


For someone who was trying to overcome her own scrupulous habits, this was confusing, disheartening, and embittering. She calls herself the greatest of sinners and simultaneously confesses agonizing over things that aren’t even sinful. She mentions struggles, but all I saw were (at worst) inconveniences, and I started to believe that she had no experience of real pain and suffering. I found almost nothing relatable in her story as she told it, and I even began to resent her.

I wanted to learn all I could about her and read her autobiography, The Story of a Soul.Īnd I really struggled with it. When I learned that she also suffered from scrupulosity, I saw a divinely ordained friendship in the making. Naturally, there was a part of me that wanted to jump on the St. It seems like most Catholics fall into one of two categories: those who find her talk of flowers and sentimentality off-putting and those who once found her off-putting but are now passionately devoted to her. Thérèse, but after, she is now their favorite saint, best friend, and the namesake of their child. The latter group will tell you (as I am about to) that, for a long time, they didn’t really get St. She’s famous for her “little way” of holiness, her childlike trust in God, and (of course) her roses. Thérèse is one of the most well-known saints in the Catholic Church.
