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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.

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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. Albert the Great - On Cleaving to God "I have had the idea of writing something for myself on and about the state of complete and full abstraction from everything and of cleaving freely, confidently, nakedly and firmly to God alone, so as to describe it fully in so far as it is possible in this abode of exile and pilgrimage , especially since the goal of Christian perfection is the love by which we cleave to God.

In fact everyone is obligated, to this loving cleaving to God as necessary for salvation, in the form of observing the commandments and conforming to the divine will, and the observation of the commandments excludes everything that is contrary to the nature and habit of love, including mortal sin. Members of religious orders have committed themselves in addition to evangelical perfection, and to the things that constitute a voluntary and counselled perfection by means of which one may arrive more quickly to the supreme goal which is God.

Therese of Lisieux - Autobiography, Story of a Soul "I often asked myself why God had preferences, why all souls did not receive an equal measure of grace. I was filled with wonder when I saw extraordinary favors showered on great sinners like St. Paul, St.

Augustine, St.

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Mary Magdalen, and many others, whom He forced, so to speak, to receive His grace. In reading the lives of the Saints I was surprised to see that there were certain privileged souls, whom Our Lord favoured from the cradle to the grave, allowing no obstacle in their path which might keep them from mounting towards Him, permitting no sin to soil the spotless brightness of their baptismal robe. And again it puzzled me why so many poor savages should die without having even heard the name of God.

What have I done for God that He should shower so many graces upon me? A whole month has passed since we parted; but why do I say parted? Even were the wide ocean between us, our souls would remain as one. And yet I know that not to have me is real suffering, and if I listened to myself I should ask Jesus to let me bear the sadness in your stead!

I do not listen, as you see; I should be afraid of being selfish in wishing for myself the better part — I mean the suffering. You are right — life is often burdensome and bitter. It is painful to begin a day of toil, especially when Jesus hides Himself from our love. What is this sweet Friend about?

Does He not see our anguish and the burden that weighs us down? Why does He not come and comfort us? In his desire to reach the top of the stairs to find his mother, he lifts his little foot to climb the first stair. It is all in vain, and at each renewed effort he falls. Well, be like that little child. Always keep lifting your foot to climb the ladder of holiness, and do not imagine that you can mount even the first step.

All God asks of you is good will. From the top of the ladder He looks lovingly upon you, and soon, touched by your fruitless efforts, He will Himself come down, and, taking you in His arms, will carry you to His Kingdom never again to leave Him.

But should you cease to raise your foot, you will be left for long on the earth. Basil, St. Chrysostom, Clement of Alexandria, St.

Augustine, and other Fathers, teach that prayer is necessary to adults, not only because of the obligation of the precept as they say , but because it is necessary as a means of salvation.

That is to say, in the ordinary course of Providence, it is impossible that a Christian should be saved without recommending himself to God, and asking for the graces necessary to salvation. Thomas teaches the same: 'After baptism, continual prayer is necessary to man, in order that he may enter heaven; for though by baptism our sins are remitted, there still remain concupiscence to assail us from within, and the world and the devil to assail us from without.

That it was a shameful thing to quit His conversation, to think of trifles and fooleries.


That we should feed and nourish our souls with high notions of GOD; which would yield us great joy in being devoted to Him. That we ought to quicken, i. That it was lamentable we had so little; and that instead of taking faith for the rule of their conduct, men amused themselves with trivial devotions, which changed daily.

That the way of Faith was the spirit of the Church, and that it was sufficient to bring us to a high degree of perfection. Be brave and fight courageously. You must be joined together in a close union of mind and heart, which is stronger and far more formidable to the world and to hell than are the armed forces of a great nation to its enemies. Evil spirits are united to destroy you; you must be united to crush them. The avaricious are united to make money and amass gold and silver; you must combine your efforts to acquire the eternal treasures hidden in the Cross.

Pleasureseekers unite to enjoy themselves; you must be united to suffer. Louis de Montfort - True Devotion to Mary "God the Father willed that she should perform no miracle during her life, at least no public one, although he had given her the power to do so.

God the Son willed that she should speak very little although he had imparted his wisdom to her. Even though Mary was his faithful spouse, God the Holy Spirit willed that his apostles and evangelists should say very little about her and then only as much as was necessary to make Jesus known. Mary is the supreme masterpiece of Almighty God and he has reserved the knowledge and possession of her for himself. There are two reasons for doing this: first of all, to honour the three crowns of Jesus and Mary - Jesus' crown of grace at the time of his Incarnation, his crown of thorns during his passion, and his crown of glory in heaven, and of course the three-fold crown which the Blessed Trinity gave Mary in heaven.

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.

It is certain that growth in the holiness of God is your vocation. All your thoughts, words, actions, everything you suffer or undertake must lead you towards that end.

Otherwise you are resisting God in not doing the work for which he created you and for which he is even now keeping you in being. What a marvellous transformation is possible!

Dust into light, uncleanness into purity, sinfulness into holiness, creature into Creator, man into God! A marvellous work, I repeat, so difficult in itself, and even impossible for a mere creature to bring about, for only God can accomplish it by giving his grace abundantly and in an extraordinary manner.

The very creation of the universe is not as great an achievement as this. You have fled like the hart, Having wounded me. I ran after You, crying; but You were gone. IN this first stanza the soul, enamored of the Word, the Son of God, the Bridegroom, desiring to be united to Him in the clear and substantial vision, sets before Him the anxieties of its love, complaining of His absence.

