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Today is the memorial of St. Jerome, translator of the Bible into its official Latin version (the Vulgate), brilliant scholar, monk, traveler, teacher, letter writer, and consultant to Popes and Bishops. He is one of the most important figures in the history of the Church.
St. Jerome was born in Dalmatia around 340-345 AD to a wealthy Christian family. At the age of 20, he was sent to study in Rome, where he became fluent in Latin and Greek and developed a love for the classical writers. Here he acquired many worldly ideas, made little effort to control his pleasure-loving instincts, and lost much of the piety that had been instilled in him at home. He traveled throughout western Europe with a friend but that ceased when he had a conversion experience in Trier and decided to become a monk. He joined a community in Aquileia in 370, where he met some who would become his close friends and others his enemies. When the community disbanded, he decided to go east and he lived for years in the the Syrian desert as a hermit. He studied Hebrew, which he hated, but used it as a distraction against sexual temptations. He was ordained a priest in Antioch and at the age of 40 went to Constantinople, where he met and befriended St. Gregory of Nazianzus (one of the four great Greek Doctors of the Church.)
St. Jerome became the secretary of Pope Damasus, who commissioned the Vulgate from him, which took him 30 years to write. His harsh temperament and his biting criticisms of his intellectual opponents made him many enemies in the Church and in Rome and he was forced to leave the city. Jerome went to Bethlehem, established a monastery, and lived the rest of his years in study, prayer, and asceticism. Jerome died at Bethlehem, September 30th, 420. Saint Jerome's remains are interred in the church of Saint Mary Major at Rome and his relics are in the Sistine chapel of Saint Mary Major in Rome.
Symbols: Cardinal's hat; lion; aged monk in desert; aged monk with Bible.
Quotes from St. Jerome:
“The Lord who is Truth and says, ‘I am the Truth,’ surrounds us with his truth like a shield to protect us against the stinging darts of the devil. Christ, who is Truth, holds up his shield that the shield of truth may vanquish falsehood and deceit.”
The measure of our advancement in the spiritual life should be taken from the progress we make in the virtue of mortification; for it should be held as certain that the greater violence we shall do ourselves in mortification, the greater advance we shall make in perfection.
I interpret as I should, following the command of Christ: "Search the Scriptures," and "Seek and you shall find." For if, as Paul says, Christ is the power of God and the wisdom of God, and if the man who does not know Scripture does not know the power and wisdom of God, then ignorance of Scriptures is ignorance of Christ.
Prayer of St. Jerome for Christ's Mercy
O Lord, show Your mercy to me and gladden my heart. I am like the man on the way to Jericho who was overtaken by robbers, wounded and left for dead. O Good Samaritan, come to my aid. I am like the sheep that went astray. O Good Shepherd, seek me out and bring me home in accord with Your will. Let me dwell in Your house all the days of my life and praise You for ever and ever with those who are there.
Fr. James Farfaglia This blog has nothing to do with the Diocese of Corpus Christi, Texas or Saint Helena of the True Cross of Jesus Catholic Church in Corpus Christi, Texas. This is my blog. If you think that I am upset, you are right. I am upset that doctors are killing babies, that priests and bishops are abusing kids, that a war is going on with no exit strategy,that radical Muslims are trying to destroy us, and that a Marxist is sitting in the White House. I am trying to do something about the mess. This is not a time for doom and gloom, nor is it a time for weakness. If you are a part of the solution you can reach me at fjficthus@gmail.com. View my complete profile
"... the greatest persecution of the Church does not come from external enemies, but is born of sin within the Church."
Government does not solve problems; it subsidizes them.
"The Catholic Church is like a thick steak, a glass of red wine, and a good cigar."
Thursday, September 16, 2010 The Mystery of Evil 12:05 AM | Posted by Fr. James Farfaglia | Edit Post A REFLECTION BY FATHER JAMES FARFAGLIA
"The kingdom of heaven may be compared to a man who sowed good seed in his field; but while men were sleeping, his enemy came and sowed weeds among the wheat, and went away. So when the plants came up and bore grain, then the weeds appeared also. And the servants of the householder came and said to him, `Sir, did you not sow good seed in your field? How then has it weeds?' He said to them, `An enemy has done this.' The servants said to him, `Then do you want us to go and gather them?' But he said, `No; lest in gathering the weeds you root up the wheat along with them. Let both grow together until the harvest; and at harvest time I will tell the reapers, Gather the weeds first and bind them in bundles to be burned, but gather the wheat into my barn’” (Matthew 13: 24 – 30).
Pope Paul VI and the future Pope John Paul II
Pope Paul VI often commented that this gospel passage had proven the most difficult for him to understand. Why does God allow the weeds and the wheat to grow together? Why does God allow evil to co-exist with good?
