Francis was born of noble parents, at Xavier, in the diocese of Pampelona, Spain, in. Having gone to Paris, he there became the companion and disciple of Saint Ignatius. Under such a master, he arrived at so high a contemplation of divine things as to be sometimes raised above the ground: which occasionally happened to him while saying Mass before crowds of people. He had merited these spiritual delights by his severe mortifications of the body, for he never allowed himself either flesh meat, or wine, or even wheaten bread, and ate only the coarsest food. He not infrequently abstained, for the space of two or three days, from every sort of nourishment. He scourged himself so severely with disciplines, to which were fastened pieces of iron, as to be frequently covered with blood. His sleep, which he took on the ground, was extremely short.
Such austerity and holiness of life had fitted him for the labours of an Apostle, so that when King John III of Portugal asked of Pope Paul III that some of the newly-founded Society of Jesus might be sent to the Indies, that Pontiff, by the advice of Saint Ignatius, selected Francis for so important a work, and gave him the powers of Apostolic Nuncio. Having reached those parts, he was found to be, on a sudden, divinely gifted with the knowledge of the exceedingly difficult and varied languages of the several countries. It sometimes even happened, that while he was preaching in one language to the people of several nations, each heard him speaking in their own tongue. He travelled over innumerable provinces, always on foot, and not infrequently bare footed. He carried the faith into Japan, and six other countries. He converted to Christ many hundred thousands in the Indies, and baptised several Princes and Kings.
And yet, though he was doing such great things for God, he was so humble, that he never wrote to Saint Ignatius, the then General of the Society, but on his knees. God blessed this zeal for the diffusion of the Gospel by many and extraordinary miracles. The Saint restored sight to a blind man. By the sign of the cross he changed sea-water into fresh, sufficient, for many days, for a crew of 500 men who were dying from thirst. This water was afterwards taken into several countries, and being given to sick people, they were instantly cured. He raised several dead men to life. One of these had been buried on the previous day, so that the corpse had to be taken out of the grave. Two others were being carried to the grave when the Saint took them by the hand and, raising them from the bier, restored them to their parents. Being continually gifted with the spirit of prophecy, he foretold many future events, or such as were happening in most distant parts.
At length, full of merit, and worn out by his labours, he died on the second day of December, in Sancian, an island off the coast of China. His corpse was twice buried in unslaked lime, but was found, after several months, to be incorrupt: blood flowed from it, and it exhaled a pleasing fragrance. When it was brought to Malacca, it instantly arrested a most raging pestilence. At length, fresh and extraordinary miracles being everywhere wrought through the intercession of the man of God, he was enrolled among the Saints by Pope Gregory XV.
Dom Prosper Guéranger:
The Apostles being the heralds of the Coming of the Messiah, it was fitting that Advent should have in its calendar the name of some one among them. Divine Providence has provided for this, for to say nothing of Saint Andrew whose feast is often past before the season of Advent has commenced, Saint Thomas’ day is unfailingly kept immediately before Christmas. We will explain later on why Saint Thomas holds that position rather than any other Apostle. At present we simply assert the fitness of there being at least one of the Apostolic College who should announce to us, in this period of the Catholic cycle, the Coming of the Redeemer. But God has not wished that the first Apostolate should be the only one to appear on the first page of the liturgical calendar. Great also, though in a lesser degree, is the glory of that second Apostolate by which the Spouse of Jesus Christ multiplies her children, even in her fruitful old age, as the Psalmist expresses it (Psalm cxi. 15). There are Gentiles who have still to be evangelised. The Coming of the Messiah is far from having been announced to all nations. Now, of all the valiant messengers of the divine Word who have, during the last few hundred years, proclaimed the good tidings among infidel nations, there is not one whose glory is greater, who has worked greater wonders, or who has shown himself a closer imitator of the first Apostles, than the modern Apostle of the Indies, Saint Francis Xavier.
Yes, the life and apostolate of this wonderful man were a great triumph for our Mother the holy Catholic Church, for Saint Francis came just at the period when heresy, encouraged by false learning, by political intrigues, by covetousness and by all the wicked passions of the human heart, seemed on the eve of victory. Emboldened by all these, this enemy of God spoke with the deepest contempt of that ancient Church which rested on the promises of Jesus Christ. It declared that she was unworthy of the confidence of men, and dared even to call her the harlot of Babylon, as though the vices of her children could taint the purity of the Mother. God’s time came at last, and He showed Himself in His power: the garden of the Church suddenly appeared rich in the most admirable fruits of sanctity. Heroes and heroines issued from that apparent barrenness, and while the pretended Reformers showed themselves to be the wickedest of men, two single countries — Italy and Spain — gave to the world the most magnificent Saints.
One of these is brought before us today, claiming our love and our praise. The Calendar of the Liturgical Year will present to us, from time to time, his contemporaries and his companions in divine grace and heroic sanctity. The sixteenth century is, therefore, worthy of comparison with any other age of the Church. The so-called Reformers of those times gave little proof of their desire to convert infidel countries, when their only zeal was to bury Christianity beneath the ruin of her churches. But at that very time, a society of Apostles was offering itself to the Roman Pontiff that he might send them to plant the true faith among people who were sitting in the thickest shades of death. But, we repeat, not one of these holy men so closely imitated the first Apostles as did Francis, the disciple of Ignatius. He had all the marks and labours of an Apostle: an immense world of people evangelised by his zeal, hundreds of thousands of infidels baptised by his indefatigable ministration, and miracles of every kind, which proved him, to the infidel, to be marked with the sign which they received who, living in the flesh, planted the Church, as the Church speaks in her Liturgy. So that in the sixteenth century the East received from the ever holy city of Rome an Apostle who, by his character and his works, resembled those earlier ones sent her by Jesus Himself. May our Lord Jesus be forever praised for having vindicated the honour of the Church, His Spouse, by raising up Francis Xavier and giving to men, in this His servant, a representation of what the first Apostles were, whom He sent to preach the Gospel when the whole world was pagan.
