February 19th 1937 – Chateau C…

“You can’t come to receive Me for these three days that you are spending so far from any church. But I’ll meet you. Every morning when you awaken I’ll have an appointment with you.”

The next morning I was going to forget the rendezvous, when a little golden-crested wren perched on my window sill, and sang with such piercing insistence that I suddenly remembered.