You have heard of me. You have seen my pictures and medals. Perhaps you have even said some prayers in my honor. After all, God has made me known to children as well as to older people. And why? So that I may tell them about the Little Way I followed while on earth, the Little Way that led me to love Him with all my heart. What if I have been dead since September 30, 1897? I still work for God. I still bring Him thousands of souls every day, souls who were afraid of Him at first, afraid of His Will, but now are eager to do everything He asks just because I showed them how to love Him.
I do this work mainly through a book I wrote a short while before I died. This book, The Story of a Soul, was written in French, my native language. Today, however, The Story of a Soul has been translated into thirty-five other languages, and maybe one of the English copies is in your home or at school. I hope so, for this book tells how I became a saint. It will help you to become a saint, too.
When you are older you will read The Story of a Soul. In the meantime, here is another book for you to read. It will tell you about me—a French girl who was called Marie Frances Therese Martin in Baptism and who later received another name: Saint Therese of the Child Jesus and of the Holy Face.
