Tuesday, 18 November 2025

18 NOVEMBER – DEDICATION OF THE BASILICAS OF SAINTS PETER AND PAUL


Among the holy places venerated of old by the Christians, those were the most honoured and most frequented in which the bodies of the Saints were preserved, or some relic or memorial of the Martyrs. Chief among these holy places has ever been that part of the Vatican hill which was called the Confession of Saint Peter. Christians from all parts of the world flocked to there, as to the rock of the faith and the foundation of the Church, and honoured with the greatest reverence and piety the spot hallowed by the sepulchre of the prince of the Apostles.


To there on the octave day of his baptism, came the emperor Constantine the Great, and taking off his diadem, he prostrated on the ground with many tears. Then taking a hoe and mattock he broke up the earth, of which twelve baskets were taken away in honour of the twelve Apostles, and on the site thus marked out, he built the basilica of the Prince of the Apostles. Pope Saint Sylvester dedicated it on the fourteenth of the Calends of December, just as he had consecrated the Lateran church on the fifth of the Ides of November. He erected in it a stone altar which he anointed with chrism, and decreed that thenceforward all altars should be made of stone. The same blessed Sylvester dedicated the basilica of Saint Paul the Apostle on the Via Ostiensis, also magnificently built by the emperor Constantine, who enriched both basilicas with many estates and rich gifts and ornaments.

The Vatican basilica, however, began to decay through age and was rebuilt from its foundations on a more extensive and magnificent scale through the piety of several Pontiffs. It was solemnly dedicated by Pope Urban VIII on this day in 1626. In the year 1823 the Ostian basilica was burnt to the ground, but the ruins were repaired and it was rebuilt more splendidly than before, through the unwearied exertions of four Popes. Blessed Pius IX, seizing the auspicious occasion, when his Definition of the dogma of the Immaculate Conception of the blessed Virgin Mary had drawn an immense number of Cardinals and Bishops from distant parts of the Catholic world to Rome, solemnly dedicated this basilica on the tenth of December 1854, assisted and surrounded by this noble gathering of prelates, and he decreed that the anniversary commemoration should be celebrated on this day.

Dom Prosper Guéranger:
QUOD DUCE TE MUNDUS SURREXIT IN ASTRA TRIUMPHANS, HANC CONSTANTINUS VICTOR TIBI CONDIDIT AULAM. Because the world under your conduct has risen triumphant to the very heavens, Constantine the emperor has built this temple in your honour. This inscription stood in letters of gold over the triumphal arch in the ancient Vatican Basilica. Never did the Roman genius frame a more magnificent utterance in so few words. never did the greatness of Simon Bar-Jonah appear to such advantage on the seven hills. In 1506 the great arch that had looked down upon twelve centuries of prostrate pilgrims fell from old age and the beautiful inscription perished. But Michelangelo’s lofty dome points out to the city and the world the spot where sleeps the Galilean fisherman, the successor of the Caesars, the Vicar of Christ, the ruler of the destinies of Rome. The second glory of the eternal City is the tomb of Saint Paul on the Via Ostiensis. Unlike that of St. Peter, which lies deep down in the Vatican crypt, this tomb is raised to the level of the floor by massive masonry, on which rests the great sarcophagus. This circumstance was ascertained in 1841 when the papal altar was reconstructed. It was evidently to obviate the consequences of inundations from the Tiber that the sarcophagus had thus been raised above the place where Lucina had first laid it. The pilgrim certainly finds nothing to blame in this arrangement when, on looking through the small opening in the centre of the altar, his respectful glance falls upon the marble of the tomb, and he reads these imposing words traced in large characters of Constantine’s period: PAULO APOSTOLO ET MARTYRI. To Paul Apostle and Martyr. Thus Christian Rome is protected on the North and South by these two citadels. Let us enter into the sentiments of our fathers when they said of this privileged city: “Peter the door-keeper, sets his holy dwelling at the entrance: who can deny that this city is like Heaven? At the other extremity, Paul from his temple guards the walls. Rome lies between the two: here then God dwells.”
The present feast therefore deserves to be more than a local solemnity. Its extension to the universal Church is a subject for the world’s gratitude. Thanks to this feast we can all make together in spirit today the pilgrimage ad limina Apostolorum, which our ancestors performed with such fatigue and danger, yet never thought they purchased too dearly its holy joys and blessings. “Heavenly mountains, glittering heights of the new Sion! There are the gates of our true country, the two lights of the immense world. There Paul’s voice is heard like thunder. There Peter withholds or hurls the bolt. The former opens the hearts of men, the latter opens heaven. Peter is the foundation-stone, Paul the architect of the temple where stands the altar by which God is propitiated. Both together form a single fountain which pours out its healing and refreshing waters” (Venatius Fortunatus, Miscellania, iii. 7).
Also on this day according to the ROMAN MARTYROLOGY:

At Antioch, the birthday of St. Romanus, martyr, in the time of the emperor Galerius. When the prefect Asclepiades broke into the churches and strove to destroy them completely, Romanus exhorted the Christians to resist him, and after being subjected to dire torments and the cutting out of his tongue (without which, however, he spoke the praises of God), he was strangled in prison and crowned with a glorious martyrdom. Before him suffered a young boy named Barula, who being asked by him whether it was better to worship one God or several gods, and having answered that we must believe in the one God whom the Christians adore, was scourged and beheaded.

Also at Antioch, the holy martyr Hesychius, a soldier. Hearing the order that anyone refusing to sacrifice to idols should lay aside his military belt, he immediately took off his. For this reason, he was precipitated into the river with a large stone tied to his right hand.

The same day, the Saints Oriculus and his companions, who suffered for the Catholic faith in the persecution of the Vandals.

At Mayence, St. Maximus, bishop, who, after suffering much from the Arians, died a confessor in the time of Constantius.

At Tours, the departure from this life of blessed Odo, abbot of Cluny.

At Antioch, St. Thomas, a monk honoured with an annual solemnity by the people of Antioch for having obtained the cessation of a pestilence by his prayers.

At Lucca in Tuscany, the translation of St. Frigdian, bishop and confessor.

And in other places, many other holy martyrs, confessors and virgins.

Thanks be to God.

Monday, 17 November 2025

17 NOVEMBER – SAINT GREGORY THE WONDER-WORKER (Bishop and Confessor)

 
Gregory, bishop of Neocaesarea in Pontus, was illustrious for his holiness and learning, but still more for his miracles which were so startling and so numerous that he was called the Thaumaturgus. And, according to Saint Basil, he was considered comparable to Moses, the Prophets and the Apostles. By his prayer he removed a mountain which was an obstacle to the building of a church. He also dried up a lake which was a cause of dissension between brothers. The river Lycus, which was inundating and devastating the fields, he restrained by fixing in the bank his stick which immediately grew into a green tree and served as a limit which the river henceforth never overpassed.

He frequently expelled the devils from idols and from men’s bodies, and worked many other miracles, by means of which he led multitudes to the faith of Christ. He also foretold future events by the spirit of prophecy. When he was dying, be asked how many infidels remained in the city of Neocaesarea, and on being informed that there were only 17, he gave thanks to God, and said: “When I was made bishop, there were but 17 believers.” He wrote several works by which, as well as by his miracles, he adorned the Church of God.

