The Age of Wisdom?

March 23, 2010

Family, if ever there was a time to look back in history and take a quotation from Charles Dickens’ “A Tale of Two Cities”, this is it.

Ponder on this opening of his book.

Don’t give as much time to the beauty of the prose as to the dark meaning beneath the beautiful words.

Our Lord is talking to you through this passage.  Listen to Him.

“It was the best of times; it was the worst of times; it was the age of wisdom; it was the age of foolishness; it was the epoch of belief; it was the epoch of incredulity; it was the season of Light; it was the season of Darkness; it was the spring of hope; it was the winter of despair; we had everything before us; we had nothing before us; we were all going direct to Heaven; we were all going direct the other way.”



The Annunciation

March 8, 2010

The Annunciation

From The Rosary – The Life of Jesus and Mary

Mary had been consecrated to the Temple, as a child.  Her ongoing prayer was that the Messiah would come in her lifetime and free the people she loved so much.  She spent much of her time in the Temple; but since her father’s death, she spent a great deal of time caring for her aging mother, Anne.  Mary prayed constantly, even while doing her chores at home.  There was a saying: “What good can come out of Nazareth.”  Nazareth, through the will of God would give us Mother Mary, Saint Joseph and Jesus.

It was late afternoon.  March was filled with promise of new beginnings.  Mary had a spring to her step, as she walked home from the well, from which she drew water each day.  But somehow, this day felt different.  Was she remembering the ancient prayer said at the Seder (the meal celebrating the Passover): “Why is this night different from any other night?”  At the Seder, there was always an extra place set at the table in expectation of Elijah’s return.  But, this night, the place set was beneath Mary’s heart, and it would be filled by the Messiah!

Let us try to envision how the events might have taken place.  The sun went down, and dusk began to dim the sky; a chill crept into the air.  Mary was kneeling in her home, lost in prayer.  She began to wonder how it would be, when the Messiah arrived.  We can see her praying, a cool breeze brushing past her.  Was it the winds blowing off the sea, cooling the house?  There was a tingling electricity in the air, a fluttering sound, like that of birds’ wings.  She looked around.  There was nothing.  Suddenly a great calm came over her.  The wind stopped.  There was a hush, a stillness, as if time had stopped.  A figure of a beautiful young man entered through the window.  There was a brightness about him, as if he were translucent.  He looked at her.  His eyes were brilliant.  At first, she was frightened; then a rush of warmth and peace came over her whole body.  She couldn’t take her eyes from him.

The Angel said to her, “Hail, most favored one.  The Lord is with you.”

She was startled by his words.

“Do not be afraid, Mary; you have found favor with the Lord.  You will conceive in your womb, and bear a Child, and you will call Him Jesus.  He will be great, and will be called the Son of the Most High, and the Lord God will give to Him the throne of David His father, and He will reign over the House of Jacob forever, and His Kingdom will have no end.”

What was he talking about?  How could she conceive and bear a child?  She was a virgin.  She wasn’t married!  She was engaged to Joseph the carpenter, but they had vowed to live a celibate life when they became husband and wife.  Yet while she wondered, she never doubted.  She asked him with excitement and awe.  It was the way a trusting child might ask her daddy how an impossible task would be accomplished.

“How can this be, since I am a virgin?”

The Angel answered her, “The Holy Spirit will come upon you and the power of the Most High will overshadow you and for that reason the Holy Child to be born will be called the Son of God”.

She gasped.  It was as if she was almost afraid to breathe.  She didn’t understand, at that moment, what the messenger meant by the Holy Spirit coming upon her.  The key word in her mind, in her entire being, was “The Son of God”.  Is this Angel speaking of the Messiah?  Is he telling me I am to be the mother of the Messiah, the Son of God?  Am I the one, I’ve been praying for, the one to be the vessel to bring salvation into the world?  Is that what he’s saying?  Mary knew that the Messiah would be born of a virgin.  It was part of Holy Scripture.  But, she never dared to think she would be the one.  Her prayer had been that the Messiah would be born in her generation and she might serve the mother of the Messiah.

The Angel further affirmed the power of God.  He added:

“And behold, your cousin Elizabeth in her old age has also conceived a son; she is in her sixth month, and everyone thought she was barren.  You see, with God, nothing is impossible.”

Mary silently prayed: “Oh, my Lord, it is You!  Is this really possible?  Would You give this honor to me?  I’m not worthy.” But the words of the Angel pierced her senses, opening her heart and mind: “You see, with God, nothing is impossible.”  She responded, in her heart: “I trust You, my Lord and my God.  I know You would never hurt me.  And I would give up my life for You.”

She looked up at the Angel before her.  He was waiting for something, what?  Was this messenger of God waiting for an answer from her?  She looked at him, again.  He was waiting for her yes!  Tears streamed down her face.  He looked at her with so much love.  His gaze filled her with a profound warmth.  She gave her answer:

“I am the handmaiden of the Lord.  Let it  be done unto me according to your word.”  And as the tears cascaded down her cheeks, she cried out in her heart, “Yes!  I say Yes!”

