Sr. Kelai Reno: Sr. Clare prayed in his ear so that he could hear. She said things to help him prepare his soul to die and encounter God.
Sr. Kelai Reno: Sr. Clare didn't want the patients to miss Mass, so we went to their rooms and brought them in their wheelchairs. Sometimes we even took the patients' entire bed to the chapel because the porters had not put them in the wheelchair.
Sr. Kelai Reno: Sr. Clare and I were walking down the hallway trying to get our bearings when all of a sudden we saw a woman coming toward us, crying.
Carolina Aveiga. Ecuador: It really hurt Sr. Clare when someone did not do God’s will, because she loved the Lord and every soul, too.
Sr. Kelai Reno: Sr. Clare was always ready to laugh, smile, start a new conversation or tell a funny story, but she was never superficial.
Karolina Vera: Sr. Clare was living like a real Christian, dying to what she liked and felt like doing. She told me once that we have a huge responsibility to pray for our brothers and sisters, the persecuted Christians.
Carolina Aveiga: I often feel sorry for myself and that I have to learn from Sr. Clare.
Carolina Aveiga: The root of the problem was a girl in Sr. Clare's class. Sr. Clare knew her very well and understood me. While the teams were having their meeting, Sr. Clare came to the place where we were gathered and began speaking jokingly yet seriously, saying, “Did you all know that I'm a superhero?"
Sr. Beatriz Liaño, SHM: I can still see the scene: Sr. Clare laying on the back seat with her eyes closed while the taxi started up. When I saw her again after a few hours at dinner, she was serving the girls and telling jokes and spreading joy.
Karolina Vera: She showed it by every word, gesture, look, correction, note, tear, message and many other things. I also have to admit that I felt very loved by God through her.
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Cristofer Bravo: I always have her with me: in a photo or on my cell phone. Her smile always reminds me: All or nothing!
Carolina Aveiga: Her joy enveloped me. It was a joy that I didn’t have. I went home with her joy but I didn’t know what was happening.
Sr. Rosa Lopez, SHM, Guayaquil, Ecuador: She said to me, “Go child by child. Have patience with them and help them, because they don’t know how to write.”
Sr. Rosa López, SHM (Ecuador): But in that very moment she received the grace to realize what she was doing, and to correct herself, and she said, “Clare, you came here to surrender yourself.”