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Glorious Apostle of Jesus Christ who imparted His divine light to the nations that were sitting in the shadows of death! We, though unworthy of the name of Christians, address our prayers to you that, by the charity which led you to sacrifice everything for the conversion of souls, you would deign to prepare us for the visit of the Saviour whom our faith and our love desire. You were the father of infidel nations. Be the protector during this holy season of them that believe in Christ. Before your eyes had contemplated the Lord Jesus, you made Him known to countless people. Now that you see Him him face to face, obtain for us that when He is come, we may see Him with that simple and ardent faith of the Magi, those glorious first-fruits of the nations to which you bore the admirable light (1 Peter ii. 9).
Remember also, O great Apostle, those nations which you evangelised and where now, by a terrible judgement of God, the word of life has ceased to bring forth fruit. Pray for the vast empire of China on which you looked when dying, but which was not blessed with your preaching. Pray for Japan, your dear garden which has been laid waste by the savage wild beast, of which the Psalmist speaks. May the blood of the Martyrs which was poured out on that land like water, bring it the long expected fertility. Bless, too, all the Missions which our holy Mother the Church has undertaken in those lands where the Cross has not yet triumphed. May the heart of the infidel be opened to the grand simplicity and light of faith. May the seed bring forth fruit a hundred-fold. May the number of your successors in the new apostolate ever increase. May their zeal and charity fail not. May their toil receive its reward of abundant fruit, and may the crown of martyrdom which they receive be not only the recompense, but the perfection and the triumph of their apostolic ministry. Recommend to our Lord the innumerable members of that Association which is the means of the Faith being propagated through the world, and which has you for its Patron. Pray, with a filial affection and earnestness, for that holy Society of which you are so bright an ornament, and which reposes on you its firmest confidence. May it more and more flourish under the storm of trial which never leaves it in rest. May it be multiplied so that the children of God may be multiplied by its labours. May it ever have ready, for the service of the Christian world, zealous Apostles and Doctors. May it not be in vain that it bears the name of Jesus.
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Let us consider the wretched condition of the human race at the time of Christ’s coming into the world. The ancient traditions are gradually becoming extinct. The Creator is not acknowledged, even in the very work of His hands. Everything has been made God, except the God who made all things. This frightful Pantheism produces the vilest immorality, both in society at large, and in individuals. There are no rights acknowledged save that of might. Lust, avarice and theft are honoured by men in the gods of their altars. There is no such thing as Family, for divorce and infanticide are legalised. Mankind is degraded by a general system of slavery. Nations are being exterminated by endless wars. The human race is in the last extreme of misery, and unless the hand that created it reforms it, it must needs sink a prey to crime and bloodshed. There are indeed some few just men still left upon the Earth, and they struggle against the torrent of universal degradation. But they cannot save the world: the world despises them, and God will not accept their merits as a palliation of the hideous leprosy which covers the Earth. All flesh has corrupted its way and is more guilty than even in the days of the deluge. And yet a second destruction of the universe would but manifest anew the justice of God. It is time that a deluge of His divine mercy should flood the universe, and that He who made man, should come down and heal him. Come then, O eternal Son of God! Give life again to this dead body. Heal all its wounds. Purify it. Let grace superabound where sin before abounded, and having converted the world to your holy law, you will have proved to all ages that you who earnest, was in very truth the Word of the Father. For as none but a God could create the world, so none but the same omnipotent God could save it from Satan and sin, and restore it to justice and holiness.Also on this day according to the ROMAN MARTYROLOGY:
In Judea, the holy prophet Sophonias.
At Rome, the holy martyrs Claudius, tribune, and Hilaria, his wife, with Jason and Maurus, their sons, and seventy soldiers. By the command of the emperor Numerian, Claudius was fastened to a large stone and precipitated into the river. The soldiers and the sons of Claudius were condemned to capital punishment. But blessed Hilaria, after having buried the bodies of her sons, and while praying at their tomb, was arrested by pagans and shortly after departed for heaven.
At Tangier in Morocco, St. Cassian, martyr. After having been a recorder for a long time, at length, through the inspiration of heaven, he deemed it an execrable thing to contribute to the massacre of Christians, and therefore abandoned his office, and making profession of Christianity, deserved to obtain the triumph of martyrdom.
Also in Africa, the holy martyrs Claudius, Crispinus, Magina, John and Stephen.
In Hungary, St. Agricola, martyr.
At Nicomedia, the Saints Ambicus, Victor and Julius.
At Milan, St. Mirocles, bishop and confessor, sometimes mentioned by St. Ambrose.
In England, St. Birinus, first bishop of Dorchester.
At Coire in Switzerland, St. Lucius, king of the Britons, who as the first of those kings who received the faith of Christ in the time of Pope Eleutherius.
At Siena, in Tuscany, St. Galganus, hermit.
And in other places, many other holy martyrs, confessors and virgins.
Thanks be to God.