Dom Prosper Guéranger:
“Moses instructed in all the wisdom of the Egyptians, mighty in his words and in his deeds,” (Act vii. 22) retired into the desert: Gregory, adorned with the best gifts of birth and nature, brilliant in rhetoric, rich in every science, hid himself from men in the flower of his youth and hastened to offer to God in solitude the holocaust best pleasing to the Lord. Each was the hope of his race, yet each turned away to lose himself in the contemplation of heavenly mysteries. Meanwhile, the yoke of Pharaoh lay heavy upon Israel. Meanwhile, souls were perishing, whom one of Gregory’s burning words might have snatched from the empire of idolatry: was not such flight, then, desertion? Is it for man to proclaim himself a saviour when Jesus did not arrogate that title to Himself? And when evil was rife all around, did the Carpenter of Nazareth do wrong to remain in the shade for 30 years previous to His short period of ministry? O ye teachers of our excited, fevered times who dream of a new hierarchy among the virtues and understand divine charity far otherwise than did our fathers, not those are of the race of Israel’s saviours whose ideas concerning social good differ from those of the world’s Redeemer.
Gregory, like Moses, was of that blessed race. His friends and enemies agreed in saying that he resembled the Hebrew legislator in the excellence of his virtue, and in the splendour of the prodigies wrought by his word. Both were actuated by the desire of knowing God, and manifesting Him to the men they were called to lead: the fullness of doctrine is the gift most necessary to the guides of the people, and their want of it the greatest penury. “I am who am” was the answer to Moses’ enquiry, and this sublime formula confided to him from the midst of the burning bush authenticated the mission which called him forth from the desert. When Gregory was commanded by God to go out into the world, the blessed Virgin, of whom the burning bush was a figure, appeared before his dazzled eyes in the dark night when he was praying for light. And Saint John, following the Mother of God, let fall from his lips this other formula completing the former for the disciples of the Law of love: “One only God, Father of the living Word, of that substantial and mighty Wisdom who is the eternal expression of Himself; the perfect principle of the only and perfect Son begotten by Him. One only Lord, sole-begotten of the Only one; God of God, efficacious Word, Wisdom embracing and containing the world, creative power of all creation, true Son of a true Father. One only Holy Spirit, holding of God His divine existence, revealed to men by the Son of whom he is the perfect likeness, life and life-giving, holy and imparting holiness. The perfect Trinity, immutable, inseparable in glory, in eternity, in dominion.”
This was the message our Saint was to communicate to his country, the creed that was to bear his name in the Church. By his faith in the most Holy Trinity he was to remove mountains and set limits to the waves to drive out Satan and eradicate infidelity from Pontus. When, towards the year 240, Gregory, then bishop, was on his way to Neocaesarea, he saw on all sides the temples of idols and stopped for the night at a famous sanctuary. In the morning all the gods had taken to flight and refused to come back, but the Saint gave to the priest of the oracle a note thus worded: Gregory to Satan: return. A more bitter defeat awaited the demons. Forced to stay their precipitate retreat, they were compelled to witness the ruin of their empire over the souls they had abused. The priest was the first to give himself up to the Bishop and became his deacon. And soon upon the ruins of the temples everywhere overthrown arose the Church of Christ, the only God.
Happy was that Church, so firmly founded that heresy was powerless against it in the following century when so many others bowed before the storm of Arianism. On the testimony of Saint Basil, the successors of Saint Gregory, themselves eminent men, were as an adornment of precious stones, a crown of stars, to the Church of Neocaesarea. Now all these illustrious Pontiffs, says he, considered it an honour to keep up the memory of their great predecessor. They would never suffer that any act, word, or movement other than his, in performing the sacred rites, should prevail over the traditions he had left.
When Clement XII, as we have seen, established in the entire Church the feast of Saint Gertrude the Great, he at first decreed that it should be kept on this day, on which it is still celebrated by the Order of Saint Benedict. But as the 17th November had been for long centuries assigned to Saint Gregory Thaumaturgus, it seemed unfitting, said Benedict XIV, that he who moved mountains should himself be moved from his place by the holy virgin. Accordingly in 1739, the year following its institution, the feast of Saint Gertrude was fixed on the fifteenth of this month.
Note: That feast was later moved to the 16th of October.
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O holy Pontiff, your faith, removing mountains and commanding the waves, was a justification of our Lord’s promise. Teach us in our turn to do honour to the Gospel by never doubting of our Lord’s word and of the help he promises us against Satan whom the Church points out to us today as the proud mountain that is to be cast into the sea, and also against the overflowing tide of our passions and the enticements of the world, of which your writings teach us the vanity. After the victory let us not forget that the succour came to us from Heaven. Preserve us from ingratitude, which you so detested. We still possess the touching eulogy dictated by your gratitude towards the illustrious master, to whose teachings, under God, you owed the glorious strength and splendour of your faith. Here is a precious and practical lesson for all: while praising divine Providence in the man who was His predestined instrument in your regard, you never forgot the homage due to the Angel of God who had preserved you from falling into the abyss during the darkness of infidelity in which your first years were spent: that heavenly Guardian who, ever watchful in his active, enlightened, persevering devotedness, supplies for our insufficiencies, nourishes and instructs us, leads us by the hand, and secretly arranges for our souls those blessed circumstances and occasions which transform our life and secure eternal happiness. How can we sinful creatures sufficiently thank the Author of all good, the infinite Being who gives to man both the holy Angels and the visible intermediaries of divine grace on Earth? But let us take courage, for we have as our Head His own Son, His Word who saved our souls, and who rules the universe. He alone, and that without effort, can render to His Father unceasing, eternal thanksgiving, for Himself and for us all, without risk of not knowing or of forgetting the least subject of gratitude, without fear of any imperfection in the manner or the magnitude of His praise. To Him, then, to the divine Word, we commit as you did, O Gregory, the care of perfecting the expression of our gratitude for the unspeakable kindness of our heavenly Father. For the Word is to us, as to you, the only channel of piety, gratitude and love. May He give us in these days pastors who will imitate your works, and may He raise up again the ancient churches of the East which once received such light from you!
Also on this day according to the ROMAN MARTYROLOGY:

In Palestine, the holy martyrs Alphaeus and Zacchaeus, who in the first year of the persecution of Diocletian, after many torments underwent capital punishment.

At Cordova, during the same persecution, the holy martyrs Acisclus, and Victoria, his sister, who were most cruelly tortured by order of the governor Dion, and thus merited to be crowned by Our Lord for their glorious sufferings.

At Alexandria, St. Denis, bishop, a man of the most profound learning. Renowned for having often confessed the faith, and illustrious by the various sufferings and torments he had endured, full of days he rested in peace a confessor, in the time of the emperors Valerian and Gallienus.

At Orleans, St. Anian, bishop, whose precious death in the sight of the Lord is attested by frequent miracles.

In England, St. Hugh, bishop, who was called from a Carthusian monastery to the government of the church of Lincoln. He ended his holy life in peace, renowned for many miracles.

At Tours, St. Gregory, bishop.

At Florence, St. Eugenius, confessor, deacon of blessed Zenobius, bishop of that city.

In Germany, St. Gertrude, virgin, of the Order of St. Benedict, who was renowned for the revelations she received. Her festival is celebrated on the sixteenth of this month.

And in other places, many other holy martyrs, confessors and virgins.

Thanks be to God.

