Friday, 22 May 2026

22 MAY – SAINT RITA OF CASCIA (Widow)


Born Margherita Lotti in 1381, Rita was married for 18 years. After the death of her husband and two sons she entered a community of religious of the Rule of Saint Augustine at Cascia, Italy. Rita bore the stigmata on her forehead and worked many miracles both before and after her death on 22 May 1456. She was canonised by Pope Leo XIII in 1900. Saint Rita is the patron of lost and impossible causes. Her incorrupt body lies in a glass coffin in the great Basilica di Santa Rita da Cascia.

Also on this day according to the ROMAN MARTYROLOGY:

At Rome, the holy martyrs Faustinus, Timothy and Venustus.


In Africa, the holy martyrs Castus and Æmilius who consummated their martyrdom by fire. St. Cyprian says that they were overcome in the first combat, but in the second God made them victorious so that, though at first yielding to the fire, they became finally stronger than the fire.

In Corsica, St. Julia, virgin, who won her crown by being crucified.


At Comana in Pontus, under the emperor Maximian and the governor Agrippa, the holy martyr Basiliscus who was forced to wear iron shoes pierced with heated nails, and endured many other trials. Being at last decapitated and thrown into a river, he obtained the glory of martyrdom.


In Spain, St. Quiteria, virgin and martyr.


At Ravenna, St. Marcian, bishop and confessor.


In the diocese of Auxerre, the abbot St. Romanus who ministered to St. Benedict in his cave. Going later to France, he built a monastery there, and leaving many disciples and imitators of his sanctity, went to rest in the Lord.


At Aquino, St. Fulk, confessor.


At Pistoja in Tuscany, the blessed Attho, of the Vallumbrosan Order.


At Auxerre, St. Helena, virgin


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


Thanks be to God.

22 MAY – FRIDAY AFTER THE OCTAVE OF THE ASCENSION

Dom Prosper Guéranger:
The Octave is over. The mystery of the glorious Ascension is completed, and our Jesus is never again to be seen upon this Earth until He comes to judge the living and the dead. We are to see Him only by faith. We are to approach Him only by love. Such is our probation, and if we go well through it, we will, at last, be permitted to enter within the Veil as a reward for our faith and love.
Let us not complain at our lot. Rather let us rejoice in that hope, which, as the Apostle says, “confounds not” (Romans v. 5). And how can we be otherwise than hopeful when we remember that Jesus has promised to abide with us “even to the consummation of the world” (Matthew xxviii. 20). He will not appear visibly, but He will be always really with us. How could He abandon His Spouse the Church? And are not we the children of this His beloved Spouse?
But this is not all: Jesus does something more for us. One of His last words was this, and it shows us how dearly He loved us: “I will not leave you orphans” (John xiv. 18). When He used those other words upon which we have been meditating during the last few days: “It is expedient for you that I go,” He added: “For if I go not, the Paraclete will not come to you” (John vii. 39). This Paraclete, this comforter, is the Holy Ghost, the Spirit of the Father and Son. He is to descend upon us in a few short hours hence. He will abide with us (making us feel His presence by His works) until Jesus will again come from Heaven that He may take His elect from a world which is to be condemned to eternal torments for its crimes. But the Holy Ghost is not to come until He be sent. And, as the sacred text implies, He is not to be sent until Jesus “will have been glorified” (John xvi. 7). He is coming that He may continue the great work, but this work was to be begun by the Son of God, and carried on by Him as far as the eternal decrees had ordained (John xvii. 4).
Jesus laboured in this work, and then entered into His rest, taking with Him our Human Nature, which, by His assuming it, He had exalted to the Divine. The Holy Ghost is not to assume our Humanity, but He is coming to console us during Jesus’ absence. He is coming to complete the work of our sanctification. It was He that produced those prodigies which we have been admiring — the faith and love of men in and for Jesus. Yes, it is the Holy Ghost who produces faith in the soul. It is the Holy Ghost who pours the charity of God into our hearts. So, then, we are about to witness fresh miracles of God’s love for man! In a few hours hence, the reign of the Holy Ghost will have begun on Earth. There is but the interim of this one short day for, tomorrow evening, the Solemnity of Pentecost will be upon us.
Let us then linger in our admiration of our Emmanuel. The holy Liturgy has daily gladdened us with His presence, beginning with those happy weeks of Advent when we were awaiting the day on which the Virgin-Mother was to give us the ever Blessed Fruit. And now He is gone! Sweet memories of the intimacy we enjoyed with our Jesus when we were permitted to follow Him day by day — we have you treasured within us! Yes, the Holy Spirit Himself is coming to impress you still deeper on our hearts, for Jesus told us, that when the Paraclete should come to us, He would help us to remember all that we have heard, and seen and felt in the company of the God who deigned to live our life, that so He might teach us to live His for all eternity (John xiv. 26).
Neither let us forget how, when quitting this His earthly home where He was conceived in Mary’s womb, where He was born, where He spent the three and thirty years of His mortal life, where He died, where He rose from the grave, and from which He ascended to the right hand of His Father — He left upon it an outward mark of His love. He left the impress of His sacred Feet upon Mount Olivet, as though He felt separating Himself from the Earth to which so many years and mysteries had endeared him. Saint Augustine, Saint Paulinus of Nola, Saint Optatus, Sulpicius Severus, and the testimony of subsequent ages, assure us of the prodigy. These venerable authorities tell us that when the Roman army under Titus was encamped on Mount Olivet, while besieging Jerusalem, Divine Providence protected these holy marks, the farewell memorial left by our Lord to His Blessed Mother, to His Disciples and to us: it is here that He stood when last seen on Earth, it is here that we will again see Him when He comes to judge mankind.
Neither the rude tramp of the soldiers, nor the ponderous chariots, nor the horses’ hoofs, were permitted to efface or injure the sacred footsteps. Yes, it was on this very Mount, forty years after the Ascension, that the Roman banner was first unfurled when the time of God’s vengeance came upon the City of Deieide. Let us call to mind, firstly, how the Angels announced that the same Jesus who had just ascended would again come to judge us, and secondly, how our Lord Himself had compared the two awful events, the destruction of Jerusalem, and the end of the world. These sacred marks of Jesus’ feet, are therefore the memorial of His affectionate farewell, and the prophecy of His return as our terrible Judge. At the foot of the Hill lies the Valley of Josaphat, the Valley of the Judgment, and the Prophet Zacharias has said: “His feet will stand in that day, upon the Mount of Olives, which is over against Jerusalem, towards the East” (Zacharias xiv. 4)
Let us humbly give admission to the feeling of fear with which our Lord thus inspires us, that we may be more solidly grounded in His love, and let us affectionately venerate the spot on which our Emmanuel left the impress of His feet. The holy Empress Saint Helena was entrusted with the sublime mission of finding and honouring the objects and places that our Redeemer had sanctified by His visible presence. Mount Olivet was sure to elicit her devoted zeal. She ordered a magnificent church of a circular form to be built upon it, but when the builders came to pave the church with rich marble, they were prevented by a miraculous power from covering the spot on which were imprinted the holy footmarks. The marble broke into a thousand pieces, which struck them on the face and after several attempts, they resolved to leave that part of the rock uncovered.
This fact is attested by many holy and creditable authors, several of whom lived in the fourth century when it occurred. But our Lord would do more than keep open to our view these His last footprints, which seem to be ever saying to us, “Your Jesus is but now gone, and will soon return.” He would, moreover, have them teach us that we are to follow Him to Heaven. When the time came for roofing the church, the men found that they had not power to do so: the stones fell as often as they attempted to put them up, and the building was left roofless, as though it had to be our reminder that the way opened by Jesus on the summit of Mount Olivet is ever open for us, and that we must be ever aspiring to rejoin our Divine Master in Heaven.
In his first Sermon for the Feast of the Ascension, Saint Bernardine of Sienna relates an edifying story which is in keeping with the reflections we have been making. He tells us, that a pious nobleman, desirous to visit the places that had witnessed the mysteries of our Redemption, passed the seas. Having reached Palestine, he would begin his pilgrimage by visiting Nazareth, and there, on the very spot where the Word was made Flesh, he gave thanks to the infinite love that had drawn our God from Heaven to Earth in order that He might save us from perdition. The next visit was to Bethlehem where our pilgrim venerated the place of our Saviour’s birth. As he knelt on the spot where Mary adored her new-born babe, the tears rolled down his cheeks, and as Saint Francis of Sales says, (for he also has related this affecting story), “he kissed the dust on which the divine infant was first laid.”
Our devout pilgrim who bravely travelled the country in every direction, went from Bethlehem to the banks of the Jordan. He stopped near Bethabara, at a little place called Bethany where Saint John baptised Christ. The better to honour the mystery, he went down into the bed of the river and entered with much devotion into the water thinking within himself how that stream had been sanctified by its contact with Jesus’ sacred body. Thence he passed to the desert, for he would follow, as nearly as might be, the footsteps of the Son of God. He contemplated the scene of our Master’s fasting, temptation and victory. He next went on towards Thabor. He ascended to the top, that he might honour the mystery of the Transfiguration by which our Saviour gave to three of His Disciples a glimpse of His infinite glory. At length, the good pilgrim entered Jerusalem. He visited the Cenacle, and we can imagine the tender devotion with which he meditated on all the great mysteries that had been celebrated there, such as Jesus washing His Disciples’ feet, and the Institution of the Eucharist. Being resolved to follow His Saviour in each Station, he passed the Brook Cedron, and came to the garden of Gethsemani, where his heart well-nigh broke at the thought of the Bloody Sweat endured by the Divine Victim of our sins. The remembrance of Jesus’ being manacled, fettered and dragged to Jerusalem, next filled his mind. “He at once starts off,” says the holy Bishop of Geneva, whom we must allow to tell the rest of the story:
“He at once starts off, treading in the footsteps of his beloved Jesus. He sees Him dragged to and fro, to Annas, to Caiphas, to Pilate, to Herod; buffeted, scoffed at, spit upon, crowned with thorns, made a show of to the mob, sentenced to death, laden with a Cross, and meeting, as He carries it, with his heart-broken Mother and the weeping daughters of Jerusalem. The good Pilgrim mounts to the top of Calvary where he sees in spirit the Cross lying on the ground, and our Saviour stretched on it, while the executioners cruelly nail Him to it by His hands and feet. He sees them raise the Cross and the Crucified in the air, and the blood gushing from the wounds of the sacred body. He looks at the poor Mother who is pierced through with the sword of sorrow. He raises up his eyes to the Crucified and ' listens with most loving attention to His Seven Words. And at last, sees Him dying and dead, and His side opened with a spear, so that the Sacred Heart is made visible. He watches how He is taken down from the Cross and carried to the tomb, and as he treads along the path all stained with His Redeemer’s blood, he sheds floods of tears. He enters the sepulchre, and buries his heart side by side by his Jesus’ corpse. After this, he rises again together with Him. He visits Emmaus and thinks on all that happened between Jesus and the two disciples. Finally, he returns to Mount Olivet, the scene of the Ascension, and seeing there the last footprints of his dear Lord, he falls down and covers them with untiring kisses. Then, like an archer stretching his bow-string to give his arrow speed, he concentrates into one intense act the whole power of his love, and stands with his eyes and hands lifted up towards heaven: ‘Jesus!’ he says, ‘my sweet Jesus! where else am I now to go on earth seeking you? Ah Jesus! my dearest Jesus, let this heart of mine follow you yonder!’ Saying this, his heart kept darting upwards to heaven, for the brave archer had taken too sure an aim to miss his divine object.”
Saint Bernardine of Siena tells us that the companions and attendants of the noble pilgrim, seeing that he was sinking under the vehemence of his desire, hastened to call a physician, that they might bring him to himself again. But it was too late: the soul had fled to her God, leaving us an example of the love that the mere contemplation of the divine mysteries can produce in man’s heart. And have not we been following all these same mysteries under the guidance of the holy Liturgy? God grant that we may now keep within us the Jesus, whom we have had so truly given to us! and may the Holy Spirit, by His coming visit, maintain and intensify in our souls the resemblance we have thus received with our Divine King!