Could she hear the choirs of Angels singing praises to the Lord, at these words of their future Queen?  The Angel before her, whom we know to be Gabriel, looked at her with blinding joy in his eyes.  A brilliant light filled the room, and surrounded her.  She felt a surge of energy go through her.  She looked up at the Angel.  He looked at her.  He smiled.  It was done.

The Angel slowly disappeared, and the room became dark.  The girl, now woman, sat in the darkness, her heart beating, her mind racing.  She repeated silently, the words of the Angel.  She was to be the Mother of God.  She could feel His Presence inside her.  It was true.  Now she understood!

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The Catholic Experience

January 8, 2010

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Saints Francis and Clare and Christmas

December 4, 2009

Family, Christmas is and has always been a special time in our lives and the lives of our brothers and sisters who have preceded us, the Saints.  Saints Francis and Clare of Assisi were great lovers of Christmas.  Francis was actually the one who created the Christmas Creche, or Nativity Scene as we know it today.  Although there are those in our world who would like to do away with the Nativity Scene, and anything that has to do with Christmas, we think it’s important to share with you two accounts that have to do with Christmas, from the lives of St. Francis and St. Clare.

Saint Clare is transported to Bethlehem

We find Clare at the end of her journey on earth, and she is too sick to attend Midnight Mass on Christmas Eve.  It was the year 1252, and she would live just one more year before joining her Lord and Father Francis in Heaven.  All her Sisters had gone to Mass and she was a prisoner of her sick bed.  Too feeble to rise, she prayed!  She shared with her Lord how sad she was that she would not be able to receive Him, in the Eucharist, on this of all nights, the night He was born.

A great, bright light broke through the darkness, illuminating the bare room.  It was followed by the sweet smell of incense filling the air.  Clare could hear Angelic voices intoning Christmas hymns.  Suddenly she was lifted from her bed; and before she knew it, she was swooped over to the Basilica of Saint Francis, and was participating in the Midnight Mass.

If that was not enough, then Clare found herself being whisked off to Bethlehem of 1200 years before.  She found herself in the cave where Jesus was born.  There, surrounded by adoring farm animals and shepherds, was the Holy Infant.  She looked lovingly toward the Baby Jesus in His straw Creche, His tiny plump little Arms were wide open, as if inviting her closer.  Clare looked over to His kneeling parents – His gentle Mother Mary and the earthly foster father who cherished Him – Saint Joseph.  Then Our Lord Jesus, the grown God-Man, appeared.  He tenderly placed the Sacred Host, His very Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity on her tongue.

With that she was transported back to her convent of San Damiano, to await her Sisters.  When they returned, they shared with her how sad they were she was not able to attend Mass with them.  Then she recounted her whole experience, how God in His Mercy would not allow her to miss Mass and most especially be deprived of receiving His Body, Blood, Soul and Divine Self, the Eucharist, on this of all nights.  Needless to say, they fell asleep praising God, accompanied by the sweet sounds of Angels singing Gloria in Excelsis Deo.

When Clare had given up her comfortable, luxurious life to follow Father Francis, the world she lived in thought her mad.  Being very beautiful, from a prestigious family, she’d had her pick of suitors.  She didn’t even have the consolation of having Francis near her, to guide her in her walk toward Jesus.  But after having heard Francis preach, she knew she belonged only to Jesus.  She traded in a large private room, with a soft, comfortable mattress for the stone floor she slept on, and a mattress of straw, surrounded by her fellow Sisters.  And what was her reward?  Her Lord did not betray her trust in Him, nor His Love for her.  All she had to do was be faithful, which she was till the day she died, and He did the rest, rewarding her with being present the evening He was born, and then, with His parents, to adore Him as a Baby.  If that wasn’t enough, not wanting her to do without Him, He, the High Priest, appeared and shared His Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity with her, in the Eucharist.  Did He hear the silent prayers of her heart’s desire, and answered her?  We believe, he not only answered her, He blessed her beyond her wildest dreams.

Saint Francis of Assisi and the First Nativity Scene

Many Saints have had a deep love and close relationship with the Holy Infant Jesus.  There is not a Shrine that does not have and venerate an Image of the Child Jesus, along with our Lord Crucified on the Cross, the Two eternally interwoven.

Have you ever wondered where, when, and how the tradition of the Creche and Manger began?  To find the answer to that question, we have to journey in faith to Assisi, Italy.

Let us travel back to the 12th Century, where we will find the Saint, who would most imitate the life of Jesus – Saint Francis of Assisi. Although coming from very comfortable surroundings, Francis began life in a barn, very like the one Jesus was born in.  His mother, Madonna Pica, knew in her heart that her son was destined to serve the Lord, and she wanted him to be born like her Savior in the humblest of circumstances – a barn, like Jesus, with only the warmth of animals’ breath to keep him warm.  Before Francis was born, she’d had a visit from a mysterious visitor (we believe it was a messenger of God, or in other words, an Angel), who instructed her to name him John.  Madonna baptized her baby John, but when his father returned from France, he changed the baby’s name to Francis after France, the country he felt was most responsible for his wealth.

Father Francis spends Christmas in Greccio

Saint Francis always had a fascination with Christmas and the holy, mysterious Birth of his Savior.  In 1223, he went, with his fellow friars, to Greccio, where he celebrated Christmas in a highly original, most unique manner for his time.  He reproduced the original Nativity scene, placing a manger filled with hay in the middle of a rocky ravine at the convent in Greccio.  Then he brought cattle and donkeys to stand beside it.  He did this so that the Faithful could see the impoverished surroundings and the suffering the Lord endured as a New-born Child.