Sunday, 16 November 2025

16 NOVEMBER – SAINT GERTRUDE THE GREAT (Virgin)

Dom Prosper Guéranger:
The school which is founded upon the rule of the great Patriarch of the Monks of the West began with Saint Gregory the Great. Such was the independent action of the Holy Spirit who guided it that in it women have prophesied as well as men. It is enough to mention Saint Hildegarde and Saint Gertrude, with whom we may fitly associate Saint Mechtilde and Saint Frances of Rome. Any one who has tried modern methods will find, on making acquaintance with these ancient writers, that he is breathing another atmosphere and is urged onward by a gentle authority which is never felt, but which allows no rest. He will not find that subtlety, that keen and learned analysis he has met with elsewhere, and which rather weary than aid the soul.
The pious and learned Father Faber has brought out, with his characteristic sagacity, the advantages of that form of spirituality which gives the soul breadth and liberty, and so produces in many persons effects which some modern methods fail of producing: “No one,” says he, “can be at all acquainted with the old-fashioned Benedictine school of spiritual writers, without perceiving and admiring the beautiful liberty of spirit which pervades and poesesses their whole mind.”
“It is just what we should expect from an order of such matured traditions. Saint Gertrude is a fair specimen of them. She is thoroughly Benedictine... A spirit of breadth, a spirit of liberty, that is the Catholic spirit. And it was eminently the badge of the old Benedictine ascetics. Modem writers for the most part have tightened things, and have lost by it instead of gaining. By frightening people, they have lessened devotion in extent, and by overstraining it, they have lowered it in degree” (Faber, All for Jesus).
In any case, there are many ways, and every way is good which brings men back to God by a thorough conversion of heart. But we are sure that those who may be led to commit themselves to the guidance of a saint of the old school will not lose their time, and that if they meet with less philosophy and less psychology on their way, they will be subdued by the simplicity and authority of her language, and be moved and melted as they contrast their own souls with that of their saintly guide. And this blessed revolution will take place in almost every soul that follows Saint Gertrude in the week of Exercises she proposes to them, if only they really desire to draw yet more closely the ties which unite them to God, if their intention be fixed aright, and their souls truly recollected in God. We may almost venture to assure such persons that they will come forth from these Exercises transformed in their whole being.
They will return to them again and again with ever increasing pleasure, for they will have no discouraging memory of fatigue, nor of the slightest constraint laid upon their liberty of spirit. They will feel confounded, indeed, to be admitted so near the inmost heart of so great a saint, but they will also feel that they have been created for the same end as that saint, and that they must bestir themselves, and quit all easy, dangerous ways which lead to perdition. And if we be asked from where comes that wonderful influence which our Saint exercises over all who listen to her, our answer would be: from her surpassing holiness. She does not prove the possibility of spiritual movement and advance. She moves and advances. A blessed soul, sent down from Heaven to dwell awhile with men, and speaking the language of the heavenly country in this land of exile would doubtless utterly transform those who heard its speech.
Now Saint Gertrude was admitted to such familiar converse with the Son of God that her words have just the accent of such a soul. And this is why they have been and are like winged arrows which pierce and wound all within their range. The understanding is enlarged and enlightened by her pure and elevated doctrine, and yet Saint Gertrude never lectures or preaches. The heart is touched and melted, and yet Saint Gertrude speaks only to God. The soul judges itself, condemns itself, renews itself by compunction, and yet Saint Gertrude has made no effort to move or convict it.
And if we ask what is the source of the special blessing attached to the language of Saint Gertrude, the answer is that it blesses because it is so impregnated with the divine Word, not only with the revelations which Saint Gertrude received from her heavenly Spouse, but with the sacred Scriptures and the liturgy of the Church. This holy daughter of the cloister drank in light and life day by day from the source of all true contemplation, from the very fountain of living waters which gushes forth from the psalms and the inspired words of the divine Office. Her every sentence shows how exclusively her soul was nourished with this heavenly food.
She so lived into the liturgy of the Church that we continually find in her revelations that the Saviour discloses to her the mysteries of Heaven, and the Mother of God and the saints hold converse with her on some Antiphon, or Response, or Introit, which the Saint is singing with delight, and of which she is striving to feel all the force and the sweetness. Hence that unceasing flow of unaffected poetry which seems to have become quite natural to her, and that hallowed enthusiasm which raises the literary beauty of her writings almost to the height of mystical inspiration. This child of the thirteenth century, buried in a monastery of Swabia, preceded Dante in the paths of spiritual poetry. Sometimes her soul breaks forth into tender and touching elegy. Sometimes the fire which consumes her bursts forth in transports of fervour. Sometimes her feelings clothe themselves quite instinctively in a dramatic form. Sometimes she stops short in her sublimest flights, and she who almost rivals the seraphim, descends to Earth, but only to prepare herself for a still higher flight. It is as though there had been an unending struggle between the humility which held her prostrate in the dust and the aspirations of her soul, panting after Jesus, who was drawing her, and who had lavished on her such exceeding love.
In our opinion the writings of Saint Gertrude lose nothing of their indescribable beauty even when placed beside those of Saint Teresa. Nay, we think that the saint of Germany is not infrequently superior to her sister of Spain. The latter, full of impetuous ardour has not, it is true, the tinge of pensive melancholy which colours the writings of the former. But Saint Gertrude knew Latin so well, and was so profoundly versed in the letter and the spirit of the holy Scriptures, that we do not hesitate to pronounce her style superior in richness and in force to that of Saint Teresa.
Still we pray the reader not to be frightened at the thought of being placed under the guidance of a seraph when his conscience tells him that he has still so much to do in the purgative way, before he can venture to enter upon paths which may never open to him on Earth. Let him simply listen to Saint Gertrude, let him fix his eye upon her, and have faith in the end she proposes to him. When the holy Church puts in our mouths the language of the Psalms, she knows full well that that language is often far beyond the feelings of our soul. But if we wish to bring ourselves up to the level of these divine hymns, our best method is certainly to repeat them frequently in faith and humility, and await the transformation they will assuredly effect. Saint Gertrude detaches us gently from ourselves, and brings us to Jesus by going before us herself, and by drawing us after her, though at a great distance. She goes straight to the heart of her divine Spouse, and she might well do so. But will it not be an inestimable blessing if she bring us to his feet like Magdalene, penitent and transformed by love? Even when she writes for her sisters alone, let us not suppose that these exquisite pages are useless to those of us who are living in the midst of the world. The religious life, when expounded by such an interpreter, is a spectacle as instructive as it is striking. Need we say that the practice of the precepts of the Gospel becomes more easy to those who have well pondered and admired the practice of its counsels? What is the Imitation of Christ but a book written by a monk for the use of monks, and yet who is not familiar with its teaching? How many seculars delight in the writings of Saint Teresa and yet the holy Carmelite makes the religious life the one theme of her teaching.
We will not now speak of her wonderful style of expression. We are so unused to the decided and elevated language of the ages of faith that some readers, accustomed to modern books alone, may be startled and even pained by Saint Gertrude. But what is the remedy for this inconvenience? If we have unlearned the language of that antique piety which fashioned saints, surely our best way is to learn it again as soon as we can. And Saint Gertrude will give us wonderful help in doing so.
The list of the devoted admirers of her writings would be long and imposing. But there is an authority far higher still — that of the Church herself. That mother of the faithful, ever guided by the Holy Ghost, has in her holy liturgy set her seal upon Saint Gertrude. The Saint herself, and the spirit which animated her, are there for ever recommended and glorified in the eyes of all Christians in virtue of the solemn judgement contained in the Office of her festival.
The life of Gertrude the Great, as she has merited to be distinguished among the Saints of the same name, was humble and obscure (1256‒1302). At five years of age she entered the Abbey of Helfta near Eisleben, and there she remained hidden in the secret of God’s face (Psalm xxx. 21). For several centuries, by an error which has also found its way into the Legend of the feast, she was confounded with the Abbess Gertrude of Hackeborn who governed the monastery during our Saint’s lifetime, and was herself favoured with divine gifts. It was not until Gertrude’s sublime Revelations contained in the five books of the Legatus divinus pietatis, or Legate of divine love, had at length been published, that in 1677 her name was inscribed in the Roman Martyrology. In the following century (1738) Clement XII ordered her feast to be celebrated, as a Double, by the whole Church. The West Indies chose her as patroness, and a town in New Mexico bears her name.
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O revealer of the Sacred Heart, what better prayer could we offer in your honour than to say with you to the Son of the Blessed Virgin:
“O my soul’s calm untroubled Light! O dawn of morning, soft-gleaming with your beauteous light, become in me the perfect day. O my Love, who does not only enlighten but deify, come to me in all your might. Come and gently melt my whole being. May all that is of me be destroyed utterly. May I wholly pass into you, so that I may no more find myself in time, but may be already and most intimately united to you for all eternity. You have first loved me. It is you who has chosen me, and not I who have first chosen you. You are He who of His own accord runs towards His thirsting creature, and on your kingly brow gleams the fair splendour of the everlasting light. Show me your countenance, and let me gaze upon your beauty. How mild and full of charms is that face, all radiant with the rosy light of the dawn of the divine Sun! How can the spark live and glow far from the fire that gave it being? Or how can the drop of water abide far from the spring from where it was taken? O compassionate Love, why have you loved a creature so defiled and so covered with shame, but that you have willed to render it all fair in you?
O delicate flower of the Virgin Mary, your goodness and your tender mercy have won and ravished my heart. O Love, my glorious noontide, to take my rest in you, gladly would I die a thousand deaths. O Charity, O Love, at the hour of my death you will sustain me with your words, more gladdening far than choicest wine. You will then be my way, my unobstructed way, that I may wander no more nor stray. You will aid me then, O love, thou Queen of Heaven. You will clear my way before me to those fair and fertile pastures hidden in the divine wilderness, and my soul will be inebriated with bliss, for there will I see the face of the Lamb, my Spouse and my God. O Love, who are God, you are my best beloved possession. Without you neither Earth nor Heaven could excite in me one hope, nor draw forth one desire: vouchsafe to effect and perfect within me that union which you yourself desire: may it be the end, the crown and consummation of my being. In the countenance of my God your light beams soft and fair as the evening star.
O fair and solemn Evening, let me see your ray when my eye will close in death. O Love, much-loved Evening-tide, at that dread moment let the sacred flame, which burns evermore in your divine essence, consume all the stains of my mortal life. O my calm and peaceful Evening, when the evening-tide of my life will come, give me to sleep in you in tranquil sleep, and to taste that blissful rest which you have prepared in yourself for them that love you. With your serene, enchanting look vouchsafe to order all things and prepare all things for my everlasting espousal. O Love, be to me an eventide so bright and calm that my ravished soul may bid a loving farewell to its body, and return to God who gave it, and rest in peace beneath your beloved shadow!” (From the 5th Exercise. To kindle in the soul the love of God).
On this day according to the ROMAN MARTYROLOGY:

In Africa, the holy martyrs Rufinus, Mark, Valerius and their companions.

The same day, the holy martyrs Elpidius, Marcellus, Eustochius and their companions. Elpidius being a senator, and having perseveringly confessed the Christian faith before Julian the Apostate, was, with his companions, first tied to wild horses and dragged by them, and then being thrown into the fire, ended a glorious martyrdom.

At Lyons, the birthday of St. Eucherius, bishop and confessor, a man of extraordinary faith and learning. He renounced the senatorial dignity to embrace the religious life, and for a long time voluntarily shut himself up in a cavern where he served Christ in prayer and fasting. Afterwards, through the revelation of an angel, he was solemnly installed in the episcopal chair of the city of Lyons.

At Padua, St. Fidentius, bishop.

At Canterbury in England, St. Edmund, archbishop and confessor, who was sent into exile for having maintained the rights of his church. He died near Provins, in France, and was canonised by Pope Innocent IV.

The same day, the departure from this world of St. Othmar, abbot.

And in other places, many other holy martyrs, confessors and virgins.

Thanks be to God.

16 NOVEMBER – TWENTY-THIRD SUNDAY AFTER PENTECOST


Dom Prosper Guéranger:
For the years when the number of the Sundays after Pentecost is only twenty-three, the Mass for today is taken from the twenty-fourth and last Sunday, and the Mass appointed for the twenty-third is said on the previous Saturday, or on the nearest day of the preceding week which is not impeded by a double or semi-double feast.
But under all circumstances the Antiphonary ends today. The Introits, Graduals, Communions and Postcommunions are to be repeated on each of the Sundays till Advent, which may be more or less in number, according to the Years. Our readers will remember how in the time of Saint Gregory Advent was longer than we now have it, and that in those days its weeks commenced in that part of the Cycle which is now occupied by the last Sundays after Pentecost. This is one of the reasons which explain there being a lack of liturgical riches in the composition of the dominical Masses which follow the twenty-third.
Even on this one, formerly, the Church, without losing sight of the Last Day, used to lend a thought to the new season which was fast approaching, the season, that is, of preparation for the great feast of Christmas. There used to be read as Epistle the following passage from Jeremias, which was afterwards, in several Churches, inserted in the Mass of the first Sunday of Advent:
“Behold! The days come, says the Lord, and I will raise up to David a just branch: and a King will reign, and will be wise: and will execute judgement and justice in the earth. In those days will Judah be saved, and Israel will dwell confidently: and this is the name that they will call Him: The Lord our Just One. Therefore, behold the days come, says the Lord, and they will say no more: The Lord lives, who brought up the children of Israel out of the land of Egypt! But: The Lord lives, who has brought out, and brought here, the seed of the house of Israel, from the land of the north, and out of all the lands, to which I had cast them forth! And they will dwell in their own land” (Jeremias xxiii. 5‒8).
As is evident, this passage is equally applicable to the conversion of the Jews and the restoration of Israel which are to take place at the end of the world. This was the view taken by the chief liturgists of the Middle Ages in order to explain thoroughly the Mass of the twenty-third Sunday after Pentecost. First mentioning to our readers that originally the Gospel of this Sunday was that of the multiplication of the five loaves, let us listen to the profound and learned Abbot Rupert who, better than anyone, will teach us the mysteries of this day, which brings to a close the grand and varied Gregorian Melodies that we have been having during the whole year. “Holy Church,” says he, “is so intent on paying her debt of supplication, and prayer, and thanksgiving, for all men, as the Apostle demands (1 Timothy ii. 1), that we find her giving thanks also for the salvation of the children of Israel who she knows are one day to be united with her. And, as their remnants are to be saved at the end of the world (Romans ix. 27), so on this last Sunday of the Year she delights at having them just as though they were already her members! In the Introit, calling to mind the prophecies concerning them, she thus sings every Year: My thoughts are thoughts of peace, and not of affliction. Verily, His thoughts are those of peace, for he promises to admit to the banquet of His grace the Jews who are His brethren according to the flesh, thus realising what had been prefigured in the history of the patriarch Joseph. The brethren of Joseph, having sold him, came to him when they were tormented by hunger. For then he ruled over the whole land of Egypt. He recognised them, he received them, and made, together with them, a great feast. So too our Lord who is now reigning over the whole earth, and is giving the bread of life in abundance to the Egyptians, (that is, to the Gentiles), will see coming to Him the remnants of the children of Israel. He whom they had denied and put to death will admit them to His favour, will give them a place at His table, and the true Joseph will feast delightedly with his brethren.
The benefit of this divine Table is signified in the Office of this Sunday by the Gospel which tells us of our Lords feeding the multitude with five loaves. For it will be then that Jesus will open to the Jews the five books of Moses which are now "being carried whole and not yet broken — yes, carried by a child, that is to say, this people itself, who, up to that time will have been cramped up in the narrowness of a childish spirit. Then will be fulfilled the prophecy of Jeremias, which is so aptly placed before this Gospel: They will say no more: The Lord lives, who brought up the children of Israel out of the land of Egypt! But, the Lord lives, who has brought out the seed of Israel from the land of the north, and from all the lands into which they had been cast.
Thus delivered from the spiritual bondage which still holds them, they will sing with all their heart, the words of thanksgiving as we have them in the Gradual: You have saved us, Lord, from them that afflict us!”
Epistle – Philippians iii. 17‒21; iv. 1‒3
Brethren, be followers of me and observe them who walk so as you have our model. For many walk, of whom I have told you often (and now tell you weeping) that they are enemies of the cross of Christ: whose end is destruction, whose God is their belly, and whose glory is their shame: who mind earthly things. But our conversation is in heaven, from where also we look for the Saviour, our Lord Jesus Christ, who will reform the body of our lowness, made like to the body of His glory, according to the operation by which also He is able to subdue all things to Himself. Therefore, my dearly beloved brethren, and most desired, my joy, and my crown: so stand fast in the Lord, my dearly beloved. I beg of Evodia, and I beseech Syntyche, to be of one mind in the Lord. And I entreat you also, my sincere companion, help those women that have laboured with me in the Gospel, with Clement and the rest of my fellow labourers, whose names are in the book of life.
Thanks be to God.