Thursday, 21 May 2026

21 MAY – THURSDAY, THE OCTAVE OF THE ASCENSION

 
Dom Prosper Guéranger:
We have already seen how the Ascension of our Emmanuel won Him the empire over our understanding: it was the triumph of Faith. The same mystery gave Him a second victory — the victory of Love, which makes Him reign in our hearts. For [two thousand] in whom have men believed, firmly and universally, except in Jesus? In what else have men agreed, except in the dogmas of Faith? What countless errors has not this divine torch dispelled? What light has it not given to the nations that received it? And in what darkness has it not left those which rejected it after having once received it?
In like manner, no one has been loved as our Jesus has been ever since the day of His Ascension: no one is so loved now or ever will be, as He. But, that He might thus win our love, He had to leave us, just as He had to do in order to secure our Faith. Let us return to our text, that we may get deeper into the beautiful mystery. “It is expedient for you that I go!” (John xvi. 7) Before the Ascension, the Disciples were as inconstant in their love, as they were in their faith. Jesus could not trust them. But no sooner had He left them, than they became warmly devoted to Him. Instead of complaining at their bereavement, they returned full of joy to Jerusalem. The thought of their Master’s triumph made them forget their own loss, and they hastened, as He bade them, to the Cenacle, where they were to be endued with Power from on high. Watch these men during the subsequent years. Examine what their conduct was from that time to the day of their death. Count, if you can, their acts of devotedness in the arduous labour of preaching the Gospel. And say, if any other motive than love for their Master, could have enabled them to do what they did? With what cheerfulness did they not drink His chalice? (Matthew xx. 23) With what raptures did they not hail His Cross, when they saw it being prepared for themselves?
But let us not stop at these first witnesses. They had seen Jesus, and heard Him, and touched Him (1 John i. 1). Let us turn to those who came after them, and knew Him by faith only. Let us see if the love which burned in the hearts of the Apostles has been kept up by the Christians of the past [twenty] centuries. First of all, there is the contest of martyrdom, which has never been altogether interrupted since the Gospel began to be preached. The opening campaign lasted three hundred years. What was it that induced so many millions to suffer, not only patiently but gladly, every torture that cruelty could devise? Was it not their ambition to testify how much they loved their Jesus? Let us not forget how these frightful ordeals were cheerfully gone through, not only by men hardened to suffering, but also by delicate women, by young girls, yes even by little children. Let us call to mind the sublime answers they gave to their persecutors, by which they evinced their generous ardour to repay the death of Jesus by their own. The Martyrs of our own times, in China, Japan, the Korea and elsewhere have repeated, without knowing it, the very same words to their judges and executioners as were addressed to the Proconsuls of the third and fourth centuries by the martyrs of those days.
Yes, our divine King who has ascended into Heaven, is loved as no other ever was or could be. Think of those millions of generous souls who, that they might be exclusively His, have despised all earthly affections, and would know no other love than His. Every age, even our own, in spite of all its miseries, has produced souls of this stamp, and only God knows how many. Our Emmanuel has been, and to the end of time will ever be loved on this earth. Have we not reason to say so when we consider how many there have always been, even among the wealthiest ones of the world, who, in order that they might bear a resemblance to the babe of Bethlehem, have given up everything they possessed? What an irresistible proof of the same truth have we not in the countless sacrifices of self-love and pride, made with a view to imitate the Obedience of the God-Man on earth? And what else but an ardent love of Jesus could have prompted those heroic acts of mortification and penance by which the sufferings of His Passion have been emulated and, as the Apostle says, “filled up?” (Colossian i. 24)
But grand as all this is, it was not enough to satisfy man’s devoted love of his absent Lord. Jesus had said, at least, implicitly: “Whatever you do to the leas of your brethren, you do it to me” (Matthew xxv. 40). Love is ever quick at catching the meaning of our Redeemer’s words. It took advantage of these, and saw in them another means for reaching its Jesus, reaching Him through the poor. And as the worst of poverties is the ignorance of divine truths, because it would make a man poor and miserable for eternity — therefore have there risen up, in every age, zealous apostles who, bidding farewell to home and fatherland, have carried the light of the Gospel to them that sat in darkness and in the shadow of death. They heeded not the fatigues or the perils of such a mission: what cared they for all these things, if they could but make Jesus known and honoured, and loved, by one poor savage or Hindu?
But what of those other poor ones — the sick — in whom Jesus suffers? Fear not: He is too much loved to be forgotten there. Once let the Church be free enough to develop her plans of charity, and there will be an Institute of relief for every class of sufferers. The poor, the sick — all will be cared for and comforted. There will be vocations to charity to meet every want, and women, too, urged by the love of their Divine Lord, will deem it an honour to be the nurses and attendants of a suffering or dying Lazarus. The world itself is in admiration at their heroism, and though it knows not the divine principle which originates these charitable Institutions, yet is it obliged to acknowledge the extraordinary good they effect.
But man’s observation can only reach the exterior. The interior is the far grander reality, and it is beyond his notice. What we have said so far is, therefore, but a very feeble description of the ardour with which our Lord Jesus Christ has been, and still is, loved on this Earth. Let us picture to ourselves the millions of Christians who have lived since the first foundation of the Church. Many, it is true, have had the misfortune to be unfaithful to the object of their existence. But, what an immense number have loved Jesus with all their heart, and soul and strength? Some have never flagged in their love. Others have needed a conversion from vice or tepidity, returned to Him, and slept in the kiss of peace. Count, if you can, the virtuous actions, the heroic sacrifices, of those countless devoted servants of His, who are to be arrayed before him in the Valley of Josaphat. His memory alone can hold and tell the stupendous total of what has been done. This well-nigh infinite aggregate of holy deeds and thoughts — from the seraphic ardour of the greatest Saint, down to the cup of cold water given in the name of the Redeemer, what is it all but the ceaseless hymn of our earth to its beloved Absent One, its never-forgotten Jesus ?
Who is the man, however dear his memory may be, for whom we would be devoted, or sacrifice our interests, or lay down our lives, especially if he had been ten or twenty ages gone from us? Who is that great Dead, the sound of whose name can make the hearts of men vibrate with love, in every country, and in every generation? It is Jesus, who died, who rose again, who ascended into Heaven. But we humbly confess, Jesus, that it was necessary for us that you should go from us, in order that our faith might soar up to you in Heaven, and that our hearts, being thus enlightened, might burn with your love. Enjoy your Ascension, you King of Angels and men! We, in our exile, will feast on the fruits of the great mystery, waiting for it to be fulfilled in ourselves. Enlighten those poor blind infidels whose pride will not permit them to recognise you, notwithstanding these most evident proofs. They continue in their errors concerning you, though they have such superabundant testimony of your Divinity, in the faith and love you have received in every age. The homage offered you by the universe represented, as it has ever been, by the chief nations of the earth, and by the most virtuous and learned men of each generation — all this is, to these unbelievers, as though it had never happened. Who are they to be compared with such a cloud of faithful witnesses? Have mercy on them, Lord! Save them from their pride. Then will they unite with us in saying: “It was indeed expedient for this world to lose your visible presence, Jesus, for never were your greatness, your power, and your Divinity, so recognised and loved, as when you departed from us. Glory, then, be to the mystery of your Ascension, by which as the Psalmist prophesied, you received gifts that you might bestow them upon men” (Psalms lxvii. 19).