And this the more so because, now pierced and wounded with love, for which it had abandoned all things, even itself, it has still to endure the absence of the Beloved, Who has not released it from its mortal flesh, that it might have the fruition of Him in the glory of eternity. Before we enter upon the exposition of these stanzas, it is well to understand here that the soul that utters them is now in the state of perfection, which is the union of love with God, having already passed through severe trials and straits, by means of spiritual exercise in the narrow way of eternal life whereof Our Saviour speaks in the Gospel, along which way the soul ordinarily passes in order to reach this high and happy union with God.

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Since this road as the Lord Himself says likewise is so strait, and since there are so few that enter by it,19 the soul considers it a great happiness and good chance to have passed along it to the said perfection of love, as it sings in this first stanza, calling this strait road with full propriety 'dark night,' as will be explained hereafter in the lines of the said stanza. It seems, because it is so forcefully transformed in God, so sublimely possessed by him, and arrayed with such rich gifts and virtues, that it is singularly close to beatitude - so close that only a thin veil separates it.

Its works are pleasing both to God and man, rising from the River of Life, beside which it is rooted like a tree.

Otherwise it would produce neither leaves nor fruit, for the waters of grace nourish it, keep it from withering from drought, and cause it to bring forth good fruit. But the soul by sinning withdraws from this stream of life, and growing beside a black and fetid pool, can produce nothing but disgusting and unwholesome fruit. She was singularly pure in all her ways.

Though possessing great beauty, yet was it never known that she gave reason to suspect that she made any account whatever of it; for, though she was only three-and-thirty years of age when she died, her apparel was already that of a woman advanced in years.

She was very calm, and had great sense. The sufferings she went through during her life were grievous, her death most Christian. We were three sisters and nine brothers.

All, by the mercy of God, resembled their parents in goodness except myself, though I was the most cherished of my father. And, before I began to offend God, I think he had some reason,—for I am filled with sorrow whenever I think of the good desires with which our Lord inspired me, and what a wretched use I made of them.

Besides, my brothers never in any way hindered me in the service of God. Since worldly people have so little respect for Thee, what can we expect them to have for us? Can it be that we deserve that they should treat us any better than they have treated Thee?

Have we done more for them than Thou hast done that they should be friendly to us? What then? What can we expect -- we who, through the goodness of the Lord, are free from that pestilential infection, and do not, like those others, belong to the devil? They have won severe punishment at his hands and their pleasures have richly earned them eternal fire.

So to eternal fire they will have to go, though nonetheless it breaks my heart to see so many souls travelling to perdition. I would the evil were not so great and I did not see more being lost everyday. Gemma Galgani "The first thing I remember is that when I was a little girl not seven years old, my mother used to take me into her arms and often when she did this she cried and said to me: "I have prayed so much that Jesus would give me a little girl.

He has given me this consolation; it is true, but too late. I am ill," she would say to me, "and I must die.

I must leave you. Oh, if I could only take you with me! Would you come? It was my mother, dear Father, who first made me want to go to heaven when I was just a little child. And when I still show this desire, I am reprimanded and receive an emphatic "No" for an answer. In this, namely, that it is essentially the same, nay the very same sacrifice that was offered on the cross of Calvary, with this sole difference, however, that the sacrifice of the cross was bloody, and was offered once, and did, on that one tremendous moment, satisfy fully for all the sins of the world; while the sacrifice of the altar is an unbloody sacrifice, which can be repeated throughout all times, and was insituted in order to apply to each of us that universal atonement which Christ made for us on Calvary.

Nor shall they be godfathers to men or women, lest on this account any scandal should arise among the Brethren or concerning them. At the time when, without her noticing it, the embassy of heaven drew nigh unto her, she was engaged in the highest contemplation concerning the mysteries which the Lord had renewed in her by so many favors during the nine preceding days.

And since, as we have said above, the Lord himself had assured her that his Only begotten would soon descend to assume human form, this great Queen was full of fervent and joyful affection in the expectation of its execution and inflamed with humble love, she spoke in her heart :" Is it possible that the blessed time has arrived, in which the Word of the eternal Father is to be born and to converse with men?

In accordance with their petition, He journeyed directly to Nazareth through Galilee, continuing to preach and teach publicly on the way and proclaiming Himself as the Master of truth and eternal life. Many, carried away by the force of his doctrines and by the light and grace overflowing into their hearts, began to listen to Him and to follow Him; though He did not, for the present, call any more to be his disciples.

Then the Apostles themselves began to baptize amid the most devout and orderly attention of the others. The catechumens entered one door of the Cenacle and after being baptized, they passed out through another, while the disciples and others of the faithful acted as ushers. 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. I had no illusions about what he was. I had no desire to save his soul. It could be a twisted, ugly bitch.

The only kind that could touch me. Because some of us, we belonged in the dark. And Dominic and I belonged in the dark. He is the ultimate Anti-Hero, so be prepared for a crazy, rough ride. This book is intended for mature readers.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?

And Dominic and I belonged in the dark. Lift your gaze together with me toward this altar of faith. Then the Apostles themselves began to baptize amid the most devout and orderly attention of the others. In the shadow of this tree of poverty turned mendicant, a seed planted by Christ in the religious garden of his Church, watered by Dominic de Guzman and Francis of Assisi, future centuries were to see gathered together an army of saints and virgins, varied in their vesture and observances, but relishing its fruits in an austere, laborious and crowning life.

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. 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.

I invite you to share my admiration, Brethren, for this man who, in company with his Bishop, crosses the rugged frontiers separating Aragon from Gascony.

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