On Christmas Eve, friars, and men and women from the village and the surrounding valley, came, candles and torches in hand, lighting their way.  They had heard of the Nativity scene Francis had created and they wanted to give glory to the Little King in the manger, singing songs and hymns to express their love.  Francis was dressed as a Deacon, as he never felt worthy to become a Priest.  (Whenever he approached a Priest, he would go down on his knees and kiss his hand, the hand that brought Jesus Present in the Holy Eucharist to him.)  The Christmas Mass no sooner began, than it was time for Francis to preach the homily!  He preached on the Birth of the Baby Jesus with so much passion, he could not call Christ Jesus; when he opened his mouth to say Jesus, instead what came out was, Jesus, Child of Bethlehem.

In addition, we have it on the word of a very pious man, who reported that when he looked into the crib, instead of a statue, he actually beheld a Baby lying still, as if dead.  Then he testified, he saw Saint Francis go over to the statue and lift the lifeless form.  Whereupon, it came to life, rubbing its eyes as if being roused from a sound sleep.  There, for all to see was Saint Francis, his arms cradling and rocking the Precious One Who was alive!

Why did the Father allow this to happen? Well, great apathy had been infiltrating the area, with people almost forgetting their Lord, and the real meaning of Christmas.  Their hearts had become cold, filled with too much of the world below rather than the Heaven above.  Francis, neither eloquent nor handsome, by bringing them miraculously the Child Jesus, ignited the almost dead spark that lay hidden in their souls.

The hay upon which the Child Jesus had lain, was saved.  Animals suffering various illnesses, upon being touched by the hay were immediately healed.  Women undergoing very painful and stressfully long labors delivered healthy babies, after having the hay placed on them.  Men, women and children, suffering from various illnesses were healed.  The people were so grateful, a church was later built over the spot where the manger lay and the animals kept watch.  And till today, the faithful come and pray to the Infant Jesus to intercede with the Father, on their behalf, for a successful delivery, and a healthy, normal baby.


Keep Christ in Christmas!

November 28, 2009

Let’s Keep Christ in Christmas!

Family, Christmas is and has always been a special time for us.  It is a celebration, the birthday of Our Lord Jesus.  It is a time of rejoicing, eating too much at times, and giving gifts from the heart, gifts that have meaning for us to the ones we love.

However, in the last ten years or so, the very people who should be helping us share this joyful celebration of Our Savior’s birthday with our loved ones, by giving them gifts, the retail stores who provide the merchandise we use to give our loved ones these gifts, who charge us money to do this, have proceeded to put a really sour note on the whole season of Christmas, by taking Christ out of Christmas.  Nothing frosts me more than to go into a store with all the joy and anticipation of getting a really well-thought-out gift for a loved one, to find that they refuse to use the word Christmas in their advertising of the products they want us to buy for Christmas.  It defies logic, but it really gets my Irish up.

They will go all around Africa in their excuses as to why they won’t use the word Christmas.  They use words like Holiday, and Gift giving Season.  But they refuse to give credit to the reason for the season.  Doesn’t Holiday tree sound really stupid?  And just recently, one of them decided to combine Christmas, Hanukah, and other holidays together.  What they actually did was to insult all the religious expressions.  Read the lyrics.

“Two, Four, Six, Eight, now’s the time to liberate
Go Christmas, Go Hanukkah, Go Kwanza, Go Solstice.

Go classic tree, go plastic tree, go plant a tree, go add a tree,

You 86 the rules; you do what feels just right.

Happy do whatever you wanukkah, and to all a cheery night.

Go Christmas, Go Hanukkah, go whatever holiday you wanukkah”

This was put out by a major retailer  this year.  They do something stupid like this every year, and every year American Family Association and Save Christmas.com and some other groups dedicated to keeping Christ in Christmas, if only in name, go after them. This year, in an attempt to cover their bases, they decided to trash every religious belief, so they wouldn’t be accused of disrespecting any one particular group.  Over the years, Sears has done it; Costco has done it; Target has done it, J.C. Penny’s has done it (I canceled my JC Penny’s credit card after over 30 years because of this, and my Target credit card, and when I wrote in my letter to them the reason I was canceling, I never heard a word from JC Penny’s or Target.), all your major regional department stores, and just about every major retailer in the country has tried to take Christ out of Christmas at one time or another.  Their excuse, if ever they give one, is they don’t want to offend non-Christians.  Duh! Christmas is a Christian holiday. They are raking in big bucks from us for Christmas gifts.  What about offending Christians?  As one of our Secretaries of State said a few years ago, “Bigotry against Christians and Jews cannot be considered a hate crime.”  This country was founded as a Christian country.  While we want to respect our brothers and sisters who are not Christian, we can’t give away our faith beliefs because of them.  I often wonder why these retailers do this; intentionally take Christmas out of their Christmas advertising.  Is it arrogance on their part?  Are they telling us that they don’t need to honor Christmas in order to do Christmas business?  It doesn’t seem to make sense, because they really are the ones getting hurt in the long run.  But is it worth it to them to disrespect us and our Faith belief?