Wednesday, 20 May 2026

20 MAY – SAINT BERNARDINE OF SIENA (Confessor)


Bernardino Albizeschi was born in 1380 of parents who were of a noble family of Siena. He was well brought up by his pious parents and gave evident marks of sanctity from his earliest years. When studying the first rudiments of grammar he despised the favourite pastimes of children and applied himself to works of piety, especially fasting, prayer and devotion to the Blessed Virgin Mary. His charity to the poor was extraordinary. In order the better to practise these virtues, he later on entered the Confraternity which gave to the Church so many saintly men, and was attached to the hospital of our Lady of Scala in Siena. It was there that, while leading a most mortified life himself, Bernardino, with incredible charity, took care of the sick during the time when a terrible pestilence was raging in the city. Among his other virtues, he was pre-eminent for chastity, although he had many dangers to encounter owing to the beauty of his person. Such was the respect he inspired that no-one, however lost to shame, ever dared to say an improper word in his presence.

After a serious illness of four months, which he bore with the greatest patience, Bernardino began to think of entering the religious life. As a preparation for such a step he hired, in the farthest outskirts of the city, a little hut in which he hid himself, leading a most austere life and assiduously beseeching God to make known to him the path he was to follow. A divine inspiration led him to prefer to all other Orders that of Saint Francis. Accordingly, he entered and soon began to excel in humility, patience and the other virtues of a religious man. The guardian of the Convent perceiving this and having previously known that Bernardino was well versed in the sacred sciences, he imposed the duty of preaching upon him. The Saint most humbly accepted the office, though he was aware that the weakness and hoarseness of his voice unfitted him for it: but he sought God’s help, and was miraculously freed from these impediments.

Italy was, at that time, overrun with vice and crime, and in consequence of deadly factions, all laws, both divine and human, were disregarded. It was then that Bernardino went through the towns and villages, preaching the Name of Jesus which was ever on his lips and heart. Such was the effect of his words and example that piety and morals were in great measure restored. Several important cities that had witnessed his zeal petitioned the Pope to allow them to have Bernardino for their bishop, but the Saint’s humility was not to be overcome, and he rejected every offer. At length, after going through countless labours in God’s service, after many and great miracles, after writing several pious and learned books, he died a happy death at the age of 66 in Aquila in the Abruzzi. New miracles were daily being wrought through his intercession and, at length, in the sixth year after his death, he was canonised by Pope Nicholas V.

Dom Prosper Guéranger:
In that season of the Liturgical Year when we were loving and praying around the crib of the Infant Jesus, one of its days was devoted to our celebrating the glory and sweetness of His Name. Holy Church was full of joy in pronouncing the dear Name chosen from all eternity by her heavenly Spouse, and mankind found consolation in the thought that the great God who might so justly have bid us call Him the Just and the Avenger, willed us henceforth to call Him the Saviour. The devout Bernardino of Siena, whose feast we keep today, stood then before us, holding in his hands this ever blessed Name surrounded with rays. He urged the whole Earth to venerate, with love and confidence, the sacred Name which expresses the whole economy of our salvation. The Church, ever attentive to what is for the good of her children, adopted the beautiful device. She encouraged them to receive it from the Saint as a shield that would protect them against the darts of the evil spirit, and as an additional means for reminding us of the exceeding charity with which God has loved this world of ours. And finally, when the loveliness of the Holy Name of Jesus had won all Christian hearts, she instituted, in its honour, one of the most beautiful solemnities of Christmastide.
Bernardino, the worthy son of Saint Francis of Assisi, returns to us on this twentieth day of May, and the sweet flower of the Holy Name is, of course, in his hand. But it is not now the prophetic appellation of the new-born babe. It is not the endearing Name, respectfully and lovingly whispered by the Virgin-Mother over the crib — it is the Name whose sound has gone through the whole creation, it is the trophy of the grandest of victories, it is the fulfilment of all that was prophesied. The Name of Jesus was a promise to mankind of a Saviour. Jesus has saved mankind by dying and rising again. He is now Jesus in the full sense of the word. Go where you will and you hear this Name— the Name that has united men into the one great family of the Church. The chief priests of the Synagogue strove to stifle the Name of Jesus, for it was even then winning men’s hearts. They forbade the Apostles to teach in this Name, and it was on this occasion that Peter uttered the words which embody the whole energy of the Church: We ought to obey God, rather than men (Acts v. 28, 29). The Synagogue might as well have tried to stay the course of the sun. So too, when the mighty power of the Roman Empire set itself against the triumphant progress of this Name and would annul the decree that every knee should bow at its sound (Philippians ii. 10), there was not merely a failure, but, at the end of three centuries, the Name of Jesus was heard and loved in every city and hamlet of the Empire.
Armed with this sacred motto, Bernardino traversed the towns of Italy which, at that period (the fifteenth century) were at enmity with each other and, not infrequently, were torn with domestic strifes. The Name of Jesus, which he carried in his hand, became as a rainbow of reconciliation, and wherever he set it up, there every knee bowed down, every vindictive heart was appeased, and sinners hastened to the sacrament of pardon. The three letters (IHS) which represent this Name, became familiar to the faithful. They were everywhere to be seen, carved or engraved or painted. And the Catholic world thus gained a new form by which to express its adoration and love of its Saviour.
Bernardino was a preacher whose eloquence was of Heaven’s inspiring. He was also a distinguished master in the science of sacred things, as is proved by the writings he has left us. We regret not being able, from want of space, to give our readers his words on the greatness of the Paschal mystery, but we cannot withhold from them what he says regarding Jesus appearing to his Blessed Mother after the Resurrection. They will be rejoiced at finding unity of doctrine on this interesting subject existing between the Franciscan School, represented by Saint Bernardino and the School of Saint. Dominic, whose testimony we have already given, on the feast of Saint Vincent Ferrer:
“From the fact of there being no mention made in the Gospel of the visit with which Christ consoled His Mother after His Resurrection, we are not to conclude that this most merciful Jesus — the source of all grace and consolation who was so anxious to gladden His Disciples by His presence — forgot His Mother who He knew had drunk so deeply of the bitterness of His Passion. But it has pleased divine Providence that the Gospel should be silent on this subject, and this for three reasons. In the first place, because of the firmness of Mary’s faith. The confidence which the Virgin-Mother had of her Son rising again, had never faltered, not even by the slightest doubt. This we can readily believe if we reflect on the special grace with which she was filled, she the Mother of the Man-God, the Queen of Angels, and the Mistress of the world. To a truly enlightened mind, the silence of the Scripture on this subject says more than any affirmation could have done. We have learned to know something of Mary by the visit she received from the Angel when the Holy Ghost overshadowed her. We met her again at the foot of the Cross where she, the Mother of Sorrows, stood near her dying Son. If then the Apostle could say: “As you are partakers of the sufferings, so will you be also of the consolation” (2 Corinthians i. 7) —what share must not the Virgin-Mother have had in the joys of the Resurrection? We should hold it as a certain truth that her most sweet Jesus, after His Resurrection, consoled her first of all. The holy Roman Church would seem to express this by celebrating at Saint Mary Major’s the Station of Easter Sunday. Moreover, if from the silence of the Evangelists you would conclude that our Risen Lord did not appear to her first you must go farther and say that He did not appear to her at all, inasmuch as these same Evangelists, when relating the several apparitions, do not mention a single one as made to her. Now such a conclusion as this would savour of impiety.”
In the second place, the silence of the Gospel is explained by the incredulity of men. The object of the Holy Spirit, when dictating the Gospels, was to describe such apparitions as would remove all doubt from carnal-minded men with regard to the Resurrection of Christ. The fact of Mary being his Mother would have weakened her testimony, at least in their eyes. For this reason she was not brought forward as a witness, though, most assuredly, there never was or will be any creature (the humanity of her Son alone excepted) whose assertion better deserved the confidence of every truly pious soul. But the text of the Gospel was not to adduce any testimonies, save such as might be offered to the whole world. As to Jesus’ apparition to His Mother, the Holy Ghost has left it to be believed by those that are enlightened by His light.
In the third place, this silence is explained by the sublime nature of the apparition itself. The Gospel says nothing regarding the Mother of Christ after the Resurrection, and the reason is that her interviews with her Son were so sublime and ineffable that no words could have described them. There are two sorts of visions: one is merely corporal and feeble in proportion, the other is mainly in the soul and is granted only to such as have been transformed. Say, if you will, that Magdalene was the first to have the merely corporal vision provided that you admit that the Blessed Virgin saw, previously to Magdalene, and in a far sublimer way, her Risen Jesus, that she recognised Him, and enjoyed His sweet embraces in her soul more even than in her body.”
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How beautiful, O Bernardino, are the rays that form the aureola round the Name of Jesus! How soft their light on that eighth day after His birth when He received this Name! But how dazzling now that this Jesus achieves our salvation, not only by humiliation and suffering, but by the triumph of His Resurrection! You come to us, O Bernardino, in the midst of the Paschal glory of the Name of Jesus. This Name, for which you so lovingly and zealously laboured, gives you to share in its immortal victory. Now, therefore, pour forth upon us, even more abundantly than when you were here on Earth, the treasures of love, admiration and hope of which this divine Name is the source, and cleanse the eyes of our soul that we may, one day, be enabled to join you in contemplating its beauty and magnificence.
Apostle of peace, Italy whose factions were so often quelled by you, may well number you among her protectors. Behold her now a prey to the enemies of Jesus, rebellious against the Church of God and abandoned to her fate. Oh forget not that she is your native land, that she was obedient to your preaching, and that your memory was long most dear to her. Intercede in her favour. Deliver her from her oppressors, and show that when earthly armies fail the hosts of Heaven can always save both cities and countries.
Illustrious son of the great Patriarch of Assisi, the seraphic Order venerates you as one of its main supports. You re-animated it to its primitive observance. Continue now, from Heaven, to protect the work you commenced here on Earth. The Order of Saint Francis is one of the grandest consolations of holy Mother Church. Make this Order for ever flourish, protect it in its trials, give it increase in proportion to the necessities of the faithful, for you are the second Father of this venerable family and your prayers are powerful with the Redeemer whose glorious Name you confessed upon the Earth.
Also on this day according to the ROMAN MARTYROLOGY:

At Rome, on the Via Salaria, the birthday of St. Basilla, virgin, who was of royal race and betrothed to an illustrious personage. As she refused to marry him, he accused her of being a Christian. The emperor Gallienus gave orders that she should accept him or die by the sword. Answering that she had for her spouse the King of kings, she was transpierced with a sword.

At Nimes in France, St. Baudelius, martyr. Being arrested, but refusing to sacrifice to idols and remaining immovable in the faith of Christ, despite blows and tortures, he gained the palm of martyrdom by a precious death.

At Edessa in Syria, the holy martyrs Thalalaeus, Asterius, Alexander and their companions who suffered under the emperor Numerian.

In Thebais, St. Aquila, martyr to the faith, whose body was torn with iron combs.

At Bourges in France, St. Austregisil, bishop and confessor.

At Brescia, St. Anastasius, bishop.

At Pavia, St. Theodore, bishop.

At Rome, St. Plautilla, wife of an ex-consul and mother of the blessed Flavia Domitilla. She was baptised by the blessed Apostle St. Peter and after giving the example of all virtues, rested in peace.

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

Thanks be to God.

20 MAY – WEDNESDAY IN THE OCTAVE OF THE ASCENSION


Dom Prosper Gueranger:

Let us now look upon the Earth, for our eyes have until now been riveted upon the Heaven into which our Jesus has entered. Let us see what effects the mystery of the Ascension has produced on this land of our exile. These effects are of the most extraordinary nature. This Jesus, who ascended into Heaven without the City of Jerusalems even knowing it, and whose departure, when it was known, excited no regret or joy among the men of that generation — this Jesus, we say, now, [two thousand] years after His departure from us, finds the whole earth celebrating the anniversary of His glorious Ascension. Our age is far from being one of earnest faith, and yet there is not a single country on the face of the globe where if there be a church or chapel or even a Catholic home, the Feast of Jesus Ascension is not being now kept and loved.

He lived for three and thirty years on our Earth. He, the eternal Son of our God, dwelt among His creatures, and there was only one people that knew it. That one favoured people crucified Him. As to the Gentiles, they would have thought Him beneath their notice. True, this beautiful Light shone in the darkness, but the darkness did not comprehend it (John i. 5). He came unto his own, and His own received Him not (John i. 11). He preached to His chosen people, but His word was that seed which falls on stony ground and takes no root, or is cast among thorns and is choked. It could with difficulty find a plot of good ground in which to bring forth fruit (Matthew xiii.) If, thanks to His infinite patience and goodness, he succeeded in keeping a few disciples around Him, their faith was weak, hesitating, and gave way when temptation came.

And yet, ever since the preaching of these same Apostles, the name and glory of Jesus are everywhere. In every language and in every clime He is proclaimed the Incarnate Son of God. The most civilised, as well as the most barbarous, nations have submitted to His sweet yoke. In every part of the universe men celebrate His birth in the stable of Bethlehem, His death on the Cross by which He ransomed a guilty world, His Resurrection by which He strengthened the work He came to do, and His Ascension which gives Him, the Man-God, to sit at the right hand of his Father. The great voice of the Church carries to the uttermost bounds of the earth the mystery of the Blessed Trinity, which He came to reveal to mankind. This holy Church, founded by Him, teaches the truths of faith to all nations, and in every nation there are souls who are docile to her teaching.

How was this marvellous change brought about? What is it that has given it stability during these [two thousand] years? Our Saviour Himself explains it to us by the words He spoke to His Apostles after the Last Supper: “It is,” said He, “expedient to you that I go” (John xvi. 7). What means this, but that there is something more advantageous to us than the having Him visibly present among us? This mortal life is not the time for seeing and contemplating Him, not even in his Human Nature. To know Him, and relish Him, even in His Human Nature, we stand in need of a special gift or element: it is Faith. Now, Faith in the mysteries of the Incarnate Word did not begin its reign on the Earth until He ceased to be visible here below. Who could tell the triumphant power of Faith? Saint John gives it a glorious name. He says: “It is the victory which overcomes the world” (1 John v. 4). It subdued the world to our absent King. It subdued the power and pride and superstitions of paganism. It won the homage of the Earth for Him who has ascended into Heaven — the Son of God and the Son of Mary — Jesus.

Saint Leo the Great, the sublime theologian of the mystery of the Incarnation, has treated this point with his characteristic authority and eloquence. Let us listen to his glorious teaching:

“Having fulfilled all the mysteries pertaining to the preaching of the Gospel and to the New Covenant, our Lord Jesus Christ ascended into Heaven, in the sight of His Disciples, on the fortieth day after His Resurrection, hereby withdrawing His corporal presence, for He was to remain at the right hand of His Father until should be filled up the measure of time decreed by God for the multiplication of the children of the Church, and He (Jesus) should again come, and in the same Flesh with which He ascended, to judge the living and the dead. Thus, therefore, that, which in our Redeemer had hitherto been visible, passed into the order of Mysteries. And to the end that Faith might be grander and surer, teaching took the place of sight; which teaching was to be accepted by the faithful with hearts illumined by heavenly light.

