divine Office.
May is the month traditionally dedicated to Our Blessed Mother. As part of our May traditions, Catholics around the world may celebrate Mary in a special way by having a “May Crowning”.
Often when I introduce myself, people seem surprised. “I thought Carmelites were cloistered?” Occasionally there is a slight tone of suspicion in their voice, as if maybe we were escapees or something. I am always prompt to clarify things for them.