OKAY – Then about the 2nd week of December, when the stores are being boycotted by us Christians, and the sales figures are plummeting, and they are desperate for business, some of them get the message and change their advertising strategy, and plaster Christmas all over the place.  Then American Family Association and SaveChristmas.com and the other defenders of Christmas send out notices to stop the boycott; the offending retailer has repented.  And so we all run to those retailers and make their Christmas figures.  Then the next year, they start out all over again, disrespecting us and the cycle continues.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE??

We are rewarding them for their really bad behavior.  Why should we do that?  It’s obvious why they changed their tune.  It’s because enough of us decided to make them pay for their stand against Christ and Christmas, by not buying from them.  Well, this year, when whatever group tells you it’s okay to buy from the offending retailer because they have changed their advertising, do something different.  DON’T BUY FROM THEM!  Let them suffer this year, and see how they start out their Christmas sales campaign next year.  And if they start out badly again next year, use your American franchise to boycott.  And don’t give in when they change their advertising for next year.  Let them know we are serious.  I got this idea from American Family Association.  When Gap agreed to take out their terrible commercial and change their advertising for this year, AFA asked “Should we stop the boycott because they finally changed their advertising?  Or should we continue the boycott because what they did was not enough.”  I took the poll.  The results were 367 in favor of any kind of Christmas advertising, and 3767 were opposed to anything other than respectful advertising.

BUT DON’T GET ME WRONG.  I DON’T WANT TO BE MEAN!

Please believe me; I don’t want anyone to suffer.  I know what it’s like to have a store full of merchandise and no one coming in to buy it.  I don’t want our stores to suffer.  I want them to sell Christmas gifts until their shelves are empty, and they go home to their families and enjoy a beautiful Christmas with them.  I only ask one thing.  Give credit where credit is due.  Jesus is the reason for the season.  If our retailers can’t or won’t shout out to the rooftops, as they should, proclaiming that Jesus Christ is Lord, and He is giving them that gift of finishing out their year on a successful note, at least allow their customers, the ones who are putting the money into their cash registers, the gift of seeing the word Christmas in their advertising.  Jesus is worth it.  Have a beautiful spirit-filled Christmas.  We love you.


Saint Elizabeth of Hungary

November 3, 2009

Six glorious years of marriage

 

Saint Elizabeth of Hungary minibook

We have to take a moment out here to talk about the death of Elizabeth’s husband, and its effect on her and her life. We can’t just leave it with a one-liner, a footnote in reference to their daughter. Elizabeth and Ludwig were extremely in love. In addition to their early years of courtship, as children really, and four years of betrothal, they shared six glorious years of marriage together. It was a fairy-tale romance, he being the prince and then ruler of their little country, and she being the benevolent, and very loving countess, or consort. They did everything together, wherever possible. Because he became more and more trusted by high ranking members of the nobility, he was called upon to take on responsibilities which took him away from their home. She understood this, but grieved all the time they were apart.
Her husband adored her. She could do no wrong as far as he was concerned. Very often, while he was out of the country, she had to take matters into her own hands. As we said, she cared more for others than herself. This was evidenced on many occasions, but one in particular took place when a great famine threatened that area of Germany. Ludwig was away, handling matters of state for Emperor Frederick II of the Holy Roman Empire. Elizabeth depleted most of their own assets, including their entire stock of corn. She fed the poor, aided the sick, built a hospital, then another; she was just completely at the service of her people.
The members of his household and the court couldn’t wait for Landgrave Ludwig to return, so they could complain bitterly against her, saying she was frivolous, and caring more about the commoner than the nobility of the country. He never bothered to investigate the claims. After ascertaining that no one was left out of her generosity, he said “Her charities will bring us Divine blessings.” That was truly a prophecy which came true.
St. Elizabeth actually tickled her husband. While she was a perfect consort, she was such a free soul, such a beautiful child of God, he couldn’t help but enjoy everything she did. One of the most interesting tales about her took place on a day when she was out, doing all her errands for the poor, bringing them bread, and who knows what else. Now, apparently this did not fit in with the job description of countess, or princess, or whatever she was considered by the people of her country.
And who should she run into but her husband, returning from a hunt with other members of the court. Oh boy, was she in trouble. In addition to not doing what she was supposed to be doing, she was weighed down by whatever it was she was carrying in her apron. He was concerned, seeing her walking along the road, stooped over. He came to her aid and opened her apron to relieve her of some of the weight of whatever she was carrying. When it opened, it was chock full of the most beautiful, magnificent roses he had ever seen. And it was not the season for roses. Shades of St. Juan Diego! Also, what he did not see was a loaf of bread she held behind her back, to give to a hungry person. Whatever she did, she could do no wrong.
Another more serious event took place during their marriage, which is a telling testimony about the two of them, and their love for God. As Elizabeth was well-known for her charity, especially to beggars and lepers, one day a leper, seriously ill, and wreaking of the foul smell of his decayed flesh, crawled up to the castle at Marburg, seeking aid and comfort. Elizabeth looked at the man, and took pity on him. Her heart was deeply touched by the man, and she brought him into the castle. She put him on her husband’s bed.
When the mother-in-law caught sight of this filthy, foul-smelling peasant laying on the clean, perfumed sheets of her son’s bed, she immediately sent for him. He was quite a distance away from the castle, and didn’t return until late that night. Upon his mother’s insistence, he went into his bedroom, and pulled back the covers. Instead of seeing the leper, Landgravine Ludwig saw the bleeding body of Christ, arms outstretched, laying before him. Later biographers of St. Elizabeth have translated the miracle into being a bleeding crucifix, in the place where the leper had slept. Whatever the case, the two, Elizabeth and Ludwig, knelt by the side of the bed, and praised Our Lord Jesus for loving them so much, He would manifest Himself in this way. We’re not sure what the reaction of the mother-in-law was, after all, the daughter-in-law could do no right.
We tell you this about them and their life together just to bring a point across. You must know how much they meant to each other if you are to understand how devastated she became when she received news of his death. They were each other’s next sentence, next thought, next breath. They were each other’s life.
At first, she misunderstood the notice given her by her mother-in-law. The way it was explained to her, “the dispensation of God” and “what had befallen him”, she thought he had been captured by the enemy in the Holy Land. She was full of hope. “Since he is a prisoner,” she said, “with the help of God and our friends, he shall be set free.” When it was clarified, and she fully understood, she lost control completely for a time. She ran all over the castle, shrieking as if she had lost her mind. She cried out: “The world is dead to me, and all that was joyous in the world.”