This Faith, increased by our Lords Ascension, and strengthened by the gift of the Holy Ghost, was proof against every trial so that neither chains, nor prisons, nor banishment, nor hunger, nor fire, nor wild beasts, nor all the ingenuity of cruelty and persecution, could affright it. For this Faith, not only men, but even women — not only beardless boys, but even tender maidens — fought unto the shedding of their blood, and this in every country of the world. This Faith cast out devils from such as were possessed, cured the sick, and raised the dead to life. The blessed Apostles themselves — who, though they had so often witnessed their Masters miracles and heard His teachings, turned cowards when they saw Him in His sufferings, and hesitated to believe His Resurrection— these same, I say, were so changed by His Ascension, that what heretofore had been a subject of fear, then became a subject of joy. And why? Because the whole energy of the souls contemplation was raised up to Jesus Divinity, now seated at the right hand of His Father ; the vigour of the minds eye was not dulled by the bodily vision, and they came to the clear view of the mystery, namely — that He neither left the Father when He descended upon the Earth, nor left His Disciples when He ascended into Heaven.

Never, then, was Jesus so well known, as when He withdrew Himself into the glory of His Fathers majesty, and became more present by His Divinity in proportion as He was distant in His Humanity. Then did Faith, made keener, approach to the Son co-equal with his Father. She needed not the handling of the bodily substance of her Christ — that bodily substance, I say, by which He is less than His Father. The substance of His glorified Body is the same, but our faith was to be of so generous a kind as that we were to go to the Co-equal Son, not by a corporal feeling, but by a spiritual understanding. Hence, when Mary Magdalene, who represented the Church, threw herself at the feet of the Risen Jesus, and would have embraced them, He said to her: “Touch me not, for I am not yet ascended to my Father,” as though He would say: “I will not that you come to me corporally, or that you know me by the testimony of your senses. I have a sublimer recognition in store for you. I have prepared something far better for you. When I will have ascended to my Father, then will you feel me in a higher and truer way, for you will grasp what you touch not, and believe what you see not.”

The departure of our Emmanuel was, therefore, the opening of that reign of Faith which is to prepare us for the eternal vision of the Sovereign Good. And this blessed Faith, which is our very life, gives us, at the same time, all the light, compatible with our mortal existence, for knowing and loving the Word Consubstantial to the Father, and for the just appreciation of the Mysteries which this Incarnate Word wrought here below in His humanity. It is now [two thousand] years since He lived on the Earth, and yet we know Him better than His disciples did before His Ascension! Truly was it expedient for us that He should go from us. His visible presence would have checked the generosity of our Faith, and it is our Faith alone that can bridge over the space which is to be between Himself and us, until our ascension comes, and then we will enter within the veil.

How strangely blind are those who see not the superhuman power of this element of Faith, which has not only conquered, but even transformed, the world! Some of them have been writing long treatises to prove that the Gospels were not written by the Evangelists: we pity their ravings. But these great discoverers have another difficulty to get over, and so far they have not attempted to grapple with it. We mean the living Gospel which is the production of the unanimous faith of [twenty] centuries, and is the result of the courageous confession of so many millions of martyrs, of the holiness of countless men and women, of the conversion of so many, both civilised and uncivilised nations. Assuredly, He, who after having spent a few short years in one little spot of earth, had but to disappear, in order to draw mens hearts to Himself, so that the brightest intellects and the purest minds gave Him their Faith — He must be what He tells us He is: the Eternal Son of God. Glory, then, and thanks to you, Jesus, who to console us in your absence has given us Faith by which the eye of our soul is purified, the hope of our heart is strengthened, and the divine realities we possess tell upon us in all their power! Preserve within us this precious gift of your gratuitous goodness. Give it increase and when our death comes — that solemn hour which precedes our seeing you face to face — give us the grand fullness of our dearest Faith!



Tuesday, 19 May 2026

19 MAY – SAINT CELESTINE V (Pope and Confessor)


Peter (who, from the name he took as Pope, was called Celestine) was born in 1221 at Isernia in the Abruzzi, Italy, of respectable Catholic parents. When quite a boy, he retired into solitude that he might be out of the reach of the world’s vanities. There he nourished his soul with holy contemplations, bringing his body into subjection and wearing a hair-shirt and an iron chain next to his skin, taking Saint John the Baptist as his role model. Peter was ordained a priest in Rome and on his way back received the Benedictine habit from the Abbot of Faizola who allowed him to resume his solitary life. He founded, under the Rule of Saint Benedict, the Congregation which in 1274 was approved by Pope Gregory X and became known later as the Congregation of Celestines after his papal name. The Roman Church having been for a long time widowed of its Pastor after the death of Pope Nicholas IV, Celestine was chosen, unknown to himself, to occupy the Chair of Peter, and was therefore compelled to quit his solitude, for he was a lamp that was set upon a candlestick and could not be hid. All men were filled with joy, as well as with surprise, at this unexpected choice. But thus exalted to the Pontificate, and finding that the multiplicity of cares rendered it almost impossible for him to continue his wonted contemplations, he resigned of his own accord the onerous honours of the Papal throne. He therefore resumed his former mode of life and slept in the Lord by a precious death, which was rendered still more glorious by the apparition of an exceedingly bright cross which hovered over the door of his cell. He was celebrated for many miracles, both before and after his death in 1926, which being authentically proved, he was canonised 11 years after his departure from this world by Pope Clement V in 1313.

Dom Prosper Guéranger:
Our Paschal Season which has already given us the admirable Doctor, Saint Leo, brings before us today the humble Peter Celestine — Sovereign Pontiff, like Leo, but who was no sooner throned on the Apostolic See than he left it and returned to solitude. Among the long list of sainted men who compose the venerable series of Roman Pontiffs our Lord would have one in whose person was to be represented the virtue of humility — that honour was conferred on Peter Celestine. He was dragged from the quiet of his solitude, compelled to ascend the throne of Saint Peter and made to hold, in his trembling hand, the Keys of the Kingdom of Heaven. The holy hermit whose eyes had been ever fixed on his own weakness had then to provide for the necessities of the whole Church. In his humility he judged himself to be unequal to so heavy a responsibility. He resigned the tiara and begged to be permitted to return to his dear hermitage. His Divine Master, Christ, had, in like manner, concealed his glory first in a thirty years of hidden life, and then, later on, under the cloud of His Passion and Sepulchre. The sunshine of the Pasch came. The gloom was dispersed and the Conqueror of Death arose in all His splendour. He would have His servants share in His triumph, but their share is to be greater or less, according to the measure in which they have, here on Earth, imitated His humility. Who then could describe the glory which Peter Celestine receives in Heaven as a recompense for his profound humility which made him more eager to be unknown than the most ambitious of men could be for honour and fame? He was great on the Pontifical throne and still greater in his solitude. But his greatness, now that he is in Heaven, surpasses all human thought.
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You obtained, Celestine, the object of your ambition. You were permitted to descend from the Apostolic throne and return to the quiet of that hidden life which, for so many years, had been your delight. Enjoy, to your heart’s content, the holy charm of being unknown to the world, and the treasures of contemplation in the secret of the face of God (Psalm xxx. 21). But this life of obscurity must have an end and then, the Cross — the Cross which you have loved above all earthly possessions — will rise up in brightness before your cell door and summon you to share in the Paschal triumph of Him who came down from Heaven to teach us this great truth — that he that humbles himself, will be exalted (Matthew xxiii. 12).
Your name, O Celestine, will for ever shine on the list of Roman Pontiffs. You are one of the links of that glorious chain which unites the Holy Church with Jesus, her Founder and her Spouse. But a still greater glory is reserved for you — the glory of being forever with this same Risen Jesus. Holy Church which, during the short period of your holding the Keys of Peter, was obedient to you, has now for centuries paid, and will continue, to the end of the world, to pay you the tribute of her devotion because she recognises in you one of God’s elect — one of the Princes of the heavenly court. And we, O Celestine, we also are invited to ascend where you are and contemplate, together with you, the most beautiful among the children of men (Psalm xliv. 3), the Conqueror of sin and Hell. But there is only one path that can lead us there. It is the path you trod — the path of humility. Pray for us that we may be solidly grounded in this virtue and desire it with all our earnestness, that we may change our unhappy self-esteem into an honest contempt of ourselves, that we may despise all human glory and be courageous and cheerful under humiliation, and that thus having drunk of the torrent as did our Divine Master, we may one day, like Him, lift up our heads (Psalm cix. 7) and cluster round His throne for all eternity.