Dom Prosper Guéranger:
The Clement whose name is here mentioned by the Apostle is that of Saint Peters second successor. Very frequently the twenty-third Sunday after Pentecost comes close upon the feast of this great Pope and Martyr of the first century. Disciple of Paul and, later on, in close intimacy with Peter, and named by the Vicar of Christ as the fittest to succeed him in the apostolic chair, Clement, as we will see on the 23rd of November, was one of those Saints who in those early times were the most venerated by the Faithful. The mention made of him in the Office of the Time, just before his appearance on the Cycle of holy Church, excited the Christian people to joy and roused its fervour. It reminded them that one of their best and dearest protectors would soon be visiting them. At the time when Saint Paul was writing to the Philippians, Clement, who was long to survive the Apostles, was prominently one of those men spoken of in our Epistle, that is, one of the followers of those illustrious models who were called to perpetuate in the flock confided to their care (1 Peter v. 3) the pattern of holy living, and that, not so much by their zealous teaching, as by the force of example. The Church, the One true Bride of the divine Word, was known by the incommunicable privilege of possessing within her the Truth — not only its dead letter, but its ever living self, and this by her holiness. The Holy Ghost has not kept the books of sacred Scripture from passing into the hands of the sects separated from the centre of unity, but He has reserved to the Church the treasure of tradition which transmits, surely and fully, from one generation to another, the Word who is light and life (John i. 4). Yes, this tradition is kept up by the truth and holiness of the Man-God. They are ever existing in His members, they are ever tangible and visible in the Church (1 John i. 1). Holiness, which is inherent in the Church, is tradition in its purest and strongest form because it is the truth, not only preached, but reduced to action and work (1 Thessalonians ii. 13), as it was in Christ Jesus, and as it is in God (John v. 17). It is the deposit (1 Timothy vi. 20) which the disciples of the Apostles had the mission to hand faithfully down to their successors, just as the Apostles themselves had received it from the Word who had come upon the Earth.
Hence Saint Paul did not content himself with entrusting dogmatic teaching to his disciple Timothy (2 Timothy ii. 2). He said to him: “Be you an example to the Faithful, in word, and in living” (1 Timothy iv. 12). He said much the same to Titus: “Show yours elf an example of good works, in doctrine and in integrity of life” (Titus ii. 7). He repeated to all: “Be followers of me, as I also am of Christ” (1 Corinthians iv. 16). He sent Timothy to the Corinthians that he might remind them, or, where it was necessary, might teach them not only the dogmas of his Gospel, but, likewise, his ways in Christ Jesus, that is, his manner of life. For this manner of life of the Apostle was, in a certain measure, his teaching every where in all the Churches (1 Corinthians iv. 17), and he lauded the Faithful of Corinth for their being mindful to imitate him in all things, which was a keeping to the tradition of Christ (1 Corinthians xi. 1‒2). As for the Thessalonians, they had so thoroughly entered into this teaching, taken from their Apostles life, that, as Saint Paul says of them, they had become a pattern to all believers. This silent teaching of Christian revelation, which they showed forth in their conduct, made it superfluous for the messengers of the Gospel to say much (1 Thessalonians i. 5‒8).
The Church is a magnificent Temple which is built up, to the glory of God, by the living stones which let themselves be set into its walls. The constructing of those sacred walls, and on the plan laid down by Christ, is a work in which all are permitted to share. What one does by word (1 Corinthians xiv. 3), another does by good example (Romans xiv. 19). But both of them build, both of them edify the holy City. And as it was in the Apostolic Age, so always, example is more powerful than word unless that word be backed by the authority of holiness in him who speaks it: unless, that is, he leads a life according to the perfection taught by the Gospel. But, as the giving edification to those around him is an obligation incumbent on the Christian, an obligation imposed both by charity he owes to his neighbour and by the zeal he should have for the house of God,so, likewise, under pain of presumption, he should seek his own edification in the conduct of others. The reading of good books, the study of the Lives of the Saints, the observing, as our Epistle says, the respectfully observing those holy people with whom he lives — all this will be incalculable aid to him in the work of his own personal sanctification and in the fulfilment of Gods purposes in his regard.
This devout intercourse with the elect of Earth and Heaven will keep us away from men who are enemies of the Cross of Christ and mind earthly things, and put their happiness in carnal pleasures. It will make our conversation be in Heaven. Preparing for the day which cannot now be far off —the day of the Coming of our Lord we will stand fast in Him, in spite of the falling off of so many among us who, by the current of the worlds fashion, are hurried into perdition. The troubles and sufferings of the last times will but intensify our hope in God, for they will make us long all the more ardently for the happy day when our Redeemer will appear and complete the work of the salvation of His servants by imparting, to their very flesh, the brightness of His own divine Body. Let us, as our Apostle says, be of one mind in the Lord. And, then, as he bids his dear Philippians do, let us rejoice in the Lord always, yes, let us rejoice, for, the Lord is near (Philippians iv. 4, 5).
Gospel – Matthew ix. 18‒26
At that time Jesus was speaking to the multitude. Behold a certain ruler came up and adored Him, saying: “Lord, my daughter is even now dead. But come lay your hand on her, and she will live.” And Jesus rising up followed him, with His disciples. And behold a woman who was troubled with an issue of blood twelve years, came behind Him, and touched the hem of His garment. For she said within herself: “If I will touch only his garment I will be healed.” But Jesus turning and seeing her, said: “Be of good heart, daughter, your faith has made you whole.” And the woman was made whole from that hour. And when Jesus was come into the house of the ruler, and saw the minstrels and the multitude making a rout, He said: “Give place: for the girl is not dead, but sleeps.” And they laughed Him to scorn. And when the multitude was put forth, He went in and took her by the hand. And the maid arose. And the fame hereof went abroad into all that country.
Praise to you, O Christ.

Dom Prosper Guéranger:
Although the choice of this Gospel for the twenty-third Sunday has not great antiquity on its side, yet is it in most perfect keeping with the post-pentecostal Liturgy and confirms what we have stated, relative to the character of this portion of the Churchs Year. Saint Jerome tells us, in the homily selected for the day, that the Hemorrhoissa healed by our Lord is a type of the Gentile world, while the Jewish people is represented by the daughter of the Ruler of the Synagogue. This latter is not to be restored to life until the former has been cured. And this is precisely the mystery we are so continually commemorating during these closing weeks of the Liturgical Year — the fullness of the Gentiles recognising and welcoming the divine Physician, and the blindness of Israel at last giving way to the Light (Romans xi. 25).
We have celebrated, during this Year of Grace, all the grand Mysteries of the Redemption, and this ought to enable us to appreciate the glorious economy, as the Fathers love to call what we admire under another name. The spirit of the Churchs Liturgy at this close of her and our Year, lets us see the world as though its end were come. It looks as though it were sinking away down into some deep abyss — and yet, no. It is only that it may shake off the wicked from its surface, and then it will come up again blooming in light and love. All this has been the divine reality of the Year of Grace we have had put before us, yes, and in us, by our sweet Mother the Church. And now we are, or ought to be, in a mood to feel a thrill of admiration at the mysterious yet, at the same time, the strong and sweet ways of eternal Wisdom (Wisdom viii. 1). At the beginning, when Man was first created, sin soon followed, breaking up the harmony of Gods beautiful world and throwing man off the divine path where his Creator had placed him. Time and wickedness went on till there was a family on which Gods mercy fell. The light which beamed on that privileged favourite only showed the plainer the thick darkness in which the rest of mankind was vegetating. The Gentiles, abandoned to their misery — all the more terrible because they had caused it and loved it — saw Gods favours all bestowed on Israel, while themselves were disregarded and wished to be so. Even when the time came for original sin to be remedied, it seemed as though that was just the time for the final reprobation of the Gentiles — for the salvation that came down from Heaven in the person of the Man-God was seen to be exclusively directed towards the Jews and the lost sheep of the house of Israel (Matthew xv. 24).
But the people that had been treated with so much predilection, and whose Fathers and first Rulers had so ardently prayed for the coming of the Messiah, was no longer up to the position made for it by the holy patriarchs and prophets. Its beautiful religion, founded as it was on desire and hope, was then nothing but a sterile expectancy which kept it motionless and unable to advance a single step towards its Redeemer. As to its Law, Israel then minded nothing but the letter and, at last, turned it into a mummy of sectarian formalism. Now, while in spite of all this sinful apathy it was mad with jealousy, pretending that no one else had any right to Heavens favours, the Gentile, whose ever increasing misery urged him to go in search of some deliverer, found one and recognised him in Jesus the Saviour of the world. He was confident that this Jesus could cure him, so he took the bold initiative, went up to Him, and had the merit of being the first to be healed. True, our Lord had treated him with an apparent disdain, but that had only had the effect of intensifying his humility, and humility has a power of making way anywhere, even into Heaven itself (Ecclesiasticus xxxv. 21).
Israel, therefore, was now made to wait. One of the Psalms he sang, ran thus: “Ethiopia will be the first to stretch out her hands to God” (Psalm lxvii. 32). It is now the turn for Israel to recover, by the pangs of a long abandonment, the humility which had won the divine promises for his Fathers, the humility which alone could merit his seeing those promises fulfilled. By this time, however, the word of salvation has made itself heard throughout all the nations, healing and saving all who desired the blessing. Jesus, who had been delayed on the road, came at last to the house towards which He first purposed to direct His sacred steps. He reached, at last, the house of Judah where the daughter of Sion was in a deep sleep. She is in it still! His almighty compassion drives away from the poor abandoned one the crowd of false teachers and lying prophets who had sent her into that mortal sleep, by all the noise of their vain babbling: He casts forth forever from her house those insulters of His own divine self who were quite resolved to keep the dead one dead. Taking the poor daughter by the hand, He restores her to life, and to all the charm of her first youth, proving thus that her apparent death had been but a sleep, and that the long delay of dreary ages could never belie the word of God which He had given to Abraham, His servant (Luke i. 54, 55).
Now therefore, let this world of ours hold itself in readiness for its final transformation, for the tidings of the restoration of the daughter of Sion puts the last seal to the accomplishment of the prophecies. It remains now but for the graves to give back their dead (Daniel xii. 1, 2). The valley of Josaphat is preparing for the great meeting of the nations (Joel iii. 2). Mount Olivet is once more (Acts i. 11) to have Jesus standing upon it, but this time as Lord and Judge! (Zacharias xiv. 4).

