I waved the white flag last month, admitting that the heat of summer had gotten the best of me. We endured a couple more weeks of unseemly heat. I wanted so much to just hide in the cool recesses of the air conditioned house.
And then it changed. Glorious, wonderful, sweet cooler temps. Oh, Fall, you are my favorite!
"How shall I show my love is proved by deeds? Well - the little child will strew flowers...she will embalm the Divine Throne with their fragrance, will sing with silvery voice the canticle of love.
Yes, my Beloved, it is thus that my life's brief day shall be spent before Thee. No other means have I of proving my love than to strew flowers; that is, to let no little sacrifice escape me, not a look, not a word, to avail of the very least actions and do them for Love. I wish to suffer for Love's sake and for Love's sake even to rejoice; thus shall I strew flowers. Not one shall I find without shedding its petals for Thee...and then I will sing, I will always sing, even if I must gather my roses in the very midst of thorns - and the longer and sharper the thorns the sweeter shall be my song."
Story of A Soul, Chapter XI
St. Therese Lisieux