Catholic saint and nun from France (1798-1856)
Saint Mother Theodore Guerin (Saint Theodora) (2 October 1798 – 15 May 1856), born Anne-Thérèse Guérin, was a Roman Catholic saint of French descent and the foundress of the Sisters of Providence of Saint-Mary-of-the-Woods, Indiana.
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Native Name:
Sainte Théodore Guérin
Alternative Names:
Mother Theodore
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Saint Mother Theodore Guerin
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Mother Theodore Guerin
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Saint Theodora
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Sister St. Theodore
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Theodore Guerin
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Anne-Therese Guerin
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Anne-Therese Guerin (Mother Theodore)
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Anne-Thérèse Guerin
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The most painful sight I saw in New Orleans was the selling of slaves. Every day in the streets at appointed places, negroes and negresses in holiday attire are exposed for this shameful traffic, like the meanest animals at our fairs. This spectacle oppressed my heart. Lo! I said to myself, these Americans, so proud of their liberty, thus make game of the liberty of others. Poor negroes! I would have wished to buy them all that I might say to them, "Go! Bless Providence. You are free!"
The beauty of the forests of Indiana in the rich and lovely month of May surpasses all description. The rivers, swollen by the rains, flow through long lanes of verdure, caressing the islands they seem to carry with them in their course and which look like floating nosegays. The trees raise their straight trunks to the height of more than a hundred and twenty feet and are crowned with tops of admirable beauty. The magnolia, the dog-wood, the catalpa, covered with white flowers, the permed snow of the springtime, intermingle with the delicate green of the other trees.
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Nothing troubled the charm and silence of this solitude. Making the most serious reflections on what we behold, and on our present position, I said to myself: Thus does life also pass away, now calm, now agitated, but at last the end is attained. Happy, ah, thrice happy they who can then look out to the never-ending future with calm and confidence, who can cast themselves on the bosom of God, the Center of our felicity.