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As for Dominic, if at Rome the sun had appeared for him on the horizon, it had not yet reached its zenith. This seraphic Patriarch, who in his intensity had already trodden the roads of France and Spain with which Dominic was acquainted, had met Dominic in the devout semidarkness of a church in that Roman ambiance.

It was an admirable spectacle for the angels to see the two most passionate votaries of voluntary poverty recognizing each other as if in a heavenly apparition, embracing, declaring their brotherhood and companionship in the following of Christ and for His mission.

This kiss of peace is renewed from generation to generation, from century to century, among the sons of Dominic and Francis when, traversing various roads, they meet on the vast fields of the Church of God.

How many campaigns and victories they share! What acts of heroism together!

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How many dangers and struggles in common! How many mutual trophies and crowns! High noon had struck. Honorius engraves, as if on marble, the character he recognizes in the Order established by his dear son, Dominic, prior of St.

Romain of Toulouse, the approval he grants to this Order of future champions of the faith and true torchlights for the world. Exult, O illustrious lineage of Dominic! Honorius even affixed your name: the Prior and the Brethren of St. Romain would traverse the centuries before the princes and people of the Church under the name and escutcheon of the Preachers. Exult, O Dominic! The tree you planted with approval or disapproval, would grow and extend its life-giving branches into the boundless skies.

In the full noonday radiating and shining upon you, a new sun would appear rivaling the light of day. Augustine — make it the basis of an apostolic Order wherein Contemplation would be at the service of action, study of the word of the Gospel, fasting and prayer of vigorous, intrepid virtue, erect the first convent near the church of St. Romain at Toulouse, and appoint a Vicar to represent him.

He goes back to the banks of the Tiber with the new Constitutions of the Order of Preachers. He no longer finds the great Pope Innocent on the throne of Peter, but his successor, Honorius III; prostrating before him, he implores the confirmation of his work.

God does not withdraw His hand from His work, but abides and persists. And in the course of centuries, amid human vicissitudes, favorable or not, which surround the bark of Peter like the waves of the sea, calm or tempestuous, He provides and equips it with new oarsmen, guides and impels it toward new ports and further conquests across the immensity of an ocean of peoples.

By means of the Order of Preachers founded by Dominic, the Savior of the world was renewing His work as He had done in Palestine when, at the side of the twelve Apostles, He placed the company of seventy-two disciples, selected from among the elite of those who followed Him, and sent them, as cooperators with the Apostles, to preach the kingdom of God and care for souls.

Was this not a new work, the institution of an Order of religious, no longer tranquil dwellers in the deserts, mountains or valleys, or Canons living in the shelter of a cloister, or faithful ransomers of unhappy wretches condemned to the galleys or fallen into slavery, but coming forth from the retirement of a cell which had witnessed their prolonged contemplation, their study and their fasts, to break and distribute to the people, to the wandering flocks hungering after faith and truth, the bread of the divine word to nourish, not their bodies but their souls?

Let the disdainful poverty of Valdo keep silence, rebellious as it was against the legitimate shepherds of the flock of Christ and usurping the ministry of the sacred word. That is not how Dominic went about it. It was under the aegis of obedience to a Bishop that he dedicated himself to preaching; under the aegis of obedience to a Bishop that he preached along the banks of the Rhone and the Garonne; under the aegis of obedience to a Bishop that 30 he became a recruiter and father of a legion of preachers whom the Bishop of Bishops, the Vicar of Christ, constituted an advanced guard of champions of the faith and true lights of the world.

This is the new and great idea of the Order of Preachers; here is the new rampart and the new garrison of soldiers and defenders, ready for the most difficult forays, the most remote attacks against ignorance, the most ensnaring ambushes set up against faith and truth, against the corruption and perversion of good sense and Christian virtue.