19 MAY – TUESDAY IN THE OCTAVE OF THE ASCENSION

   

Dom Prosper Gueranger:

The Lord of glory has ascended into Heaven and, as the Apostle says, “He has gone there as our forerunner,” (Hebrews vi. 20), but how are we to follow Him to this abode of holiness, we whose path is beset with sin — we who are ever needing pardon, rather than meriting anything like glory? This brings us to another consequence of the exhaustless mystery of the Ascension. Let us give it our closest attention. Jesus has gone to Heaven not only that he may reign as King, but also that He may intercede for us as our High Priest, and, in this quality, obtain for us both the pardon of our sins and the graces we need for following Him to glory. He offered himself, on the Cross as a victim of propitiation for our sins. His Precious Blood was shed as our superabundant ransom: but the gate of Heaven remained shut against us until He threw it open by His own entrance into that sanctuary where he was to exercise His eternal office of Priest according to the order of Melchisedech (Psalms cix. 4). By His Ascension into Heaven His priesthood of Calvary was transformed into a priesthood of glory. He entered with the veil of His once passible and mortal flesh (Hebrews vi. 19; x. 20) within the veil of His Fathers presence, and there is He our Priest forever.

How truly is he called Christ, that is, “the Anointed!” for, no sooner was His Divine Person united to the Human Nature than He received a twofold anointing: He was made both King and High Priest. We have already meditated on His Kingship: let us now contemplate His Priesthood. He gave proofs of both during His life among us on Earth, but it was only by His Ascension that their unclouded splendour was to be declared. Let us then follow our Emmanuel and see Him as our High Priest.

The Apostle thus describes the office of a High Priest. He is taken from among men (Hebrews v. 1) and is ordained for men in the things that appertain to God that he may offer tip gifts and sacrifices for sins: he is appointed their ambassador and mediator with God. Jesus received this office and ministry, and He is fulfilling it in Heaven. But, that we may the better appreciate the grand mystery, let us study the figures given of it in the Holy Scriptures and developed by Saint Paul in his sublime Epistle. They will give us a precise idea of the grandeur of our Jesus Pontifical character. Let us go, in thought, to the Temple of Jerusalem. First of all, is the spacious uncovered court, with its porticoes. In the centre there stands the altar on which are slain the victims of the various sacrifices, and from the altar there radiate a number of conduits through which flows the blood. We next come to a more sacred portion of the edifice. it is beyond the altar of holocausts, is covered in, and is resplendent with all the riches of the East. Let us respectfully enter, for the place is Holy, and it was God Himself who gave to Moses the plan of the various fittings which adorn it with their mysterious and rich beauty:— he Altar of Incense, with its morning and evening cloud of fragrance; the seven- branched Candlestick, with its superb lilies and pomegranates; the Table of the Loaves of Proposition, representing the offering made by man to Him who feeds him with the harvests of the earth. And yet, it is not here, though the walls are wainscoted with the bright gold of Ophir, that is centred the great majesty of Jehovah. At the extreme end of the Temple there is a Veil of precious texture, richly embroidered with figures of the Cherubim, and reaching to the ground: it is there, beyond this Veil, that the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob has fixed the abode of His presence. It is there also that rests the Ark of the Covenant over which two golden Cherubim spread their wings. It is called the “Holy of Holies,” and no one, under pain of death, may draw aside the Veil, or look or enter within the hallowed precinct where the God of Hosts deigns to dwell. So then, man is banished from the place in which God dwells: he is unworthy to enter into so holy a presence. He was created that he might see God and be eternally happy with that vision, but because of sin he is never to enjoy the sight of God. There is a Veil between himself and Him who is his Last End. Neither can he ever remove that Veil. Such is the severe lesson given to us by the symbolism of the ancient Temple.

But there is a merciful promise, and it gives a gleam of hope. This Veil will one day be raised up and man will enter within: on one condition, however. Let us return to the figurative Temple, and we will learn what this condition is. As we have already noticed, none were allowed to enter the Holy of Holies. There was but one exception, and that was in favour of the High Priest who might once a year, penetrate beyond the Veil. Yet even he had certain conditions to observe. If he entered without holding in his hands a vessel containing the blood of two victims previously immolated by him for his own and the peoples sins, he was to be put to death. If, on the contrary, he faithfully complied with the divine ordinances, he would be protected by the blood he carried in his hands, and might make intercession for himself and all Israel. How beautiful and impressive are these figures of the first Covenant, but how much more so their fulfilment in our Jesus Ascension! Even during the period of His voluntary humiliations, he made His power be felt in this sacred Dwelling of Gods Majesty. His last breath on the Cross rent the Veil of the Holy of Holies, hereby signifying to us that man was soon to recover the right he had lost by sin, the right of admission into Gods presence.

We say soon, for Jesus had still to gain the victory over Death by His Resurrection. He had to spend forty days on earth during which He, our High Priest, would organise the true Priesthood that was to be exercised in His Church to the end of time, in union with the Priesthood He Himself was to fulfil in Heaven. The fortieth day came, and found all things prepared: the witnesses of the Resurrection had proclaimed the victory of their Master; the dogmas of faith had all been revealed; the Church had been formed; the Sacraments had been instituted: it was time for our High Priest to enter into the Holy of Holies, accompanied by the holy souls of Limbo. Let us follow Him with the eye of our faith. As He approached, the Veil that had closed the entrance for [thousands of] years, was lifted up. Jesus enters. Has He not offered the preparatory Sacrifice? Not the figurative Sacrifice of the Old Law, but the real one of His own Blood? And having reached the Throne of the Divine Majesty, there to intercede for us His people, He has but to show His Eternal Father the Wounds he received, and from which flowed the Blood that satisfied every claim of Divine Justice. He would retain these sacred stigmata of His Sacrifice in order that He might ever present them, as our High Priest, to the Father, and so disarm His anger. “My little children,” says Saint John in his first Epistle, “I write these things to you, that you may not sin; but, if any man does sin, we have an Advocate with the Father, Jesus Christ the Just” (1 John ii. 1). Thus, then, beyond the Veil, Jesus treats of our interests with His Father. He gives the merits of His Sacrifice their full efficacy. He is the eternal High Priest whose advocacy is irresistible.

Saint John, who was granted a sight of the interior of Heaven, gives us a sublime description of this twofold character of our Divine Head — Victim and yet King, Sacrificed and yet Immortal. He shows us the Throne of Jehovah, round which are seated the Four-and-Twenty Ancients, the four symbolical living creatures, and then the seven Spirits burning like lamps before it. But the Prophet does not finish his description here. He bids us look at the right hand of Him who sits on the Throne. There we perceive a Lamb standing and as it were slain — slain and yet standing, for He is radiant with glory and power (Apocalypse iv. 5). We should be at a loss to understand the vision had we not our grand mystery of the Ascension to explain it, but now all is clear. We recognise in the Lamb, portrayed by the Apostle, our Jesus, the Word Eternal, who, being consubstantial to the Father, is seated on the same Throne with Him. Yet is He, also, the Lamb, for He has assumed to Himself our flesh, in order that He might be sacrificed for us as a victim. And this character of Victim is to be forever upon Him. Oh, see Him there, in all His majesty as Son of God, standing in the attitude of infinite power, yet withal, He will not part with His resemblance of the Immolated. The sword of Sacrifice has left Five Wounds upon Him, and He would keep them for eternity. Yes, it is identically the same meek Lamb of Calvary, and He is to be forever consummating in glory the immolation He perfected on the Cross.

Such are the stupendous realities seen by the Angels within the Veil (Hebrews vi. 19), and when our turn comes to pass that Veil, we also will be enraptured with the sight. We are not to be left outside, as were the Jewish people when, once each year, their High Priest entered into the Holy of Holies. We have the teaching of the Apostle: The Fore-runner, Jesus, our High Priest, has entered within the Veil for us (Hebrews iv. 20). For us! O what music there is in these two words: For us! He has led the way. We are to follow! Even at the commencement He would not go alone. He would have the countless legion of the souls of Limbo to accompany Him, and ever since then the procession into Heaven has been one of unbroken magnificence. The Apostle tells us that we, poor sinners as we are, are already saved by hope (Romans viii. 24), and what is our hope, but that we are one day to enter into the Holy of Holies? Then will we blend our glad voices with those of the Angels, the four-and-twenty Ancients, the myriads of the Blessed, in the eternal Hymn: “To the Lamb that was slain, power, and divinity, and wisdom, and strength, and glory, and benediction, for ever and ever! Amen.” (Apocalypse v. 12, 13).

Monday, 18 May 2026

18 MAY – SAINT VENANTIUS (Martyr)


Venantius was born at Camerino near Ancona in Italy. At the age of 15 years he was accused of being a Christian and was brought before Antiochus, the governor of the city under the emperor Decius. After being coaxed and threatened, he was scourged and condemned to be chained. But he was miraculously unfettered by an angel, and was then burned with torches, and was hung, with his head downwards, over a fire, to be suffocated by the smoke. One of the officials, Anastasius, noticed the courage with which Venantius suffered his torments, and saw an angel walking in a white robe above the smoke, and again liberating Venantius. He believed in Christ and with his family was baptised by the priest Porphyrius with whom he later was to suffer martyrdom.

