When you think of marriage, you know that it's going to be a memorable journey, despite the fact that it will naturally be peppered with its ups and downs. Usually, the bad moments in a marriage will stem from fiscal issues, lack of quality and quantity of personal time, poor communication skills, a dying romantic spark, stress, et cetera. There is a bombardment of causes. The issue of religion, specifically Catholic Christianity, is a non issue. One would simply believe and accept that faith is a part of the total package when you get married. As I said, you would think. Couples practice their faith according to their needs, desires or even not at all. For most couples, devote faith kind of just flickers into the scene when something bad arises. And even then there is unfortunately a lukewarm approach to it.
In the case of Elizabeth and Felix Leseur, they were a couple that had everything going for them, love, money, romantic unity, travel, an open and communicative marriage, all the things that should make for a successful and grounded marriage. But there was one important factor that caused a profound rift, and that was Elizabeth's quiet yet intense faith versus Felix's antagonistic and militant atheism. On this one single issue, there was an unshakable divide. Elizabeth, because of her faith, was pious, gentle, compassionate, open-minded, prayerful, all the good components that a healthy faith will imbue into a soul. Conversely, because of Felix's atheistic stance toward religion and Catholicism in particular, he was a mean-spirited bully, and he forcefully yet consistently willed himself to try to extinguish the flame of love that his wife had for God. Forcing her to read heretical books and go against Catholic teaching and ceremony, she eventually lost her faith, apparently for almost two years. Yet, it was while reading the heterodox Life of Jesus by Ernest Renan that she had a profound conversion to the truth of her faith. And while Felix had created a library filled to the brim with atheistic books and pamphlets, his wife Elizabeth did the same, except her books were of the Church fathers, of saints and Bible scholars as well as Catholic apologists. When Felix began to attack her, she was able to defend herself and her faith. She could argue against him, stating emphatically why she believed what she did. Yet, it separated her from her great earthly love, her very husband. Feeling utterly alone, she became the female St. John of the Cross in her own household and in her own right, living a perpetual Dark Night of the Soul. However, there were occasional moments of grace-from God-that elevated her from complete despair. And due to those supernatural insights, she was unyielding in her commitment to the task God had assigned to her-to save the soul of her husband. And she did it to the hilt.
Elizabeth was neither pliably accepting nor a zealot in regards to her faith; she chose to sufferer quietly, and like St. Therese of Lisieux, she found her own little way to open Felix's intellect to the truth, and her diary illustrates that, which, by-the-way, is oddly written, not in a consistent day-to-day pattern; it is sporadic, a brief paragraph here, a couple of pages there, but each entry faith-filled and thoroughly eye-opening. Many of the logs do give you spiritual/religious food for thought. In it is detailed her various prayers, litanies, treaties and resolutions. But the diary is also a capsule of the times in which she lived - 19th and 20th century France. It is an overview of a particular period, and that alone has some worth. Overall, the true value of the book is the testimony of Elizabeth's faith. Her example of perseverance-like Jesus Christ-is to be admired. At the end of her life, when her diary was read by her husband and he realized what she sacrificed on his behalf, it propelled him to enter religious life, just as his wife had predicted some years earlier when he would become a widower. In a nutshell, it is a great book to read, inspiring and making daily, ordinary life more extraordinary than even I had ever fully grasped.
For me, I derived much insight from the small pamphlet titled: The Faithful Servant of Christ, written for her godson. Whatever section you read, you will definitely get something of vital goodness out of it.