What an admirable captain! Of invincible courage, of extraordinary harmony between thinking and willing, of an intelligence wherein the Wisdom of the Gospel and of Paul shines supremely beyond every other kind of knowledge; athirst for Christ alone and Him crucified, endowed with a nature rich in a courage and kindness capable of forming and raising above the ordinary those heroes who create new forms of religious and Christian life.

He is a captain who seems to be Master of the art of withstanding false doctrines, a priest in that of exhortation and prayer, a father in that of magnanimity and counsel. Master, priest and father: but lovable with a sweetness full of forbearance, a patience recognizing the full value of all his projects and all his works, and a mastery skillful in discerning the way to the heart so as to achieve every victory.

I can see them gathered around their beloved father in the convent of St. It was a memorable St. From a handful of sixteen followers, he would keep two in Toulouse and two for the direction of the nuns at Prouilhe; he would send four into Spain to sow the seeds of highest virtue: Paris would receive seven of them who would steep their minds in scholarly pursuits at the newly founded University.

They would establish the famous convent of Saint Jacques, future abode and school of the two greatest geniuses of the century, Albert the Great and Thomas of Aquin. I shall 32 not rehearse how the pain of separation from their father was alleviated by the hope of seeing him again; how poverty went with them from door to door on their way; how they would find new friends, other companions, and, within the space of four years, founded houses beyond the Pyrenees at Segovia, Madrid, Palencia, Barcelona, Santarem, Zamora, and beside Toulouse, after Paris, Lyons, Montpellier, Bayonne, Puy-en-Velay and Narbonne; how they would reach even into Hungary, Germany, England and Scandinavia.

Following the path of Dominic during the last three years of his life when his increasing ardor puts wings on his feet for the purpose of spreading, visiting and organizing the Order of Preachers is more difficult for my inadequate words than tracing the steps of his disciples.

Here at Rome, stop for a moment, my brethren, to admire the founder of the Preachers. On this soil, made rugged by its seven hills, the heart of Latium and of the world, Dominic had also given his mind and heart.

More than the annals of a glory submerged by the migration of nations, he read, amid the ruins of majestic Imperial monuments, the heroic deeds of Peter and Paul.

There, to increase discipline and piety under the rule of the Sisters coming from Prouilhe and the direction of his disciples, he reassembled the nuns of St. Mary and St. It was here that he received among his Brethren Reginald of Orleans, professor of law at the University of Paris.

Here the apostolic voice of Dominic would touch, convert, attract to virtue both the humble and 34 the great. His words resounded in the Basilicas and the pontifical court. His prayer, which worked miracles, amazed populace and princes, while his affability, his gentleness and his charity transformed admiration into affectionate regard, that regard into veneration for his holiness; and that veneration into generous assistance.

Hence I do not hesitate to claim Dominic as a Roman citizen: Roman after the manner of Christ, after the manner of Peter, shepherd of the universal sheepfold, Roman after the manner of Paul, apostle and doctor of the nations. From the first kiss which the Canon of Osma imprinted, together with his Bishop Diego, on the sacred stone of the Vatican, when he ardently desired martyrdom among the infidels, the preacher of Gascony, the founder of the Order of Preachers, the prince of religious legislators in the Middle Ages, felt and experienced that the divine source of life murmured here, that from it gushed forth, limpid and salutary, the royal stream of eloquence and the apostolic word, watering the vine of Christ and rendering it fruitful even to the ends of the earth.

Just as, the first time he had come to the eternal city with Bishop Diego, original inspirer of his apostolate, so now, at the moment of leaving it for the last time, he would find himself there — blessed favor from Heaven! Romain in his see city should be receiving a higher approbation than his own, that of the Sovereign Pontiff who confirmed, protected, and extended it to the whole world.

It was the last salutation that Dominic would offer to Rome and to his generous friend from Toulouse, whose holy friendship was redolent of that charity which rendered it eternal.

Henceforth, oh great Patriarch of the Preachers, leave this holy city, to which your thought, your heart, your name, your glory, and, during these memorable days to the joy of 35 the faithful, also the signal relic of your sacred head will return, but never you in life. Bologna awaits you, your wisdom as father and Master is expected by your devoted sons gathered for the second General Chapter.