ReportTo the Sacred Heart of Jesus by St. Therese of Lisieux .by Karolyn Whitney Smith on Thursday, February 25, 2010 at 9:38am.1 At the holy sepulchre, Mary Magdalene, Searching for her Jesus, stooped down in tears. The angels wanted to console her sorrow, But nothing could calm her grief. Bright angels, it was not you Whom this fervent soul came looking for. She wanted to see the Lord of the Angels. To take him in her arms, to carry him far away. 2 Close by the tomb, the last one to stay, She had come well before dawn. Her God also came, veiling his light. Mary could not vanquish him in love! Showing her at first his Blessed Face, Soon just one word sprang from his Heart. Whispering the sweet name of: Mary, Jesus gave back her peace, her happiness. _____________________________________________
3 O my God, one day, like Mary Magdalene, I wanted to see you and come close to you. I looked down over the immense plain Where I saw the Master and King, And I cried, seeing the pure wave, The starry azure, the flower, and the bird: "Bright nature, if I do not see God, You are nothing to me but a vast tomb. 4 "I need a heart burning with tenderness, Who will be my support forever, Who loves everything in me, even my weakness... And who never leaves me day or night." I could find no creature Who could always love me and never die. I must have a God who takes on my nature And becomes my brother and is able to suffer! 5 You heard me, only Friend whom I love, To ravish my heart, you became man. You shed your Blood, what a supreme mystery!.... And you still live for me on the Altar. If I cannot see the brilliance of your Face Or hear your sweet voice, O my God, I can live by your grace. I can rest on your Sacred Heart! 6 O Heart of Jesus, treasure of tenderness, You Yourself are my happiness, my only hope. You who knew how to charm my tender youth, Stay near me till the last night. Lord, to you alone I've given my life, And all my desires are well known to you. It's in your ever infinite goodness That I want to lose myself, O Heart of Jesus! 7 Ah! I know well, all our righteousness Is worthless in your sight. To give value to my sacrifices, I want to cast them into your Divine Heart. You did not find your angels without blemish. In the midst of the lightning you gave your law!..... I hide myself in your Sacred Heart, Jesus. I do not fear, my virtue is You!.......... 8 To be able to gaze on your glory, I know we have to pass through fire. So I, for my purgatory, Choose your burning love, O heart of my God! On leaving this life, my exiled soul Would like to make an act of pure love, And then, flying away to Heaven, its Homeland, Enter straightaway into your Heart. St. Therese of the Child Jesus & the Holy Face
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The prayer to Saint Michael mentioned in the story titled, Incredible Miracle: U.S. Marine Saved by Saint Michael, seems to be this one:
Michael, Michael of the morning,
Fresh chord of Heaven adorning,
Keep me safe today,
And in time of temptation
Drive the devil away.
Amen.
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ReplyDelete*VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED*
'Saint Jerome and the Angel' by Simon Vouet, 1625
ReplyDeleteToday is the memorial of St. Jerome, translator of the Bible into its official Latin version (the Vulgate), brilliant scholar, monk, traveler, teacher, letter writer, and consultant to Popes and Bishops. He is one of the most important figures in the history of the Church.
St. Jerome was born in Dalmatia around 340-345 AD to a wealthy Christian family. At the age of 20, he was sent to study in Rome, where he became fluent in Latin and Greek and developed a love for the classical writers. Here he acquired many worldly ideas, made little effort to control his pleasure-loving instincts, and lost much of the piety that had been instilled in him at home. He traveled throughout western Europe with a friend but that ceased when he had a conversion experience in Trier and decided to become a monk. He joined a community in Aquileia in 370, where he met some who would become his close friends and others his enemies. When the community disbanded, he decided to go east and he lived for years in the the Syrian desert as a hermit. He studied Hebrew, which he hated, but used it as a distraction against sexual temptations. He was ordained a priest in Antioch and at the age of 40 went to Constantinople, where he met and befriended St. Gregory of Nazianzus (one of the four great Greek Doctors of the Church.)
St. Jerome became the secretary of Pope Damasus, who commissioned the Vulgate from him, which took him 30 years to write. His harsh temperament and his biting criticisms of his intellectual opponents made him many enemies in the Church and in Rome and he was forced to leave the city. Jerome went to Bethlehem, established a monastery, and lived the rest of his years in study, prayer, and asceticism. Jerome died at Bethlehem, September 30th, 420. Saint Jerome's remains are interred in the church of Saint Mary Major at Rome and his relics are in the Sistine chapel of Saint Mary Major in Rome.
Patron: Archeologists; archivists; Bible scholars; librarians; libraries; schoolchildren; students; translators.
Symbols: Cardinal's hat; lion; aged monk in desert; aged monk with Bible.
Quotes from St. Jerome:
“The Lord who is Truth and says, ‘I am the Truth,’ surrounds us with his truth like a shield to protect us against the stinging darts of the devil. Christ, who is Truth, holds up his shield that the shield of truth may vanquish falsehood and deceit.”
The measure of our advancement in the spiritual life should be taken from the progress we make in the virtue of mortification; for it should be held as certain that the greater violence we shall do ourselves in mortification, the greater advance we shall make in perfection.
I interpret as I should, following the command of Christ: "Search the Scriptures," and "Seek and you shall find." For if, as Paul says, Christ is the power of God and the wisdom of God, and if the man who does not know Scripture does not know the power and wisdom of God, then ignorance of Scriptures is ignorance of Christ.