Saturday, 15 November 2025

15 NOVEMBER – SAINT ALBERT THE GREAT (Bishop, Confessor and Doctor of the Church)


Albert was the famous Dominican philosopher and theologian who had Saint Thomas Aquinas for his pupil and whose own works place him in the first ranks of Mediaeval scholars. A German by birth, after refusing many ecclesiastical dignities, content to serve in his own Order, he was constrained by the Pope to accept the Bishopric of Ratisbon, but after three years of able and successful pastoral work he was allowed to retire to his convent at Cologne, where he died in 1280, being then in his eighty-eighth year. His works are published in twenty-six folio volumes.

Also on this day according to the ROMAN MARTYROLOGY:

The birthday of St. Eugenius, bishop of Toledo, and martyr, a disciple of blessed Denis the Areopagite. Having consummated his martyrdom near Paris, he received from Our Lord a crown for his blessed sufferings. His body was afterwards conveyed to Toledo.

At Nola in Campania, blessed Felix, bishop and martyr, who was renowned for miracles from the fifteenth year of age. He terminated the combats of his martyrdom with thirty others under the governor Marcian.

At Edessa in Syria, the holy martyrs Gurias and Samonas, under the emperor Diocletian and the governor Antoninus.

In the same place, the martyrdom of St. Abibus, deacon, who was torn with iron hooks and cast into the fire in the time of the emperor Licinius and the governor Lysanias.

In Africa, the holy martyrs Secundus, Fidentian, and Varicus. In Bretagne, the birthday of St. Malo, bishop, who was glorious for miracles from his early years.

At Verona, St. Luperius, bishop and confessor.

In Austria, St. Leopold, margrave of that country, who was inscribed among the saints by Pope Innocent VIII.

And in other places, many other holy martyrs, confessors and virgins.

Thanks be to God.

Friday, 14 November 2025

14 NOVEMBER – SAINT JOSAPHAT (Bishop and Martyr)


Josaphat Kuncewicz was born of noble Catholic parents at Vladimir in Volhynia. When a child, as he was listening to his mother telling him about the Passion of Christ, a dart issued from the image of Jesus crucified and wounded him in the heart. Set on fire with the love of God, he began to devote himself with such zeal to prayer and other works of piety, that he was the admiration and the model of his older companions. At the age of 20 he became a monk under the Rule of Saint Basil and made wonderful progress in evangelical perfection. He went barefoot even in the severe winter of that country. He never ate meat, drank wine only when obliged by obedience, and wore a rough hair-shirt until his death. Tho flower of his chastity, which he had vowed in early youth to the Virgin Mother of God, he preserved unspotted. He soon became so renowned for virtue and learning that in spite of his youth he was made superior of the monastery of Byten.

Soon afterwards he became archimandrite of Vilna, and lastly, much against his will, but to the great joy of Catholics, he was chosen Archbishop of Polock. In this dignity he relaxed nothing of his former manner of life and had nothing so much at heart as the divine service and the salvation of the sheep entrusted to him. He energetically defended Catholic faith and unity, and laboured to the utmost of his power to bring back schismatics and heretics to communion with the See of blessed Peter. The Sovereign Pontiff and the plenitude of his power he never ceased to defend, both by preaching and by writings full of piety and learning, against the most shameless calumnies and errors of the wicked. He vindicated episcopal rights, and restored ecclesiastical possessions which had been seized by laymen. Incredible was the number of heretics he won back to the bosom of Mother Church, and the words of the Popes bear witness how greatly he promoted the union of the Greek and Latin churches. His revenues were entirely expended in restoring the beauty of God’s house, in building dwellings for consecrated virgins, and in other pious works. So bountiful was he to the poor, that, on one occasion having nothing with which to supply the needs of a certain widow, he ordered his Omophorion or episcopal pallium to be pawned.

The great progress made by the Catholic faith so stirred up the hatred of wicked men against the soldier of Christ that they determined to put him to death. He knew what was threatening him and foretold it when preaching to the people. As he was making his pastoral visitation at Vitebsk, the murderers broke into his house, striking and wounding all whom they found. Josaphat meekly went to meet them, and accosted them kindly, saying: “My little children, why do you strike my servants? If you have any complaint against me, here I am.” Hereupon they rushed on him, overwhelmed him with blows, pierced him with their spears, and at length despatched him with an axe and threw his body into the river. This took place on the twelfth of November 1623, in the forty-third year of his age. His body surrounded with a miraculous light was rescued from the waters. The martyr’s blood won a blessing first of all for his murderers for, being condemned to death, they nearly all abjured their schism and repented of their crime. As the death of this great bishop was followed by many miracles, Pope Urban VIII granted him the honours of beatification. On the third of the Calends of July 1867 when celebrating the centenary of the Princes of the Apostles, Pius IX. in the Vatican Basilica, in presence of the College of Cardinals, and of about 500 Patriarchs, Metropolitans and Bishops of every rite, assembled from all parts of the world, solemnly enrolled among the Saints this great defender of the Church’s unity, who was the first Oriental to be thus honoured. Pope Leo extended his Mass and Office to the universal Church.

Dom Prosper Guéranger:

Josaphat Kuncewicz, contemporary with Saint Francis de Sales and Saint Vincent de Paul, might have been taken for a Greek monk of the eleventh century, or an ascetic of the Thebaid. A stranger to the intellectual culture of the West, he knew only the liturgical books and sacred texts used in his own church. As a priest, an archimandrite, a reformer of his Order of Saint Basil, and lastly as Archbishop, he combated all his life against the consequences of the schism of Photius, and closed the struggle by culling the palm of martyrdom. Yet all this took place in the heart of Europe, in the countries then subject to Catholic Poland during the reign of the most pious of its kings. How is this mystery to be explained?

Immediately after the Mongolian invasions, Poland received into her arms, rather than conquered, the Ruthenian nation, that is to say the Slavs of the Greek rite from the Dnieper and the Dwina, who had formed around their capital and religious metropolis, Kiev, the nucleus of the power now known as Russia. Had she granted a participation in her own national life to these brethren separated from, but not enemies to, the Roman unity, who came to her full of confidence in her strength and her justice, Poland would have secured the triumph of the Catholic cause, and her own dominion throughout Slavonia. The union of the newcomers with the Roman Pontiff, which a little more political insight and religious zeal might have brought about in the fourteenth century, was not concluded until l595. This was the union of Brzeso. By the compact signed in this little town of Lithuania, the metropolitan of Kiev and the other Greek bishops declared that they returned to the communion of the holy Apostolic See. Being the spiritual superiors of half the nation, they thus completed the union of the three peoples, Ruthenian, Lithuanian and Polish, then subject to Sigismund III. Now, a religious reform, even if decreed by a council, does not become a reality until men of God, true apostles, and if need be martyrs, come forward to consummate it. This was the vocation of Saint Josaphat, the apostle and martyr of the Union of Brzesc. What he did not himself carry out was completed by his disciples. A century of glory was secured to the nation, and its political ruin was delayed for two hundred years.