The magistrates are waiting to grant you the freedom of the city as well as the warm hearted crowd of young students from that celebrated University. Yes, the students were special friends of Dominic. Arriving in Bologna, he mingled with them, joined their groups, lived in their midst.

Should I mention death on this day of joy and glory, before this altar aflame with lights which make the vestments of morning pale and banish every melancholy thought? Oh yes, I shall speak of it because the death of the saints is their birth into the life of glory, because their tomb is an altar and the cradle of their immortality.

Dominic dies; he dies as a Friar Preacher. It was thus that he left this earthly field of battle for the blessed peace of heaven, this great Founder, Legislator and first Master of the Order of Preachers, unconquered athlete of the faith, and of the Bride of Christ, the gentle teacher of the straying, the friend of youth, with noble brow, inspiring respect and affection, joyful of face, ever smiling except when moved by the grief of his neighbor.

The faithful servant was entering into the joy of his Lord; here below, surrounding his venerated mortal remains, amid bishops, abbots, prelates, lords and the populace deeply moved, the Cardinal Legate, Ugolino Conti, as spokesman for the Church, prayed aloud.

It would be he, after his elevation to the splendor of the Supreme Pontificate, who was destined, under the name of Gregory IX, to crown with the nimbus of sanctity the two greatest Patriarchs of his century: along side the Seraphic Poor Man of Assisi, the Cherub of Caleruega. This halo of sainthood has shone forth for seven hundred years upon our altars about the head of Dominic, and today amid the splendor, the harmony and the chant of this magnificent temple dedicated to the Mother of Divine Wisdom, he proclaims to the world how it is possible to be raised to the altar bearing 37 in hand the lily and the torch of apostleship.

In the first place it is to you that he speaks, generous and worthy sons of so great a Patriarch, who as athletes of the faith and lights of the world have learned and are learning Cell where the Saint died Bologna, 6 August from him to run in his footsteps, as much by example of the most evident virtue as by speech. He is your glory, just as his crown is your illustrious company gathering palms and laurels from age to age down through the centuries.

But how idle are my words addressing athletes who plunge ahead to attain the goal pointed out to them by so holy a leader and father! Hence I shall admonish myself and you as well, happy by my halting speech to render more vivid and energetic the invitation Dominic addresses to us to imitate him as he became an imitator of Christ and of His Apostle Paul. If our word does not reach the sublimity of the conceptions of Dominic or Thomas Aquinas, of a Chrysostom or an Augustine, it can nevertheless be disseminated in the humble preaching of a wise counsel, a devout warning, a gentle reply, a holy prayer, an opportune correction, a charitable insistence which makes itself heard.

If the intention motivating our message finds no place to alight, let our example, our actions, speak and preach, let our patience become instruction and doctrine. Did not the divine Master begin by doing before teaching?

Does not example persuade and convince more than speech? Is it not the cowardice of a timidly Christian soul when his virtue and goodness recoil before the malice and contempt of the world? They do not flinch in such trials. As Mother of souls, She suffers from the misunderstanding and enmity into which the errors of our time lead so many of Her children. But She also knows that Her apostolate is an apostolate of truth; to sacrifice even a single iota of the Deposit of Faith to the broad but shallow currents of modern errors would be to betray Her divine mission to save the world.

The program of the prophets of error in our day is to dethrone Christ. The Church suffers with Christ; She does not come to terms with the Antichrist.

No flattery, no threat, no proposal, no violence will ever succeed in hindering Her from calling the truth the truth, error error, a lie a lie, injustice what is not just. Let us not fear the world: let us fear God. Let us follow, hearken to and invoke His saints so as to share in the joy by which, in the Heavenly fatherland, God will recompense infinitely their earthly exile.