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Saint Therese of Lisieux – Shower of Roses

September 30, 2009

A Shower of Roses Saint Therese of Lisieux - the Little Flower of Jesus
Thérèse died on September 30, 1897. Pauline was allowed to have Thérèse’s autobiography printed, to send to all the Carmels in the world. This was not unusual in a sense; the custom was to publish a short biography of a member of the Community. In this instance, because Thérèse had written this beautiful account of her life, and because it was dedicated to Mother Marie de Gonzague, Pauline was able to push it through. It took a year for the book to be printed. When the two thousand copies arrived at the Carmel, the comment that ran throughout the Convent was “Whatever will we do with all these? We will surely have them left on our hands.” That was a gross overstatement.
Almost immediately the supply of books was gone. Requests came from Carmels all over the world for more. Thérèse’s Autobiography began to be lent out to people outside the Carmelite Community. As a result, requests for the book on the little Carmelite began pouring in from Priests, laity, Religious of other Communities; it seemed like the whole world was catching the fever of Sister Thérèse. Just prior to Thérèse’s canonization, over four hundred thousand books were in circulation. Within ten years of her canonization, over two million were in print.
Her prediction “I will send down a shower of roses!” came about, almost immediately. Wherever her name was mentioned, wherever people had her little book, wherever petitions were sent up to the Saint, miracles occurred, usually accompanied by the reception of a flower. Physical healings, spiritual healings and conversions were credited to the intercession of Sister Thérèse. Burned-out Priests came back to life. Missions in far-off places were given renewed energy. All of this was attributed to the Little Flower of Jesus. And it has never stopped!
The brilliance of her writings, so simple in style, but so deeply spiritual, were felt by the entire world from the day the manuscript of “The Story of a Soul” was first sent to Carmels all over the world. In 1932, the question was first raised of her being elevated to Doctor of the Church. Then in 1991, the Assembly of French Bishops formally petitioned the Vatican to consider giving her this title.

Although the process had been in the works for over 60 years, it took the dynamism and love of our Polish Pope, John Paul II, to finally proclaim Thérèse a Doctor of the Church. On October 19, 1997, at St. Peter’s Square in Vatican City, His Holiness declared to a record-breaking crowd that this Little Flower of Jesus was to be called for all time, St. Thérèse of Lisieux, Doctor of the Church. We believe she is the youngest Saint to receive this honor.
Thérèse insisted the Lord had work for her to do. She had always felt that she would do more good in Heaven than she had done on earth. She told her sisters,
“God would not give me this desire to do good on earth after my death if He did not want to realize it . . .
“If you knew what projects I have in mind, what I will do with things when I am in Heaven. I will begin my mission.“ If God grants my desires, my Heaven will be spent on earth until the end of time. Yes, I will spend my Heaven doing good upon earth . . .
I will return! I will come down!”

Saint Therese of Lisieux’s Feast Day is October 1

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Saint Padre Pio and the Eucharist

