Fidelis was born at Sigmaringen, a town of Swabia. His parents were of a respectable family called Rey. He was remarkable, even when a child, for his extraordinary gifts both of nature and grace. Blessed with talent of a high order and trained to virtue by an excellent education, he received at Friburg the well merited honours of Doctor in Philosophy and in Civil and Canon Law, at the same time that, in the school of Christ, he strove to attain the height of perfection by the assiduous practice of all virtues. Being requested to accompany several noblemen in their travels through various countries of Europe, he lost no opportunity of encouraging them, both by word and example, to lead a life of Christian piety. In these travels, he moreover mortified the desires of the flesh by frequent austerities. And such was the mastery he gained over himself, that in the midst of all the trouble and excitement, he was never seen to lose his temper in the slightest degree. He was a strenuous upholder of law and justice, and, after his return to Germany he acquired considerable reputation as an advocate. But finding that this profession was replete with danger, he resolved to enter on the path that would best lead him to eternal salvation. Thus enlightened by the divine call, he shortly afterwards asked to be admitted into the Seraphic Order among the Capuchin Friars Minors. His pious wish being granted, he, from the very commencement of his Noviciate, showed how thoroughly he despised the world and himself. And when with spiritual joy, he had offered to God the vows of solemn profession, his regular observance was such as to make him the admiration and a model to all around him.
He devoted himself to prayer and to sacred studies, as also to preaching, for which he had a special grace, and by which he not only converted Catholics from a life of wickedness to one of virtue, but he also drew heretics to a knowledge of the truth. He was appointed superior in several convents of his Order and fulfilled his office with admirable prudence, justice, meekness, discretion and humility. His zeal for strict poverty was so great that he would allow nothing to be in the convent which was not absolutely necessary. He practised severe fasting, watching and disciplines, out of holy hatred against himself, whereas his love towards others was that of a mother for her children. A contagious fever having broken out among the Austrian soldiers causing frightful mortality, he devoted his whole energies to untiring acts of charity in favour of the sick, whose sufferings were extreme. So admirable was he, both in advice and action, in settling disputes and relieving everyone in trouble or trial, that he won for himself the name of the Father of his country. He was extremely devout to the Virgin Mother of God and a zealous promoter of the Rosary. He besought of God, through the intercession of this Blessed Mother firstly, and then through that of all the Saints, that he might be allowed to shed his blood and lay down his life for the Catholic faith.
This ardent desire was increased by the daily and devout celebration of the Holy Sacrifice. And, at length, by the wonderful providence of God, this valiant soldier of Christ was placed at the head of the missions recently established among the Grisons by the Congregation of the Propagation of the Faith. Fidelis undertook this arduous task with a ready and cheerful heart, and laboured in it with such earnestness that he converted many heretics to the true Faith and inspired the hope that the whole of that people would be reconciled to the Church and to Christ. He had the gift of prophecy and frequently predicted the calamities that were to befall the Grisons, as also his own death by the hands of the heretics. Being fully aware of the plot laid against him, he prepared himself for the combat, and on the twenty-fourth day of April in 1622, he repaired to the church of a place called Sevis. To there had the heretics, on the previous day, invited him to come and preach, pretending that they wished to be converted. While he was preaching, he was interrupted by their clamours. They rushed on him, cruelly struck and wounded him even to death. He suffered it with courage and joy, thus consecrating by his blood the first-fruits of the martyrs of the Congregation of the Propagation of the Faith. His name was rendered illustrious by many miracles, especially at Coire and Weltkirchen, where his relics are kept and honoured with exceeding great veneration of the people.
Dom Prosper Guéranger:
Our Risen Lord would have around Him a bright phalanx of Martyrs. Its privileged members belong to the different centuries of the Church’s existence. Its ranks open today to give welcome to a brave combatant who won his palm, not in a contest with paganism — as those did whose feasts we have thus far kept — but in defending his mother, the Church, against her own rebellious children. They were heretics that slew this day’s Martyr, and the century that was honoured with his triumph was the seventeenth. Fidelis was worthy of his beautiful name. Neither difficulty nor menace could make him fail in his duty. During his whole life he had but the glory and service of his divine Lord in view. And when the time came for him to face the fatal danger, he did so calmly but fearlessly, as behoved a disciple of that Jesus who went forth to meet his enemies. Honour, then, be today to the brave son of Saint Francis! Truly is he worthy of his seraphic Patriarch who confronted the Saracens and was a Martyr in desire!