Venantius was again brought before the governor but refusing to renounce his faith, he was put in prison. A herald, Attalus, was sent to tell him that he also had once been a Christian, but had renounced the faith when he discovered that it was false, and that Christians were tricked into giving up the good things of the present life by the vain hope of what was to follow in the next life. Venantius rejected the herald, upon which he was yet again again led before the governor and all his teeth were beaten out, and his jaws broken. After that he was thrown into a dung pit. But being delivered by an angel once again, he stood before the judge, who, while Venantius was addressing him, fell from his judgment-seat and died exclaiming “The God of Venantius is the true one! Destroy our gods!”

When the Governor found out, he ordered Venantius to be exposed to the lions, but the animals bowed down before him. Venantius instructed people in the Christian faith and was again imprisoned. On the following day, Porphyrius told the governor that he had had a vision in which he saw that those bathed with water by Venantius were brilliant with a splendid light, but that the governor was covered with a thick darkness. The governor ordered Porphyrius to be beheaded, and Venantius to be dragged, until evening, along places covered with thorns and thistles. Venantius was left there half dead but again presented himself to the governor who condemned him to be thrown from a rock. Venantius was miraculously preserved in his fall, and was once more dragged, for a mile, over rough places.

Seeing that the soldiers were tormented with thirst, Venantius made the sign of the cross, and water flowed from a rock, which was in a neighbouring dell. Many were moved by that miracle, to believe in Christ, and were all beheaded, together with Venantius, on that very spot, by the governor’s orders. Lightning and earthquakes followed the killings and a few days after taking flight, the governor met divine justice by a humiliating death. Christians gave honourable burial to the martyrs outside the city. In the fifth century a basilica was built in honour of Saint Venantius and a spring nearby was used by lepers and people with ulcers to cure themselves. Venantius replaced Saint Ansovinus as patron saint of Camerino.

Dom Prosper Gueranger:
Today’s martyr carries us back to the persecutions under the Roman Emperors. It was at Camerino, in Italy, that he bore his testimony to the true Faith. And the devotion with which he is honoured by the people of those parts... has occasioned his feast being kept throughout the Church. Let us, therefore, joyfully welcome this new champion who fought so bravely for our Emmanuel. Let us congratulate him upon his having the privilege of suffering martyrdom during the Paschal Season, all radiant as it is with the grand victory won by Life over Death.
The account given by the Liturgy upon Saint Venantius, is a tissue of miracles. The omnipotence of God seemed, on this and many other like occasions, to be resisting the cruelty of the executioners, in order to glorify the martyr. It served also as a means for converting the by-standers, who, on witnessing these almost lavish miracles, were frequently heard to exclaim that they too wished to be Christians, and embrace a religion which was not only honoured by the superhuman patience of its martyrs, but was so visibly protected and favoured by Heaven.
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Dear youthful Martyr, loved of the Angels, and aided by them in your combat, pray for us! Like yourself, we too are soldiers of the Risen Jesus, and must give testimony before the world to the divinity and the rights of our King. The world has not always in its hands those material instruments of torture, such as it made you feel, but it is always fearful in its power of seducing souls. It would rob us also of that New Life which Jesus has imparted to us and to all them that are His members. Holy martyr, protect us under these attacks! You had partaken, during the days of your last Easter, of the divine Flesh of the Paschal Lamb, and your courage in martyrdom redounded to the glory of this heavenly nourishment. We also have been guests at the same holy Table. We also have partaken of the Paschal Banquet. Like you, we have known our Lord in the breaking of bread (Luke xxiv. 35). Obtain for us the appreciation of the divine mystery of which we received the first-fruits at Bethlehem, and which has been gradually developed within our souls, as well as before our eyes, by the merits of the Passion and Resurrection of our Emmanuel. We are now, at this very time, preparing to receive the plenitude of the divine gift of the Incarnation. Pray for us, Holy Martyr, that our hearts may more than ever fervently welcome and faithfully preserve the rich treasures which are about to be offered us by the sublime mysteries of the Ascension and Pentecost.
Also on this day according to the ROMAN MARTYROLOGY:

In Egypt, St. Dioscorus, a lector, who was subjected by the governor to many various torments, such as the tearing off of his nails and the burning of his sides with torches, but a light from heaven having prostrated the executioners, the saint finally consummated his martyrdom by having red-hot metal applied to his body.

At Spoleto, St. Felix, a bishop, who obtained the palm of martyrdom under the emperor Maximian.

In Egypt, St. Potamon, bishop, a confessor under Maximian Galerius, and afterwards a martyr under the emperor Constantius and the Arian governor Philagrius.

At Ancyra in Galatia, the martyrs St. Theodotus, and the saintly virgins Thecusa, his aunt, Alexandra, Claudia, Faina, Euphrasia, Matrona and Julitta. They were at first taken to a place of debauchery, but the power of God having preserved them from evil, they had stones tied to their necks and were plunged into a lake. For gathering their remains and burying them honourably, Theodotus was arrested by the governor, and after being horribly lacerated, was put to the sword and thus received the crown of martyrdom.

At Upsalla in Sweden, St. Eric, king and martyr.

At Rome, St. Felix, confessor, of the Order of Friars Minor Capuchin, celebrated for his evangelical simplicity and charity. He was inscribed on the roll of saints by Pope Clement XI.

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

Thanks be to God.

18 MAY - MONDAY IN THE OCTAVE OF THE ASCENSION

Dom Prosper Gueranger:
The Kingship over men is not the only diadem given to our Emmanuel at His Ascension. The Apostle expressly tells us that He is, moreover, the Head of all Principality and Power (Colossians ii. 10). Noble indeed is man, but nobler far are the glorious Choirs of the Angelic Hierarchy. We have already seen that in the great trial by which God tested the love of His Angels, many rebelled and were cast into Hell. The rest, who were faithful, entered at once into the possession of their sovereign good and began, round the throne of God, their ceaseless hymns of adoration, love and thanksgiving. But a portion of their happiness was reserved till the fulfilment of one of God’s decrees. Laden as they are with the most magnificent gifts, they await another. It is to be the completion of their joy and glory. God revealed to them, at the first instant of their coming into existence, that He intended to create other beings, of a nature inferior to their own, and that of these beings, who were to be composed of body and soul, there should be one whom the Eternal Word would unite to Himself in unity of Person. It was also revealed to them that this human nature (for whose glory and for God’s, all things were made), was to be the FIRST-BORN “of every creature” (Colossians i. 15); that all Angels and men would have to bend their knee before Him; that after suffering countless humiliations on Earth, He would be exalted in Heaven; and, finally, that the time would be when the whole hierarchy of heaven, the Principalities and Powers, yes, even the Cherubim and Seraphim, would have Him placed over them as their King.
The Angels, then, as well as men, looked forward to the coming of Jesus. The Angels awaited Him as He that was to confer on them their final perfection, give them unity under Himself as their head, and bring them into closer union with God by the union of the Divine and created natures in His own Person. As to us men, we awaited Him as our Redeemer and our Mediator: as our Redeemer, because sin had closed Heaven against us and we needed one that would restore us to our inheritance; as our Mediator because it was the eternal decree of God to communicate His own glory to the human race, and this was to be by union with Himself. While, therefore, the just ones on earth who lived before the Incarnation were pleasing to God by their faith in this future Redeemer and Mediator, the Angels in heaven were offering to the Divine Majesty the homage of their proffered service of this Man-God, their future King, who, in virtue of the eternal decree, was ever present to “the Ancient of Days” (Daniel vii. 9).
At length, “the fullness of time came” (Galatians iv. 4), and God, as the Apostle expresses it, “brought into the world His first-begotten” (Hebrews i. 6), the prototype of creation. The first to adore the New-born King were not men, but the Angels, as the same Apostle assures us. The Royal Prophet had foretold that it would be so (Psalms xcvi. 7). And was it not just? These blessed Spirits had preceded us in their longings, not indeed of a Redeemer — for they had never sinned — but of a Mediator, who was to be the link of their closer union with infinite Beauty — the object of their eternal delight — in a word, the realization of the want there seemed to be even in Heaven, that is, of Jesus’ taking and filling up the place destined for Him.
Then was accomplished that act of adoration of the Man-God, which was demanded of the Angels at the first moment of their creation and which, according to its being complied with or refused, decided the eternal lot of those noble creatures. With what love did not the faithful Angels adore this Jesus, the Word made Flesh, when they beheld Him in His Mother’s arms at Bethlehem? With what transport of joy did they not announce to the shepherds, and to us through them, the Glad Tidings of the Birth of our common King. As long as He lived on this Earth and submitted to every humiliation and suffering in order to redeem us from sin and make us worthy to become His Members, the Blessed Spirits ceased not to contemplate and adore Him. The Ascension came and, from that day forward, it is on the throne prepared at the Father’s right hand that they behold and adore their Lord and King. At the solemn moment of Jesus’ Ascension, a strange joy was felt in each choir of the heavenly hierarchy, from the burning Seraphim to the Angels who are nearest to our own human nature. The actual possession of a good, whose very expectation had filled them with delight, produced an additional happiness in those already infinitely happy Spirits. They fixed their enraptured gaze on Jesus’ beauty, and were lost in astonishment at seeing how Flesh could so reflect the plenitude of grace that dwelt in that Human Nature as to outshine their own brightness. And now, by looking on this nature (which, though inferior to their own, is divinised by its union with the Eternal Word), they see into further depths of the uncreated Sea of Light. Their love is more burning, their zeal is more impetuous, their hymns are more angelic. For, as the Church says of them, the Angels and Archangels, the Powers and Dominations, the Cherubim and Seraphim, praise the majesty of the Father through His Son, Jesus Christ: per quem majestatem tuam laudant Angeli.
Add to this the joy these heavenly Spirits must have experienced at seeing the immense multitude that accompanied Jesus from Earth to Heaven. According to their respective merits, they were divided among the various choirs, and placed on thrones left vacant by the fallen angels. Their bodies are not yet united to their souls but, is not their flesh already glorified in that of Jesus? When the time fixed for the general Resurrection comes, the trumpet of the great Archangel will be heard (1 Thessalonians iv. 15), and then these happy souls will again put on their ancient vesture, the mortal made immortal. Then will the holy Angels, with fraternal enthusiasm, recognise in Adam’s features a likeness of Jesus, and in those of Eve a likeness of Mary, and the resemblance will even be greater than it was when our First Parents were innocent and happy in the Garden of Eden.
Come quickly, glorious day on which the bright mystery of the Ascension is to receive its final completion, and the two choirs of Angels and men are to be made one in love and praise under the one head, Christ Jesus!