Yes, oh glorious Patriarch, we invoke you. Fragrant lily from the virginal vales, indefatigable herald and propagator of faith and truth, father of unconquerable champions and admirable Masters of the flock of Christ, you know how to persuade gently and sweetly, to encourage in every virtue.

Since you have been and still remain an incomparable teacher of the sons you have chosen, be also our Master in the true paths of doctrine leading to salvation! Destroy in our minds the senseless wisdom of the world, Apparition of the Virgin Mary to St. May the light of this day which for seven centuries has raised you to the veneration of the Christian people impress your teachings indelibly upon our hearts! Teach us — all of us — how watching before the tabernacle of God, present and hidden, charity is ensited, inflamed and dilated, blazing up into the love of neighbor, and transforms into an instrument for good both poverty and suffering, study and prayer, the domestic hearth and the streets of the city.

Teach us how the faith of Peter and of that Rome you loved so much should urge us, by the cries of the martyrs buried there, to esteem the salvation of the soul above the conquest of the world, to bear the name of Christian with an unmasked face, to increase in merit for Heaven in the course of our mortal life, to help and enlighten our brethren.

Teach us how at your school, even in the soul of a humble virgin, in this Catherine of Siena who sleeps under the altar at the feet of her Heavenly Spouse, your own zeal for souls and for the Church penetrates her inmost depths and engenders such heroism; how a holy audacity, confidence in God and the word of eternity triumph; how the faith which works through charity overcomes the world.

Be our Master, our consoler and our intercessor in the vicissitudes, joyous or sorrowful, of our lives, in the risks of righteousness and the magic spell of evil, in the constant daily struggle to safeguard in ourselves the divine image purified and sanctified by the Blood which takes away all the sins of the world, which opens heaven to us and admits us into the bliss and peace of eternal glory with God.

So be it! Pius P. XII At the center of this discourse, while others took up arms for battle, we found St. Already, the Rosary was uppermost in the heart and mind of this Dominican Cardinal who would soon after be elected Supreme Pastor. It is not surprising then, that near the end of his earthly life, after having witnessed the inexpressible tragedy of a World War and the spread of militant atheistic materialism, he would once again speak of the Holy Rosary to the sons of St.

Dominic, Fr. Michael Browne, O. May the Holy Rosary, once again prayed and preached with fervor bring to bear the great fruits of the moral renewal of society, unity and peace which are always associated with it and for which St. Beloved Son, greeting and Apostolic Benediction. Gia All my life, I believed in fairy tales.

Not the Disney kind. Never those. I always knew life was darker than that. I was the daughter of a foot soldier. The sister of a snitch.

A nobody. Monsters had been part of my life for as long as I could remember, but none as dark as Dominic Benedetti. None as cruel. None as broken. The Hearts of Jesus and Mary are attentive to the voice of your supplications. From then on, we used to spend long periods of time, prostrate like the Angel, repeating his words, until sometimes we fell, exhausted. I warned my companions, right away, that this must bekept secret and, thank God, they did what I wanted.

Catherine of Sienna "Her youth realized the promises of her early infancy : her words possessed a mysterious powerwhich inclined the soul to God. As soon as one conversed with her, sadness was dispelled from the heart, vexations and troubles were forgotten, and a ravishing peace took possession of the soul, so extraordinary indeed that one could only imagine it to resemble that enjoyed by the Apostles on Mount Thabor, when one exclaimed "It is good for us to be here!

It is true that the invisible things of God from the creation of the world are, as the Apostle teaches, clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made: his eternal power also, and divinity. But the mystery which hath been hidden from ages and generations so far transcends the reach of man's understanding, that were it not made manifest by God to His Saints, to whom He willed to make known by the gift of faith, the riches of the glory of this mystery among the Gentiles, which is Christ, man could by no effort attain to such wisdom.

Our Lord bears witness to this in the Gospel of St. Matthew: :If thou wilt be perfect, go sell what thou hast and give to the poor.