Protestantism was established and rooted by the shedding of torrents of blood. And yet Protestants count it as a great crime that, here and there, the children of the true Church made an armed resistance against them. The heresy of the sixteenth century was the cruel and untiring persecutor of men, whose only crime was their adhesion to the old Faith — the Faith that had civilised the world. The so-called Reformation proclaimed liberty in matters of religion and massacred Catholics who exercised this liberty and prayed and believed as their ancestors bad done for long ages before Luther and Calvin were born. A Catholic who gives heretics credit for sincerity when they talk about religious toleration proves that he knows nothing of either the past or the present. There is a fatal instinct in error which leads it to hate the Truth. And the True Church, by its unchangeableness, is a perpetual reproach to them that refuse to be her children. Heresy starts with an attempt to annihilate them that remain faithful. When it has grown tired of open persecution, it vents its spleen in insults and calumnies. And when these do not produce the desired effect, hypocrisy comes in with its assurances of friendly forbearance. The history of Protestant Europe, during the last [five] centuries, confirms these statements. It also justifies us in honouring those courageous servants of God who, during that same period, have died for the ancient Faith.
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How truly could you, O Fidelis, say with the Apostle: “I have finished my course!” (2 Timothy iv. 7). Yes, your death was even more beautiful than your life, holy as that was. How admirable the calmness with which you received death! How grand the joy with which you welcomed the blows of your enemies — yours, because they were those of the Church! Your dying prayer, like Stephen’s, was for them, for the Catholic, while he hates heresy, must love the heretics who put him to death. Pray, O holy Martyr, for the children of the Church. Obtain for them an appreciation of the value of Faith, and of the favour of God bestowed on them when He made them members of the true Church. May they be on their guard against the many false doctrines which are now current through the world. May they not be shaken by the scandals which abound in this our age of effeminacy and pride. It is Faith that is to bring us to our Risen Jesus, and He urges us to it by the words He addressed to Thomas: “Blessed are they that have not seen, and have believed” (John xx. 29). Of this number we wish to be, and therefore is it that we cling to the Church, the sovereign mistress of Faith. We wish to believe her, and not Human Reason, which has neither the power to fathom the Word of God, nor the right to sit in judgement over it. Jesus has willed that this holy Faith should come down to us bearing on itself the strengthening testimony of the martyrs, and each age has had its martyrs. Glory to you, Fidelis, who won your palm by combating the errors of the pretended Reformation! Take a martyr’s revenge and pray without ceasing to our Jesus that He would bring all heretics back to the Faith and to union with the Church. They are our brethren by Baptism. Pray for them that they may return to the Fold, and that we may one day celebrate with them the true Paschal Banquet in which the Lamb of God gives Himself to be our food, not figuratively, as in the Old Law, but really and truly, as becomes the New Covenant.Also on this day according to the ROMAN MARTYROLOGY:
At Rome, St. Sabas, a military officer, who bravely confessed Christ before the judge when he was accused of visiting the Christians in prison. For this he was burned with torches and thrown into a cauldron of boiling pitch out of which he came uninjured. Seventy men were converted to Christ at the sight of this miracle, and as they all remained unshaken in the confession of the faith, they were put to the sword. Sabas, however, terminated his martyrdom by being cast into the river.
At Lyons, in France, during the persecution of Verus, the birthday of St. Alexander, martyr. After being imprisoned, he was so lacerated by the cruelty of those who scourged him that his ribs and the interior of his body were exposed to view. Then he was fastened to the gibbet of the cross, on which he yielded up his blessed soul. Thirty four others who suffered with him are commemorated on other days.
The same day, during the persecution of Diocletian, the holy martyrs Eusebius, Neon, Leontius, Longinus and four others, were slain with the sword after enduring great torments.
In England, the demise of St. Mellitus, bishop. Being sent there by St. Gregory, he converted to the faith the East Saxons and their king.
At Elvira in Spain, St. Gregory, bishop and confessor.
At Brescia, St. Honorius, bishop.
In Ireland, St. Egbert, priest and monk, a man of admirable humility and continence.
At Rheims, the holy virgins Bona and Doda.
And in other places, many other holy martyrs, confessors and virgins.
Thanks be to God.