September 19, 2009

Saint Padre Pio minibook

Padre Pio was truly a servant of God. He had a lifelong love affair with Our Lord Jesus in the Eucharist. To him, the Eucharist was the center of all spiritual benefits. It was the life breath of the soul. We believe the Lord gave him an insight as to the power and the magnitude of the Eucharist, from a very early age. As a young man, before he entered the priesthood, he spent hours in the church, adoring Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament. After his ordination, he took a long time for the Consecration of the Mass, to the point where parishioners complained about all the time he spent, in ecstasy, before the bread and wine as they became the Body and Blood of Our Lord Jesus. He had to control himself, to break out of his ecstasy, and force himself back to the Mass, at the orders of his superiors.
He began his preparations for Mass hours before the Mass began. He would constantly ask his fellow Friars what time it was. He always thought it was time to begin Mass, even though it might have been two hours early. When it came to celebrating the Eucharist, he was like a young race-horse, chomping at the bit, waiting impatiently to get out of the starting gate.
We read an eyewitness account in the Voice of Padre Pio, about Padre Pio and the celebration of the Mass.
“But as he started vesting for Mass, his body began to bend forward. As he slowly approached the altar, his body stooped over more and more as if he was being crushed under a heavy cross beam on his shoulders; his gait dragged, his face took on the sorrow of his Lord and Savior. As the mystery of the Sacrifice of the Mass unfolded, Padre Pio reached the pinnacle of suffering at the moment of Elevation of the Host in Consecration.
To quote a witness, `In his eyes I read the expression of a mother who assists at the agony of her son on the scaffold, who sees him expire and who, choked with suffering, silently receives the bloodless body in her arms, able only to give slight caresses.’
He cried during the Mass. It was not weeping so much as it was deep, involuntary sobbing. He cried from the depths of his soul. When he beat his breast during the Confiteor, it was as if he was accusing himself of all the sins committed by man.”
Giant tears cascaded from his closed eyes onto his beard. He took everything that was happening during that time so seriously.

“Padre Pio’s Mass put him into the drama of Calvary. For him it was reliving daily the pain which had wounded him in soul and body that morning of 20 September 1918. The Mass was his daily restigmatization.”


Pope Gregory the Great

September 2, 2009

Pope Gregory the Great

Pope Gregory I the Great
540-604
Father of Medieval Christianity – Doctor of the Church
The First Monk to be elected Pope
One day, I called a brilliant, holy priest-friend, complaining about the attacks against the Church and our country. His advice to me was, “Don’t despair! The world and the Church have been under attack for generations and we are still here!”
To study the history of the world, especially Europe, is to discover the history of the Church. For the Church has always played an integral part in the annals of history, as she continues to follow her Master Jesus Christ, who told the Apostles, “I will be with you till the end of the world.” For since the children of God are living in the world, then so must the happenings of the world be intertwined with Mother Church as her children are affected by the world they live in.
The way the Lord protects us and saves us from the enemy is to send down from Heaven a powerful man or woman, a Super Saint, who is the right instrument for the job at the time when he or she is needed the most.
Rome and Italy under siege
We want to share a little of what was going on in the world of the 5th Century. The world was in a turmoil! This was the beginning of the end of the Western emperors. The collapse of the Roman empire begins with Italy being taken over by one barbarian army placing Italy under the thumb of the Eastern emperors of Constantinople, only to be invaded and ravaged by another barbarian, the Ostrogoth Theodoric, who would rule Italy from Rome, from 493, until his death in 526.
We are now in the 6th Century and we see yet another war brewing. Seeing Theodoric’s demise as an opportunity, we meet another conqueror, Emperor Justinian. He wanted to bring back to Rome some of the glory that it had during its glorious days. He was determined to reclaim North Africa and Italy from the Goths for the Western Roman Empire. He went about it by sending the ominous Belisarius with his Greek armies, who set out by first plowing through North Africa, triumphantly; and then focusing his sights on Italy, he went on to invading Sicily. That engagement successful, he was on to Rome and the rest of Italy. This Italian war lasted from 535 to 553. Through the tenacity of Belisarius, Justinian accomplished what he had set out to do, re-establish the glory that was Rome.
Not to know any respite, Rome was once again invaded by the Goths, with the fierce Totila now leading the charge, laying waste anything or anyone in his way, with nothing less than the occupation of Rome, in mind. The new charging hordes looted everything in sight, destroying that which they could not take. Cities after cities were laid waste, along with the farms in the tiny villages. There was an anger and a helplessness which made monsters out of otherwise good people, trying to cope with the famine which was widespread; and so as a direct result we find Rome and the rest of Italy attacked now from within, with rioting and all forms of chaos.
People were almost out of their minds, not knowing where to turn. And to compound the cross they were forced to carry, an epidemic spread throughout the countryside, claiming those who had not died through starvation and mistreatment. Tossed from conqueror to conqueror, the 500 citizens of Rome who were left alive, suffered the worst persecution and horrible deprivation. All their crops confiscated by the invading armies, and that which they couldn’t take burned and destroyed, the suffering citizens were reduced to near starvation.
For the Goths, the sweet taste of victory and conquest was to be short-lived. General Belisarius returned, and once again led the charge, forcing the Goths to retreat. Once again the victor, the intoxicating smell of conquest for Belisarius was to be as fleeting as a breath of fresh air on a hot, smoldering day. The Emperor Justinian replaced Belisarius with Narses, another general. This was not a good move, because it gave the Goths the opportunity to recapture Rome, which they did.
For the poor citizens of Italy, their lives were like living on a see-saw. Each day, some new tragedy befell them. it must have felt like the sun would never shine on them and their land, again, what with being under the subjugation of one Emperor after another, one conqueror replacing the one before, raising havoc and despair; it seemed even Mother Nature was against them. A great feeling of despair overtook the land. And God’s children cried!
This is where God comes in. Well, He’s always there. He always helps us. During this terrible time, He gave us St. Benedict, who, according to tradition, had an encounter with the Goth conqueror, Totila.
“The vile and murderous tyrant Totila the Goth, spreading his evil ways throughout the Roman Empire, finally came to central Italy and Saint Benedict. Now, Totila had heard of Benedict’s miracles and prophetic gifts, and he thought he would test him. So he took Riggo, the captain of his guards, and dressed him in his regal purple robes (the color of royalty), and sent him to Benedict at Monte Cassino, along with three counts from his court who always escorted him. But the disguise did not fool Benedict, who, upon Riggo appearing before him, addressed the impostor: “My son, why are you wearing these robes, as they do not belong to you?” Riggo fled and reported what had transpired to Totila. Upon hearing his testimony, Totila went in haste to visit St. Benedict. It is written that when Totila appeared before Benedict, he was in such awe and wonder, he fell prostrate before him. Benedict, in his always charitable heart, after inviting him to stand several times, rose and helped Totila to his feet. Benedict spoke severely and prophetically: “It is time you ceased your vile and contemptible conduct. You are doing much evil, and much evil you have done. You will enter Rome; you will rule for nine years; and on the tenth you will die.” Totila remained alarmed and never forgot the prophecy. It was as if he were getting another chance. He went about altering his rule, lending more clemency to his sentencing. It came to pass, as Benedict prophesied: Totila reigned for nine years and died on the tenth year, in 542 A.D.”

