The mystery of my vocation, of my entire life, and above all, of the special
graces Jesus has given me, stood revealed. He does not call those who are
worthy, but those He chooses to call. As St. Paul says: "God will have mercy
on whom He will have mercy, so then it is not of him that willeth, nor of
him that runneth, but of God that howeth mercy." (Cf. Rom. 9:15-16). For a
long time I had wondered why God had preferences, why He did not give the
same degree of grace to everyone. I was rather surprised that He should pour
out such extraordinary graces on great sinners like St. Paul, St. Augustine
and so many others, forcing His grace on them, so to speak. I was rather
surprised, too, when reading the lives of the Saints, to find Our Lord
treating certain privileged souls with the greatest tenderness from the
cradle to the grave, removing all obstacles from their upward path to Him,
and preserving the radiance of their baptismal robe from the stains of sin.
Also, I wondered why so many poor savages die without even hearing Our
Lord's name. Jesus chose to enlighten me on this mystery. He opened the book
of nature before me, and I saw that every flower He has created has a beauty
of its own, that the splendor of the rose and the lily's whiteness do not
deprive the violet of its scent nor make less ravishing the daisy's charm.
I saw that if every little flower wished to be a rose, Nature would lose her
spring adornments, and the fields would be no longer enameled with their
varied flowers. So it is in the world of souls, the living garden of the
Lord. It pleases Him to create great Saints, who may be compared with the
lilies or the rose; but He has also created little ones, who must be content
to be daisies or violets, nestling at His feet to delight His eyes when He
should choose to look at them The happier they are to be as He wills, the
more perfect they are. - St. Thèrése