On April 9 we will celebrate the birth of Santa Carmen Sallés. She was born that day in 1848. This poem, by M. Ángeles Migúelez, will help us remember her and keep her in mind even more, if possible, in our daily lives.

Thank you very much and happy anniversary to Mother Carmen!
January 26, 2022

They are ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY years
Of that beautiful dawn,
When the God who formed me,
It gave me the joy of being born.

Happy are my parents
Because a girl was born.
They say she was beautiful
They surrounded me with love.
They educated me with care,
They took me to school
And there, in the Company,
They handed me over to María.

I was so happy with Maria,
That I even dreamed of Her.
I dreamed of wearing blue
And carpet with lilies
To all continents.
To bring them to Christ
And grace, like a torrent,
It will flood the entire world,
Bringing forth faith
In all those estuaries.

They made me a daughter of God
And in Manresa I took communion
And now Jesus flooded me
And it filled me with faith.

I promised him it would be
All and always for him
And I was looking for a WAY
To always be faithful to him.

I went through hard times,
Which you all already know,
But that doesn't count now:
Now, only the good counts,
What God did through me,
By giving myself to HIM.

I asked María for ADVICE
And he referred me to Jesus:
Do what He tells you,
And full of love and faith,
Be faithful to him until the cross!

And he looked at me so deep,
With that blue look,
That every cross was soft
To please Jesus.

But this love flooded me...
I couldn't rest!
And in BURGOS I opened a school
To be able to educate.
Educate hearts
Of the young people and children,
Fill your minds with light
And their lives of love.

With sacrifice and poverty
We open many schools,
The BLUE BAND was always,
Their distinctive.

And how happy I felt,
When young people arrived
To expand this family:
Conceptionists are called,
Dressed in BLUE AND WHITE,
How beautiful they all were!

They were humble, simple,
Happy and very attentive.
They educated with patience.
In prayer how devout
And how strong in the tests!
They played with the girls,
As if they were girls.

At night I prayed
And I thanked the Good Lord,
That life that sprang up,
In all the youth,
That whenever she is guided,
Move forward with great tenacity,
In generous giving,
Offering your heart.

Under the mantle of Mary
He sheltered them all,
Those near and those from afar:
Those of Spain and those of Africa,
And there in Korea and Japan
And also in the Philippines,
Republic and Venezuela,
Rome, Mexico and in the U.S.A.
And even the immense Brazil,
Where my daughters will go,
To announce the gospel,
For Christ to become incarnate,
In the heart of the town.

Let us always be devoted,
From Mary Immaculate!
She takes care of us
And he will take us to Jesus,
Always serving your brother,
Living in great holiness.

Friends Los Teques 04-09-98
M. Ángeles Miguélez

January 26, 2022