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Pope Pius XII – Man of Peace

August 27, 2009

Man of Peace – Prophet – Protector of Victims of War

For us, Pope Pius XII is definitely a hero of our Church.  We want to focus on the part of his life where he had to stand up against the powers of hell, which in his case were Hitler and Mussolini. This excerpt is from our latest book, Saints, Maligned, Misunderstood and Mistreated.  To read the entire chapter, get the book. Let us begin at the beginning of World War II

World War II begins!

September 1, 1939 Nazi tanks rumbled into Poland.  The Poles didn’t have a chance!  On October 27, 1939, Pope Pius XII openly condemned Hitler’s attack on Poland, with his encyclical, Summi Pontificatus. To show his support of Italy’s neutrality, His Holiness paid a visit to King Victor Emmanuel III and Queen Elena at their palace and congratulated them on their decision to remain neutral.

When the Nazis invaded Denmark and Norway in April of 1940, His Holiness Pius XII sent telegrams filled with his condolences, promising to pray for their deliverance from their oppressors.

Mussolini joined forces with Hitler and the Nazis stormed into Rome in September, 1943.  They were under siege!  The Pope set about saving as many Jews as he possibly could.  He ordered monasteries and convents to offer refuge to the Jews.  His Holiness invited Jews and other refugees to join the Palatine guards, increasing their number from four hundred to four thousand.

Calls came in from all over Europe, from Jews and other refugees, pleading with His Holiness for help.  Five hundred Jews set out for Palestine; but were refused landing permission in Istanbul.  Subsequently, they were captured by an Italian patrol boat and all were imprisoned in a concentration camp in Rhodes.  One of the Jews was able to send a plea to Pope Pius XII, whereupon His Holiness (unknown to the Axis), had the prisoners transferred to an improvised camp in southern Italy, where they were safe, until they were freed December, 1943.

The world is under siege by the enemy of God…

The world is, day by day, falling into the hands of the godless ones, but does our Pope despair?  He will go down in the History of our Church as one of her greatest Popes.  People felt lost.  They did not know where to turn.  It looked hopeless and they felt helpless!  Pope Pius XII knew what to do!  Bring men closer to Christ!  Make Jesus in the Holy Eucharist more accessible to His children.  Let them know, beyond a shadow of a doubt they are not alone – He is with us to the end of the world!

Institute liturgical reforms!

Pope Pius XII initiated the evening Mass; he instituted the new Eucharistic fast regulations; and brought about more participation of the Laity in the Mass.  From where did His Holiness draw his fortitude and discernment to face the daily challenges of the world, and subsequently lead God’s children to Him?  If he were alive, he would answer – from the Eucharist (with his daily two hours before the Blessed Sacrament) and the Holy Mass.

Then in answer to that question, he would say, as son of Mary, from His Mother.  She was his strength and solace.  Pope Pius has been called (and rightly so) the “Pope of Mary.” Although we have always believed, from the very beginning, that Mother Mary was taken up, body and soul to Heaven by Her Son Jesus, it was Pope Pius XII, on November 1, 1950, who declared the Assumption of the Blessed Mother of God a doctrine of the Faith.  In his prayer to Our Lady of the Assumption, our dear, much maligned Pope pleaded with his Mother to turn Her eyes “toward this world, held in the clutches of wars, persecutions, oppression of the just and the weak.  And from the shadows of this vale of tears, we seek in your heavenly assistance and tender mercy comfort for our aching hearts and help in the trials of the Church, and of our fatherland.  Comforted by our faith in future resurrection, we look to you, our life, our sweetness and our hope.”

He consecrated Russia and the whole world to the Immaculate Heart of Mary, in 1942.  Then in 1945, he initiated the Feast of the Immaculate Heart of Mary. In addition, he encouraged the use of the Brown Scapular of Carmel. And the times so dire, he initiated the Apostleship of Prayer. When we are in trouble, we call out Mama!  Gentle but wise father, the Lord’s Vicar on earth solemnly proclaimed 1950 a Marian Year, and then ended the year with the proclamation of the Assumption of the Blessed Mother of God as a dogma.  In addition, he instituted the Feast of the Queenship of Mary.  He also proclaimed the Centenary of the Apparitions of Our Blessed Lady to St. Bernadette.