Yet, I love your soul so dearly that, rather than losing you, I would let myself be crucified again, if it were possible. Imitate my humility; for I, the King of glory and of angels, was clothed in ugly, wretched rags and stood naked at the pillar and heard all kinds of insults and ridicule with my own ears.

Always prefer my will before your own, because my Mother, your Lady, has, from the beginning to the end, never wanted anything but what I wanted. Francis of Assisi "Therefore, when he once passed the holy day of Easter in a distant hermitage, so far from the dwellings of men that it was not possible to go forth to beg, in memory of Him who appeared on that day in the form of a pilgrim to the disciples going to Emmaus, he asked alms of his own brethren as a poor pilgrim, which when he had humbly received, he admonished them in many holy words, that passing through the desert of this world as pilgrims, and strangers, and true Hebrews, they should celebrate, in continual poverty of spirit, the true Pasch fo the Lord, that is this passage from this world to the Father.

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All my life this remained deeply impressed on my mind. In this dream I seemed to be near my home in a fairly large yard. A crowd of children were playing there. Some were laughing, some were playing games, and quite a few were swearing. When I heard these evil words, I jumped immediately amongst them and tried to stop them by using my words and my fists.

At that moment a dignified man appeared, a nobly dressed adult. He wore a white cloak, and his face shone so that I could not look directly at him. He called me by name, told me to take charge of these children, and added these words: "You will have to win these friends of yours not by blows but by gentleness and love. Start right away to teach them the ugliness of sin and the value of virtue.

Francis de Sales - Consoling thoughts of "O holy, fortunate, and happy crowd of sinners and publicans, who approach to our Lord!

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They are not like those invited to the great feast, who excused themselves: they come, and are welcome. O my Savior, how have these sinners drawn nigh to Thee since Thou art just? For David says absolutely of the just man that evil must not approach to him: "Depart from me, ye wicked. Two of the archers alone remained with him, and they were soon replaced by two others. He was still clothed in the old dirty mantle, and covered with the spittle and other filth which they had thrown over him; for they had not allowed him to put on his own clothes again, but kept his hands tightly bound together.

When our Lord entered this prison, he prayed most fervently that his Heavenly Father would accept all that he had already suffered, and all that he was about to suffer, as an expiatory sacrifice, not only for his executioners, but likewise for all who in future ages might have to suffer torments such as he was about to endure, and be tempted to impatience or anger.

Download PDF St Francis de Sales - Introduction to Devout Life "Almost all those who have written concerning the devout life have had chiefly in view persons who have altogether quitted the world; or at any rate they have taught a manner of devotion which would lead to such total retirement. But my object is to teach those who are living in towns, at court, in their own households, and whose calling obliges them to a social life, so far as externals are concerned. Such persons are apt to reject all attempt to lead a devout life under the plea of impossibility; imagining that like as no animal presumes to eat of the plant commonly called Palma Christi, so no one who is immersed in the tide of temporal affairs ought to presume to seek the palm of Christian piety.

And so I have shown them that, like as the mother-of-pearl lives in the sea without ever absorbing one drop of salt water; and as near the Chelidonian Isles springs of sweet water start forth in the midst of the ocean and as the firemoth hovers in the flames without burning her wings; even so a true stedfast soul may live in the world untainted by worldly breath, finding a well-spring of holy piety amid the bitter waves of society, and hovering amid the flames of earthly lusts without singeing the wings of its devout life.

And after His resurrection, during the forty days before His ascension, appearing to His disciples, He spoke to them of the kingdom of God, as St. Luke mentions in the Acts of the Apostles. This kingdom therefore formed the beginning, continuation, and end of the discourses of Christ.

All have received the grace of prayer in Baptism. We 'can do no good, practise no virtue without prayer, which obtains for us the grace of goodness and virtue. Prayer is the foundation of all the virtues, and faith itself, the beginning of justice, it but the exercise of prayer. Far from it! He would be guilty of blasphemy who would say: "As for me, the Blessed Sacrament suffices.