Sunday, 17 May 2026

17 MAY – SAINT PASCHAL BAYLON (Confessor)


Paschal Baylon was born of poor and pious parents at Torre-Hermosa, a small town of the Diocese of Seguenza in Aragon, Spain. Even from his infancy he gave many signs of future sanctity. Being endowed with a good disposition and having a great love for the contemplation of heavenly things, he passed the years of boyhood and youth in tending flocks. He loved this kind of life more than any other because it seemed to him best for fostering humility and preserving innocence. He was temperate in his food and assiduous in prayer. He had such influence over his acquaintance and companions and was so dear to them, that he used to settle their disputes, correct their faults, instruct their ignorance, and keep them out of idleness. He was honoured and loved by them as their father and master and even then, was often called the Blessed Paschal. Thus did this flower of the valley bloom in the world — that desert and parched land. But once planted in the house of the Lord, he shed everywhere around him a wondrous odour of sanctity.

Having embraced the severest sort of life by entering the Order of the Discalced Friars Minor of strict observance, Paschal rejoiced as a giant to run his way. Devoting himself wholly to the service of his God, his one thought, both day and night, was how he could further imitate his Divine Master. His brethren, even they that were most advanced, soon began to look on him as a model of seraphic perfection. As for him, he put himself in the grade of the Lay-Brothers. Looking on himself as the off-scouring of all, he, with humility and patience, cheerfully took on himself the most tiring and menial work of the house which work he used to say belonged to him by a special right. He mortified and brought into subjection his flesh which, at times, would strive to rebel against the spirit. As to his spirit, by assiduous self-denial he maintained its fervour and daily stretched himself forward to the things that were more perfect. He had consecrated himself, from his earliest years, to the Blessed Virgin Mary. He honoured her as his Mother by daily devotions, and prayed to her with filial confidence.

His devotion to the most holy Sacrament of the Eucharist seemed to linger in his body even after his death, When laid in his coffin his eyes were seen to open and shut twice during the elevation of the sacred host. He publicly and openly professed before heretics his faith in the dogma of the Real Presence, and had much to suffer on that account. His life was frequently attempted, but by a special providence of God he was rescued from those who sought to kill him. Frequently, when at prayer he was in ecstasy and swooned away with the sweetness of love. On these occasions he was supposed to have received that heavenly wisdom by which, though uneducated and illiterate, he was able to give answers on the profoundest mysteries of Faith and write several books. Being rich in merit, he passed to Heaven at the hour which he had foretold: on the sixteenth of the Calends of June (May 17), on the Feast of Pentecost (the same on which he was born), being in his fifty-second year in 1592. These and other virtues having procured him a great reputation and being celebrated for miracles both before and after his death, he was beatified by Pope Paul V and canonised by Alexander VIII.

Dom Prosper Guéranger:
The Seraph of Assisi was sure to depute some of his children to pay their court to his Risen Master. The one he sends today is the humblest and most unknown of men. Another will follow, three days hence, powerful in word and work and holding a palm in his hands, as a most devoted preacher of the Gospel. Paschal BayIon was a simple peasant. He was a shepherd boy, and it was in tending his flock that he found the Lord Jesus. He had a great love for contemplation. Forests and fields spoke to him of their great Creator and, in order that he might be the more closely united with him, he resolved to seek him in the highest paths of perfection.
He was ambitious to imitate the humble, poor and suffering life of the Man-God. The Franciscan cloister offered him all this, and he flew to it. On that blessed soil he grew to be one of Heaven’s choicest plants, and the whole Earth has now heard the name of the humble Lay-Brother of a little convent in Spain. Holy Church brings him before us today, and shows him enraptured in the contemplation of his Jesus’ Resurrection. He had trod the path of humiliation and the cross. It was but just that he should share in his Master’s triumph. It was of him, and of such as he, that this Divine Saviour spoke, when He said: “Ye are they that have continued with me in my temptations; and I dispose to you, as my Father has disposed to me, a Kingdom; that ye may eat and drink at my table, in my Kingdom, and may sit upon thrones, judging the twelve tribes of Israel” (Luke, xxii. 28, 29, 30).
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Heaven opened to receive you, Paschal! Even when here below, the fervour of your contemplations often gave you a foretaste of the delights of eternal bliss. But now every veil is drawn aside and you are face-to-face with Him you so ardently desired to possess. You have no further need to unite yourself with Him by humiliation and suffering. What you enjoy, and what He, for all eternity, will have you to enjoy, is His own glory, His own happiness, His own triumph. Deign to cast an eye of pity on us who have not the eagerness you had to walk in our Redeemer’s footsteps and who, as yet, have but the hope of being united with Him for eternity. Get us courage. Get us that love which leads straight to Jesus, which surmounts every obstacle of flesh and blood and gives to man an admirable resemblance to his Divine Model. The pledge of this happy transformation has been given to us by our being permitted to partake of the Paschal Mystery. Oh that it might be perfected by our fidelity in keeping close to our Divine Conqueror and Lord! Though He leaves us some time further in this vale of tears, His eye is ever on us, He longs to see us persevere in our loyalty to Him. Yet a little while, and we will see Him! “Behold!” says he, “come quickly. Hold fast that which you have. Behold! I stand at the gate, and knock. If any man will hear my voice and open to me the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me” (Apocalypse iii. 11, 20). Thus will the Pasch of time be changed into the Pasch of eternity. Pray for us, O Paschal, that, like you, we may hold fast that which by the grace of our Risen Jesus we already possess.
Also on this day according to the ROMAN MARTYROLOGY:

At Pisa in Tuscany, the holy martyr Torpes who filled a high office in the court of Nero and was one of those of whom the blessed Apostle St. Paul wrote from Rome to the Philippians: “All the saints salute you, especially those that are of the house of Caesar.” For the faith of Christ, he was, by order of Satellicus, buffeted, cruelly scourged and delivered to the beasts to be devoured, but being uninjured, he at last terminated his martyrdom by decapitation on the twenty-ninth of April. His feast, however, is kept on this day on account of the translation of his body.

The same day, St. Restituta, virgin and martyr, who was subjected to various kinds of tortures in Africa by the judge Proculus in the reign of Valerian, and then put in a boat filled with pitch and tow, to be burnt to death on the sea. But the flame turned on those who had kindled it, and the saint yielded her spirit to God in prayer. Her body was, by divine Providence, carried in the boat to the island of Ischia near Naples, where it was received by Christians with great veneration. A church was afterwards erected in her honour in that city by Constantine the Great.

At Noyon, the holy martyrs Heradius, Paul, and Aquilinus, with two others.

At Chalcedon, the holy martyrs Solochanus and his companions, soldiers under the emperor Maximian.

At Alexandria, the holy martyrs Adrio, Victor and Basilla.

At Wurzburg, St. Bruno, bishop and confessor.

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

Thanks be to God.