The Pope’s heroism during World War II

A well-known journalist and publisher, upset over the widely orchestrated anti-clerical attacks against the Church, turned to the Pope and requested all newspapers in Italy publish all the acts of mercy performed by the Church during World War II.  To which the Pope replied, “Only God must be testimony to what is done for our neighbor.”

Although His Holiness never wanted to broadcast his deeds of mercy, others have come forward and have lauded the Pope, especially for his involvement on behalf of Jewish refugees.  There was, for example, a story published in the International Herald Tribune, October 22, 2001, part of the official Italian war record, citing the many acts performed by His Holiness.

One situation cited: From 1943 to 1945, Leonardo Marinelli was a commander in the Royal Finance Guard in the Aprica internment camp, located in northern Italy.  In his Diary there is an account, entered September 12, 1943, which reads, The Pope sent Giuseppe Carozzi, a young Italian priest, to entreat Marinelli to grant permits to enter Switzerland to 300 Jewish internees.  Although it was contrary to orders by the Nazi government that permits be granted to Jews, prisoners of war, or anyone who had not joined Mussolini’s puppet Republic of  Salo to cross the border, Marinelli granted the Pope his wishes and for the next four days, as the prisoners were crossing the border, guards could be seen carrying their belongings.

Marinelli was later placed in an internment camp, by the Nazis, but escaped.  He testified before the Finance Guard high command in July, 1945, that all he had written in his Diary was true.

Pope Pius II was not silent.  He dared to speak out, contrary to the propaganda being broadcast by the media, who would soil his precious name.  Pius XII reaffirmed the rights of the family, the rights of parents to supervise their children’s education, and the rights of conscience, stressing the fundamental unity of all mankind under the fatherhood of God.

The Pope faces war within the walls of Rome on his knees.

It appeared war was coming to Rome, with the inevitability of Allied and German troops fighting in the streets of his beloved city of the seven hills.  What did the Pope do?  He went to the Church of St. Ignatius Loyola and implored the Mother of God!  His only recourse to the possible senseless destruction of Rome was to get down on his knees and pray.  And so he did, all night!  He was joined by clergy and the faithful of Rome, all petitioning the Mother of God, for her intercession, as they prayed before the sacred image of the Madonna del Divino Amore. Rome was spared!

Pope Pius XII was a shining light in the darkness that permeated the world, a light that would not allow itself to be extinguished.  He was not only an instrument of peace; he was an oracle of love.  He not only took Jesus’ words, You must love your enemy…seriously, he lived them, exchanging love for hatred and peace for war.  A case in point, when it was reported to him that Joseph Stalin wished to know how many divisions there were in his army, he replied, “You may tell my son Joseph he will meet my divisions in Heaven.”

He proved he could not only love his enemy, he could call him son.  Plainly separating the action from the person, he looked upon those who were doing monstrous things against God and His children as poor, misguided children who had fallen under the spell of the evil one and his fallen angels.  And how God has to weep, when He sees the perfect creation he breathed life into become soiled irreparably by sin, the most horrible sins against God and man.

A cute story!  The war was coming to an end!  The Fifth Allied Army rumbled into Rome, amidst much fanfare, flags waving, banners draped over balconies welcoming their liberators from the Nazis.  Lieutenant General Mark Clark, commander of the Fifth Allied Army appeared before the Pope, apologetically asking his pardon:  “I am afraid you have been disturbed by the noise of my tanks.  I am sorry.”  The Pope replied, a gleam in his eyes, “General, any time you come to liberate Rome, you can make as much noise as you like.”

History refuses to be changed!

Contrary to what the media and a few very vocal enemies of true peace and justice would have you believe, we have the testimony of the Chief Rabbi of Rome, Israel Anton Zolli!  Israel Zoller (as Rabbi Zolli was formerly called before his name was italianized to Zolli), was born in Brodj, Galizia, on September 17, 1881.  He came from a family of Polish Jews who had been Rabbis for four centuries.  To give you a little background on the Rabbi, he was named Rabbi of Trieste, when it was part of the Austrian-Hungarian Empire.  He also held the Hebrew Language and Literature Chair at the University of Padua.  Then in 1940, the Fascists stepped in and took away his Chair and sent him to Rome as Chief Rabbi.

When he was interviewed by the American Hebrew newspaper, on July 14th, 1944, he reiterated having been hidden in the Vatican during the German occupation of Rome.  He unequivocally testified,

“The Vatican has always helped the Jews and the Jews are very grateful for the charitable work of the Vatican, all done without distinction of race.”

When the war ended, Rabbi Zolli converted to the Catholic Faith and wrote his memoirs, Before the Dawn in 1954.  He shared he had a vision of Christ, Who called him to the Church.  He said he heard the voice say, “You are here for the last time.”  It was on Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement, the holiest day of the Jewish calendar.

The previous article was based on the Chapter about Venerable Pope Pius XII in Bob and Penny Lord’s book, “Saints Maligned Misunderstood and Mistreated.” To order this book click here