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“Stir up, O Lord, we beseech you, in your Church the Spirit with which the blessed Josaphat your Martyr and Pontiff was filled.” Thus prays our Mother today, and the Gospel likewise points to her desire of obtaining pastors like you, O holy Bishop! The sacred text speaks of the false shepherd who flees at first sight of the wolf, but the Homily which explains it in the Night Office, brands equally with the title of hireling the keeper who, though he does not flee, suffers the enemy unresisted to work havoc in the fold. May the divine Shepherd, whom you imitated to the end, even to laying down your life for the sheep, live again in all those whom He calls, like Peter, to exercise a greater love.

Also on this day according to the ROMAN MARTYROLOGY:

At Heraclea in Thrace, the birthday of the holy martyrs Clementinus, Theodotus and Philomenus.

At Alexandria, St. Serapion, martyr, whom the persecutors under the emperor Decius subjected to torments so cruel that all his limbs were disjointed. He became a martyr of Christ by being hurled down from the upper part of his house.

At Troyes in France, St. Venerandus, martyr, under the emperor Aurelian.

Also in France, the holy virgin Veneranda, who received the crown of martyrdom under the emperor Antoninus and the governor Asclepiades.

At Gangres in Paphlagonia, St. Hypatius, bishop, who on his way home from the great council of Nice, was attacked with stones by the Novatian heretics, and died a martyr.

At Algiers in Africa, blessed Serapion, of the Order of Our Blessed Lady of Ransom. For the redemption of the faithful in captivity and the preaching of the Christian faith, he was the first of his Order to deserve the palm of martyrdom by being crucified and cut to pieces.

At Emesa, the passion of many holy women, who were barbarously tortured and massacred under Mady, a savage Arabian chief.

At Bologna, St. Jucundus, bishop and confessor.

In Ireland, St. Lawrence, bishop of Dublin.

And in other places, many other holy martyrs, confessors and virgins.

Thanks be to God.

Thursday, 13 November 2025

13 NOVEMBER – SAINT DIDACUS OF ALCALÁ (Confessor)


Didacus was a Spaniard, born at the little town of Saint Nicholas de Porto in the diocese of Seville. From his early youth he began the practice of a perfect life, under the guidance of a pious priest in a solitary church. Then, in order to bind himself more closely to God, he made profession of the rule of Saint Francis, in the convent of the Observantine Friars Minor at Arizzafa. There he bore the yoke of humble obedience and regular observance with great alacrity and devoted himself especially to contemplation, in which he received wonderful lights from God so that, illiterate as he was, he spoke of heavenly things in an admirable manner, evidently by a divine gift.

He was sent to the Canary Islands to govern the brethren of his Order, and there he had much to suffer. He was burning with the desire of martyrdom, and by his words and example he converted many infidels to the faith of Christ. Coming to Rome in that Jubilee year in the pontificate of Nicholas V, he was entrusted with the care of the sick in the convent of Ara Coeli. With such loving charity did he acquit himself of this duty that the sick wanted for nothing even during a famine in the city. He also sometimes cleansed their ulcers by sucking them. He was remarkable for his great faith and his gift of healing, for by signing the cross upon the sick with oil from a lamp burning before au image of the Mother of God to whom he had the greatest devotion, he miraculously cured many of them.

At length, when at Alcala, he understood that the end of life was at hand. Clad in an old torn tunic, with his eyes fixed on the cross, he devoutly pronounced these words of the sacred hymn: “O sweet wood, sweet are your nails, and sweet your burden. You were worthy to bear the King and Lord of Heaven!” He then gave up his soul to God on the day before the Ides of November in 1463. His body was left unburied for several months to satisfy the pious devotion of those who came to see it, and as though already clothed with immortality, it exhaled a sweet odour. He was renowned for many striking miracles and was canonised by Pope Sixtus V.

Dom Prosper Guéranger:
A humble lay-brother, Didacus of Saint Nicholas, is welcomed today by his father Saint Francis into the company of Bernardine of Siena and John Capistran, who preceded him by a few years to Heaven. The two latter left Italy and the whole of Europe still echoing with their voices, the one making peace between cities in the name of the Lord Jesus, the other urging on the Christian hosts to battle with the victorious Crescent. The age which they contributed so powerfully to save from the results of the great schism and to restore to its Christian destinies knew little of Didacus but his unbounded charity. It was the year of the great Jubilee, 1450. Rome having become once more, practically as well as theoretically, the holy city in the eyes of the nations, not even the most terrible scourges could keep her children at a distance. From every quarter of the globe, crowds, urged by the evils of the time, flocked to the sources of salvation, and Satan’s work of ruin was retarded by seventy years.
Men doubtless attributed but a very small share of such results to the humble brother who was spending himself in the Ara Coeli in the service of the plague-stricken, especially if they compared him with his brethren, the great Franciscan apostles. And yet the Church pays to Didacus today the very same honours as we have seen her pay to Bernardine and John Capistran. What is this but asserting that before God heroic acts of hidden virtue are not inferior to the noble deeds that dazzle the world if, proceeding from the same ardent love, they produce in the soul the same increase of divine charity.
The Pontificate of Nicholas V which witnessed the imposing concourse of people to the tombs of the Apostles in 1450 was also, and still is, justly admired for the new impetus given to the culture of letters and the arts in Rome, for it belongs to the Church to adorn herself for the honour of her Spouse with all that men rightly deem great and beautiful. Nevertheless, who is there now of all the humanists, as the learned men of that age were called, who would not prefer the glory of the poor, unlettered Friar Minor to that which vainly held out to them the hope of immortality? In the fifteenth century, as at all other times, God chose the foolish and the weak to confound the wise and the strong. The Gospel is always in the right.
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“O Almighty, everlasting God, who by an admirable order chooses the weak things of the world that you may confound whatever is strong, mercifully grant to our lowliness that by the pious prayers of blessed Didacus, your Confessor, we may be made worthy to be exalted to everlasting glory in Heaven.” Such is the prayer addressed to God by the Church at all the liturgical Hours on this your feast, O Didacus. Second her supplications, for you are in high favour with Him whom you followed so lovingly along the way of humility and voluntary poverty. A royal road indeed, since it brought you to a throne which far outshines all earthly thrones. Even here below, you far surpass in renown many of your contemporaries, who are now as forgotten as they were once illustrious. Sanctity alone merits crowns that endure through all ages of time and for all eternity, for God is the final awarder, as He is the supreme reason, of all glory, just as in Him lies the principle of all true happiness both for this world and for the next. May we all, after your example and by your assistance, learn this by our own blessed experience!
Also on this day according to the ROMAN MARTYROLOGY:

At Ravenna, the birthday of the holy martyrs Valentine, Solutor and Victor, who suffered under the emperor Diocletian.

At Aix in Province, St. Matrius, a most renowned martyr.

At Caesarea in Palestine, the martyrdom of the Saints Antoninus, Zebina, Germanus and Ennatha, virgin. Ennatha was scourged under Galerius Maximian, and burned alive, while the others, for boldly reproaching the governor Firmilian for his idolatry in sacrificing to the gods, were beheaded.

In Africa, the holy martyrs Arcadius, Paschasius, Probus and Eutychian, Spaniards, who refused absolutely to yield to the Arian perfidy during the persecution of the Vandals. Accordingly they were proscribed by the Arian king Genseric, driven into exile, and finally, after being subjected to fearful tortures, were put to death in various manners. Then was also made manifest the constancy of the small boy Paulillus, brother of the Saints Paschasius and Eutychian. As he could not be seduced from the Catholic faith, he was a long time beaten with rods and condemned to a base servitude.

At Rome, Pope St. Nicholas, distinguished for the apostolic spirit.

At Tours, St. Brice, bishop, a disciple of the blessed bishop Martin.

