May 23, 2025

My Journey to God

Your Little Way, O Little Flower

O St. Théresè, dear simple soul,
How I love your “Little Way.”
For I myself am small and weak,
With resolve that ever strays.

I have desired spiritual heights
And attempted them on my own.
But I tire quickly, trip and fall.
“I can’t do it,” I wearily moan.

Then, with understanding smile,
You came to soothe my soul.
“I have been there, too,” you said,
“Too weak for my holy goals.

“Then God showed me another path
“To holiness and heaven.
“First, admit your weakness,
“Your lack of power over sin.

“Next, do little things with love—
“The tasks you daily do.
“And practice virtue as you go,
“And tell God that He must help you!

“Then believe in His great mercy
“With the pure trust of a child—
“He will lift and hold you in His arms
“Like a Daddy love-beguiled.”
At last, here was a different path
That called for no great feat,
But little acts done with great love,
And to trust God when I’m weak.

So, pray for me, dear St. Théresè,
That God grant me grace and power
To grow in holiness and virtue
Through your Little Way, O Little Flower.

By Natalie Hoefer
 

(Natalie Hoefer is a member of St Monica Parish in Indianapolis and is a reporter for The Criterion.) †

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