I have been plagued by Jansenism most of my life, and Lent can be an especially difficult challenge in that regard. But over the past couple of years, God has been freeing me of this heresy by his sovereign intervention in my life and by writings like this by Joshua Elzner (building on my years of reading Thérèse). You can see that I have read and reread these pages a few times now. I share them with hope that your eyes may also be opened to the true heart of virtue.
Witnesses to Hope 
I’m not entirely sure how to approach this question, but let me try. When I have been reading literature on Marcel Văn, I have often found it said that his problem was to struggle against the Jansenism of the catechists, i.e., the question is whether he’d accept it. And while that’s true, I for obvious reasons found that very insufficient. Văn isn’t in any danger of falling into such harmful beliefs apart from the abuse he endures. There is a very clear connection, however much the majority of his readers manage to skirt the matter
It’s often made me wonder about what psychological wounds Jansenism preys on, more generally. Obviously, the case of one’s own sexual and psychological abusers espousing and indoctrinating Jansenistic tendencies is an extreme one. But it raises a lot of questions about solving holistic issues, looking at wounds that Jesus wants to heal, the beauty of a merciful God, etc., which I think you approach as a big plate with your blogs. So… what an appropriate venue to raise the issue in, with all the other resources you provide for the wider issues, causes, and etiologies!
I think Jansenism was one of the main issues that Thérèse fought against and that God addressed through her. I, as I said, have struggled with it my whole life. It looks pretty much like this: “I have to fix myself before I can approach God.” God the Father has been slowly teaching me to turn to him immediately when I see anything amiss in my life, whether it be sin or failings or emotional need or confused thinking. This is breaking the habit of having to figure things out on my own. I turn to him in my vulnerability as a child does with her father, letting him hold me and leaving all in his hands. And that leads to the playfulness that Joshua writes about. It’s been an enormous grace in my life that continues to develop.
This is beautiful and inspiring!
Not always easy, of course. I forget a lot of the time, but when I do remember, it’s really exhilarating to know that he accepts me (and desires me) just as I am. I’ll never forget something Conrad deMeester wrote in one of his books about Thérèse–he had the deepest understanding of her of anyone I’ve read. He said that God doesn’t have any needs, but if he did, it would be to love. Thérèse grasped that when she made her offering of love. I feel that that is what I am doing in much small measures when I remember to turn to him and surrender myself as vulnerably as I can. Making my own small offering of love. Letting him love me.