Elizabeth of the Trinity (18 July 1880 – 9 November 1906) was a Carmelite from the monastery of Dijon, France. She made her profession in 1903 and died in 1906; she was 26 years old.
A faithful adorer in spirit and in truth, her life was a “praise of glory” of the Most Blessed Trinity, present in her soul and loved amidst interior darkness and excruciating illness.
In the mystery of divine inhabitation, she found her “heaven on earth,” her special charism, and her mission for the Church.
"If anyone loves Me, he will keep My word; and My Father will love him, and We will come to him and make Our abode with him.” (John 14:23)
She was born on 18 July 1880 as Elisabeth Catez, the first child of Captain Joseph Catez and Marie Rolland. She was baptized at the camp's chapel on the following 22 July. Elizabeth's father died unexpectedly on 2 October 1887, and as a result the family moved to Dijon.
During that same year, she made her first Confession. Her First Communion was on 19 April and her Confirmation was on the following 8 June.
Elizabeth had a terrible temper as a child. After receiving her First Communion she gained more self-control and had a deeper understanding of God and the world. She also gained a profound understanding of the Trinity to which she cultivated an ardent devotion.
Elizabeth visited the sick, sang in the church choir -she was an excellent pianist- and taught religion to children who worked in factories.
As she grew older Elizabeth became interested in entering the Discalced Carmelite Order, though her mother strongly advised against it. Men had asked for Elizabeth's hand in marriage, but she declined such offers because her dream was to enter the Discalced Carmelite monastery that was located 200 meters from her home. Elizabeth entered the Dijon Carmel on 2 August 1901.
She said: "I find Him everywhere while doing the wash as well as while praying."
Her time in the convent amongst other Carmelites had some high times as well as some very low times. She wrote of her longing for a richer understanding of God’s great love. Her spirituality is similar to that of her contemporary and compatriot Carmelite sister, Therese of the Child Jesus, who was cloistered at the Carmel in Lisieux; the two share a zeal for contemplation and the salvation of souls.
Elizabeth died at the age of 26 of Addison's disease, which had no cure. Though her death was painful, Elizabeth gratefully accepted her suffering as a gift from God. Her last words were: "I am going to Light, to Love, to Life!"
In Dijon the beatification process started in 1931. Her writings were gathered and after careful investigation were incorporated into the cause and approved as being valid additions in 1944.
In 1982 she was declared "Venerable" after Pope John Paul II acknowledged the fact that she had lived a full life of heroic virtue. Her canonization was celebrated on 16 October 2016.
Her feast is celebrated on 8 November.
O my God, Trinity Whom I adore, help me to forget myself entirely that I may be established in You as still and as peaceful as if my soul were already in eternity. May nothing trouble my peace or make me leave You, O my Unchanging One, but may each minute carry me further into the depths of your Mystery. Give peace to my soul; make it Your heaven, Your beloved dwelling, and Your resting place. May I never leave You there alone but be wholly present, my faith wholly vigilant, wholly adoring, and wholly surrendered to your creative action.
O my beloved Christ, crucified by love, I wish to be a bride for Your Heart; I wish to cover You with glory; I wish to love You even until I die of love! But I feel my weakness, and I ask You to clothe me with Yourself, to identify my soul with all the movements of Your Soul, to overwhelm me, to possess me, to substitute Yourself for me that my life may be but a radiance of Your life. Come into me as Adorer, as Restorer, as Savior. O Eternal Word, Word of my God, I want to spend my life listening to You, to become wholly teachable that I may learn all from You. Then, through all nights, all voids, all helplessness, I want to gaze on You always and remain in Your great light. O my beloved Star, so fascinate me that I may not withdraw from Your radiance.
O Consuming Fire, Spirit of Love, come upon me, and create in my soul a kind of incarnation of the Word: that I may be another humanity for Him in which He can renew His whole Mystery. And you, O Father, bend lovingly over Your poor little creature: cover her with Your shadow, seeing in her only the Beloved in whom You are well pleased.
O my Three, my All, my Beatitude, infinite Solitude, Immensity in which I lose myself, I surrender myself to You as Your prey. Bury Yourself in me that I may bury myself in You until I depart to contemplate in Your light the abyss of Your greatness.