St. Therese - Little Rose Queen

O Little Flower!
Even now I hear the ringing of bells and angelic applause which greeted your arrival at the narrow gate.
In your little way you slipped right through the eye of the needle with a childlike grace.
Plucked from the world in the tenderness of your youth, a flower in full bloom, petals raised to the Son, the odor of your sanctity reaches us still. A shower of roses...a heavenly bouquet. We ask for your intercession and help. May we learn from you, St. Therese, that little acts done with great love are more pleasing to the Father than great acts done with little love. Pray for us, that when we pass into eternity, we, too, may slip easily through the narrow gate.