Prayer of St. Jerome for Christ's Mercy
O Lord, show Your mercy to me and gladden my heart. I am like the man on the way to Jericho who was overtaken by robbers, wounded and left for dead. O Good Samaritan, come to my aid. I am like the sheep that went astray. O Good Shepherd, seek me out and bring me home in accord with Your will. Let me dwell in Your house all the days of my life and praise You for ever and ever with those who are there.
Fr. James Farfaglia
ReplyDeleteThis blog has nothing to do with the Diocese of Corpus Christi, Texas or Saint Helena of the True Cross of Jesus Catholic Church in Corpus Christi, Texas. This is my blog. If you think that I am upset, you are right. I am upset that doctors are killing babies, that priests and bishops are abusing kids, that a war is going on with no exit strategy,that radical Muslims are trying to destroy us, and that a Marxist is sitting in the White House. I am trying to do something about the mess. This is not a time for doom and gloom, nor is it a time for weakness. If you are a part of the solution you can reach me at fjficthus@gmail.com.
View my complete profile
"... the greatest persecution of the Church does not come from external enemies, but is born of sin within the Church."
Government does not solve problems;
it subsidizes them.
"The Catholic Church is like a thick steak, a glass of red wine, and a good cigar."
Thursday, September 16, 2010
The Mystery of Evil
12:05 AM | Posted by Fr. James Farfaglia | Edit Post
A REFLECTION BY FATHER JAMES FARFAGLIA
"The kingdom of heaven may be compared to a man who sowed good seed in his field; but while men were sleeping, his enemy came and sowed weeds among the wheat, and went away. So when the plants came up and bore grain, then the weeds appeared also. And the servants of the householder came and said to him, `Sir, did you not sow good seed in your field? How then has it weeds?' He said to them, `An enemy has done this.' The servants said to him, `Then do you want us to go and gather them?' But he said, `No; lest in gathering the weeds you root up the wheat along with them. Let both grow together until the harvest; and at harvest time I will tell the reapers, Gather the weeds first and bind them in bundles to be burned, but gather the wheat into my barn’” (Matthew 13: 24 – 30).
Pope Paul VI and the future Pope John Paul II
Pope Paul VI often commented that this gospel passage had proven the most difficult for him to understand. Why does God allow the weeds and the wheat to grow together? Why does God allow evil to co-exist with good?
ReportTo the Sacred Heart of Jesus by St. Therese of Lisieux
ReplyDelete.by Karolyn Whitney Smith on Thursday, February 25, 2010 at 9:38am.1 At the holy sepulchre, Mary Magdalene,
Searching for her Jesus, stooped down in tears.
The angels wanted to console her sorrow,
But nothing could calm her grief.
Bright angels, it was not you
Whom this fervent soul came looking for.
She wanted to see the Lord of the Angels.
To take him in her arms, to carry him far away.
2 Close by the tomb, the last one to stay,
She had come well before dawn.
Her God also came, veiling his light.
Mary could not vanquish him in love!
Showing her at first his Blessed Face,
Soon just one word sprang from his Heart.
Whispering the sweet name of: Mary,
Jesus gave back her peace, her happiness.
_____________________________________________
3 O my God, one day, like Mary Magdalene,
I wanted to see you and come close to you.
I looked down over the immense plain
Where I saw the Master and King,
And I cried, seeing the pure wave,
The starry azure, the flower, and the bird:
"Bright nature, if I do not see God,
You are nothing to me but a vast tomb.
4 "I need a heart burning with tenderness,
Who will be my support forever,
Who loves everything in me, even my weakness...
And who never leaves me day or night."
I could find no creature
Who could always love me and never die.
I must have a God who takes on my nature
And becomes my brother and is able to suffer!
5 You heard me, only Friend whom I love,
To ravish my heart, you became man.
You shed your Blood, what a supreme mystery!....
And you still live for me on the Altar.
If I cannot see the brilliance of your Face
Or hear your sweet voice,
O my God, I can live by your grace.
I can rest on your Sacred Heart!
6 O Heart of Jesus, treasure of tenderness,
You Yourself are my happiness, my only hope.
You who knew how to charm my tender youth,
Stay near me till the last night.
Lord, to you alone I've given my life,
And all my desires are well known to you.
It's in your ever infinite goodness
That I want to lose myself, O Heart of Jesus!
7 Ah! I know well, all our righteousness
Is worthless in your sight.
To give value to my sacrifices,
I want to cast them into your Divine Heart.
You did not find your angels without blemish.
In the midst of the lightning you gave your law!.....
I hide myself in your Sacred Heart, Jesus.
I do not fear, my virtue is You!..........
8 To be able to gaze on your glory,
I know we have to pass through fire.
So I, for my purgatory,
Choose your burning love, O heart of my God!
On leaving this life, my exiled soul
Would like to make an act of pure love,
And then, flying away to Heaven, its Homeland,
Enter straightaway into your Heart. St. Therese of the Child Jesus & the Holy Face