I spent a good day at the kitchen stove. Even though I didn’t go into ecstasy while holding the saucepan handle like Saint Teresa, yet I believed the Master’s presence was there among us, and deep within myself I adored him whom Magdalene had met in the veil of his humanity.
Blessed Elizabeth of the Trinity (1880–1906)
Stories from the Kitchen Stove
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