At Toledo, St. Eugenius, bishop.

At Clermont in Auvergne, St. Quinctian, bishop.

At Cremona, St. Homobonus, confessor, renowned for miracles. He was ranked among the saints by Innocent III.

And in other places, many other holy martyrs, confessors and virgins.

Thanks be to God.

Wednesday, 12 November 2025

12 NOVEMBER – SAINT MARTIN I (Pope and Confessor)


Martin was born at Todi in Umbria. Upon ascending the pontifical throne, he strove by letters and embassies to recall Paul, Patriarch of Constantinople, from his wicked heresy to the true Catholic faith. But, supported by the heretical emperor Constans, Paul was so carried away as to exile the legates of the Apostolic See to various islands. The Pope, indignant at this outrage, summoned a council of 105 bishops at Rome, in which he condemned Paul. Upon this Constans sent the exarch Olympius into Italy with orders either to kill Pope Martin or else to bring him to the emperor. Olympius, on reaching Rome, charged a lictor to assassinate the Pontiff as he was celebrating Mass in Santa Maria ad Praesepe. But the man, attempting to do so, was suddenly struck blind.

From that time many calamities befell the emperor Constans, which however made him no better, and he sent Theodore Calliopus to Rome to seize the Pope. By his deceitful dealing Martin was arrested and led prisoner to Constantinople. Thence he was banished into the Chersonesus where, on the eve of the Ides of November, he died worn out by his sufferings for the Catholic faith, and not without the glory of miracles. His body was afterwards translated to Rome, and placed in the church dedicated to Saints Sylvester and Martin. He governed the church 6 years, 1 month, and 26 days. He held two ordinations in the month of December, and ordained 11 priests, 5 deacons and 33 bishops.

Dom Prosper Guéranger:

While the concourse of pilgrims to the sepulchre of the Bishop of Tours induced his third successor Perpetuus to raise over his precious remains the basilica in which so many prodigies were to be wrought all through the Middle Ages, Rome herself was dedicating to Saint Martin one of her noblest churches, uniting with him as joint titular her own illustrious Pontiff and Confessor Sylvester. Adorned with this twofold glory, Saint Martin-on-the-hill worthily inaugurated in the eternal City the cultus of Confessors side by side with that of the Martyrs. But another honour awaited the venerable sanctuary. Beside the wonder-working apostle and the pontiff of peace, both vanquishers of idolatry who had escaped the sword only through the conversion of the persecutors, the last of the martyr-popes, also Martin by name, came to seek a resting-place long after the pagan persecutions had ceased. “Martin I,” says Baronius, “fared better than any of his predecessors since the time of Constantine. Found worthy to suffer more than all of them for the Name of Jesus Christ, he had the good fortune to find a Decius and a Diocletian in a baptised prince.”
The emperor thus stigmatised by the great annalist was Constans II. From his grandfather Heraclius, who at least had given the world a few years of glory, he inherited nothing but the Byzantine pretension of imposing his dogmatic edicts upon the Church. Like the Ecthesis of Heraclius, the Type of Constans aimed at silencing the Catholics in their struggle with the Monothelites. Saint Leo II, on the 28th June, has already initiated us into these contests concerning the integrity of the two natures, divine and human, in the Man-God. Could the Church, without protesting, allow it to be said that her Spouse had taken from Adam a mere appearance of humanity, a half-formed nature without a will, such as the new sectaries imagined? More clear-sighted than Honorius, Martin I understood the danger, and knew how to repair the past while securing the future. Scarcely had he ascended the apostolic throne when he gathered, in the Church of our Saviour, one of the most beautiful assemblies ever held there. “Sound the trumpet, cry out upon the mountain. Soldiers of God, awake!” Thus from its very opening did the Lateran Council of 649 repair the fatal silence and avenge the Church’s honour. On reading its splendid and ample definitions, which present to the world the Son of the Virgin Mother in all His adorable integrity, we are reminded of the solemn declaration in the Praetorium on the great Friday: “Behold the Man!” Only that this time it was proclaimed in triumph and by those who loved him. Truly, O God our Saviour, you are the most complete, the most perfect, the most beautiful of the sons of men.
What a solace to the mind to see the imperial lucubrations returned, with the qualification of wicked and impious, to the Byzantine Caesar who held the defenceless Pontiff at his mercy in still dependent Rome! Martin I like Saint Paul could take the Church of God to witness that he had not neglected his duty of enlightening the flock. He could remind the pastors of the price at which Christ had purchased the sheep committed to their care: he himself was ready for everything. His martyrdom was to secure the final triumph of which the sixth general Council and Saint Leo II were destined to gather the fruits. The Greeks celebrate on the 13th April the feast of this glorious Pope whom they call a “corypheus of divine dogmas, the honour of Peter’s See, the pontiff who maintained the Church unshaken on the divine Rock.”
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If it is just that the human race should honour its members in proportion as it has been honoured by them, you, O holy Pontiff, deserve a glorious memory. For, not only were your wonderful virtues such as cause the very powers of Heaven to admire our Earth, but you likewise compelled Satan to humble himself before our human nature. Deified entirely in the Person of God the Son, it is through you that it was fully recognised as such in spite of contradictions, in spite of the powerful ones of this world leaguing with the spirits of wickedness to overcloud this incomparable nobility of the sons of Adam. How comes it, that man is ever ready to join hands with Satan for his own destruction? But Lucifer himself was at first his own only enemy, and surely his folly is more difficult to explain than that of the frail creature he strives to draw after him along the path of pride which led him to perdition. It is pride that made him the prince of folly and the father of lies. His intellect, though the loftiest in Heaven, was not proof against self-love which induced him to take complacency in his created nothingness, to detain the truth of God in injustice (Romans i. 18) and to prefer darkness to the light. Thus it is that men, following Satan’s example and dishonouring God to exalt themselves, become vain in their thoughts (Romans i. 21) till such a darkness comes over their mind and heart and senses, as strikes with astonishment the soul that remains simple and upright in its humility.
Protect us, then, O holy Pontiff! keep up in us the understanding of God’s gift. May we never deserve the reproach of the Psalmist: “Man when he was in honour, did not understand; he is compared to senseless beasts, and is become like them” (Psalm xlviii. 13). May eternal Wisdom, to whose alliance we are called, never have the grief of seeing us prefer death. At the same time, teach us that, for the honour of God, as well as of man, the integrity of Our Lord’s Incarnation nation does not require the authentication of politicians, nor the approbation of the would-be wise, for it is of this mystery the Apostle says, that we must believe it with the heart in order to become just, and confess it with the mouth in order to be saved (Romans x. 10). Spare the Church the sorrow of ever again finding herself in such a situation as that from which your heroic martyrdom was alone able to deliver her.
Also on this day according to the ROMAN MARTYROLOGY:

In Asia, the martyrdom of the Saints Aurelius and Publius, bishops.

In the diocese of Sens, St. Paternus, martyr.

At Ghent, St. Livinus, bishop and martyr.

In Poland, the holy martyrs Benedict, John, Matthew, Isaac and Christinus, hermits.

At Vitebsk in Poland, the martyrdom of St. Josaphat, of the Order of St. Basil, archbishop of Polotzk, who was cruelly murdered by the schismatics through hatred of Catholic unity and truth. He was canonised by Blessed Pius IX in 1867.

At Avignon, St. Rufus, first bishop of that city.

At Cologne, the decease of St. Cunibert, bishop.

At Tarazona in Spain, blessed Æmilian, a priest who wrought numberless miracles, and whose wonderful life was written by St. Braulio, bishop of Saragossa.

At Constantinople, St. Nilus, abbot who resigned the office of governor of the city to become a monk, and was distinguished for learning and sanctity, in the time of Theodosius the Younger.

Also at Constantinople, St. Theodore Studita, who became celebrated throughout the whole Catholic Church by his vigorous defence of the faith against the Iconoclasts.

At Alcala in Spain, St. Didacus, confessor, of the Order of Friars Minor, who was renowned for his humility. Inscribed in the Martyrology by Pope Sixtus V, his feast is kept on the thirteenth of this month.

And in other places, many other holy martyrs, confessors and virgins.

Thanks be to God.