I have no need of Mary. Did she not give us the Eucharist? Was it not her consent to the Incarnation of the Word in her pure womb that inaugurated the great mystery of reparation to God and union with us, which Jesus accomplished by His mortal life, and that He continues in the Eucharist? This was clear to me because of their possessions; they had many oxen; but they kept nothing for themselves alone, they gave everything to the poor.

I saw Anna as a child; she was not particularly beautiful, but yet more so than others. She was far less beautiful than Mary, but remarkably simple and childlike in her piety; I have always seen her like that, whether as girl, mother, or old, old woman. She had several other brothers and sisters, all married, but she did not wish to marry.

She was particularly fond of her parents, and though she had at least six suitors, she rejected them all. Indeed a humble rustic who serves God is better than a proud intellectual who neglects his soul to study the course of the stars. He who knows himself well becomes mean in his own eyes and is not happy when praised by men.

If I knew all things in the world and had not charity, what would it profit me before God Who will judge me by my deeds? Shun too great a desire for knowledge, for in it there is much fretting and delusion. Intellectuals like to appear learned and to be called wise. Yet there are many things the knowledge of which does little or no good to the soul, and he who concerns himself about other things than those which lead to salvation is very unwise.

God would have us holy even as He is holy; He would have us live His very life. Notwithstanding his humility, which made him in his own eyes the least and the most unworthy of all, he believed at length that he ought not to refuse them this spiritual alms.

Therenown of his discernment, his power, and his virtue, spread far and wide, and grew so great, that people began to bring the sick, the crippled, and the possessed to him, that he might heal them. His parents were wealthy peasants, and good Christians. He received baptism as soon as he was born.

He was early distinguished for his natural talents, his beauty, his strength, and his ability, and he was, moreover, of a cheerful and kind disposition, and had such a loving heart that he often deprived himself of his own food to feed the hungry. Like the patriarchs of old, Jacob and David, Simeon was a shepherd boy.

His parents intrusted to him their flock of sheep, and he fulfilled all the duties of his state with great care. He loved the solitude of the hills and valleys where he led his sheep to pasture, for it suited and nourished the thoughtful tendency of his mind, whilst the images of nature made pure and peaceful impressions upon his soul.

He was completely untouched by worldliness or sin, and was entirely destitute of instruction and education. Catherine of Genoa - Life and Doctrine "Although of very noble parentage, and very delicate and beautiful in person, yet from her earliest years, she despised the pride of birth, and abhorred luxury; so that when only about eight years of age, she was inspired with the desire to do penance, and beginning to dislike the soft indulgence of her bed, she laid herself down humbly to sleep on straw, with a block of hardwood under her head, in the place of pillows of down.


I answer, the reason for loving God is God Himself; and the measure of love due to Him is immeasurable love. Is this plain? Doubtless, to a thoughtful man; but I am debtor to the unwise also. A word to the wise is sufficient; but I must consider simple folk too.

Therefore I set myself joyfully to explain more in detail what is meant above. We are to love God for Himself, because of a twofold reason; nothing is more reasonable, nothing more profitable. When one asks, Why should I love God? In either case, the same sufficient cause of love exists, namely, God Himself.Given at Rome, at St. Gia was just a job. Yes, Dominic dreamed of a field open to his efforts and his zeal; he envisioned a sanctity — if I may be allowed to call it such — which would not be static, but dynamic; the holy ideal of a crusader, a knight for Christ and his Church, for his heavenly Jerusalem; the holiness of a redeemer of slaves from error and sin rather than from prisons and galleys.

No flattery, no threat, no proposal, no violence will ever succeed in hindering Her from calling the truth the truth, error error, a lie a lie, injustice what is not just.

Always prefer my will before your own, because my Mother, your Lady, has, from the beginning to the end, never wanted anything but what I wanted. Secondly, we should do this so that we ourselves may receive three crowns from Jesus and Mary, the first a crown of merit during our lifetime; the second, a crown of peace at our death; and the third, a crown of glory in heaven.

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