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True greatness, rather than razzle and dazzle, strives to conquer hearts.

Two thousand years ago, our God was born in a stable and laid in a manger. And for two thousand years, He hides Himself under the appearance of bread and wine so He can be near us. This is the awesome mystery of the Eucharist before which kings and multitudes have gladly bowed.

 

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If you enter Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris today, and make your way to the altar, awestruck by the building’s gothic grandeur, you come upon a little red light flickering in the half gloom. The crimson lamp denotes Our Lord’s Eucharistic Presence –The Lord is in.

And you can kneel or sit there and talk to Him, heart to heart.

A couple of centuries ago, on this same altar, a man of small stature but mighty ambition snatched a golden crown from a Pope’s hands and crowned himself emperor of the French. His name was Napoleon Bonaparte.

Napoleon went on to win many wars, enjoyed roaring triumphs, wore gold and ermine, and made Europe tremble.

Yet when asked which had been the happiest day of his life, he answered: 

“The day of my First Holy Communion”.

Napoleon exiled on the island of St HelenThough he turned away from the Faith of his childhood, he never forgot how it felt to receive God Himself, into his then innocent heart.

Many years later, near the end of his life, Napoleon was exiled to an island with all earthly glory stripped away.

Let us hope that the fond rememberance of his First Holy Communion served him well at his last hour.

Today in Notre Dame Cathedral, whose walls witnessed the apex of Napoleon’s earthly splendor, the little red flame flickers still…

 


 By P. Sanders

 

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DAILY QUOTE for May 21, 2019

We must pray without ceasing, in every occurrence and employ...

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May 21

 

We must pray without ceasing,
in every occurrence and employment of our lives – that prayer
which is rather a habit of lifting up the heart to God
as in a constant communication with Him.

St. Elizabeth Ann Seton


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St. Christopher Magallanes and Companions

 Fr. Christopher was arrested on his way to say Mass, impri...

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St. Christopher Magallanes and Companions

Christopher Magallanes was born in 1869 in the province of Guadalajara, Mexico, of devout parents who were poor farmers. As a youth, he worked as a shepherd, but felt called to be a shepherd of souls. He entered the seminary at nineteen and was ordained at the age of thirty.

He worked as a parish priest in his hometown of Totatiche for two decades, and there also opened a carpentry business to help provide jobs for the local men.

When, in the first decades of the twentieth century, the atheistic Mexican government launched a merciless persecution of the Catholic Church, a new constitution banned the training of priests. In 1915, Fr. Christopher opened his own small seminary in Totatiche where he soon had a dozen students.

Consequently accused of trying to incite rebellion, Fr. Christopher was arrested on his way to say Mass, imprisoned and condemned to be shot without trial.  His few possessions he gave away to his jailer and he was executed on May 21, 1927 with another twenty-one priests and three lay Catholics. His last words were, “I die innocent, and ask God that my blood may serve to unite my Mexican brethren.” He was canonized by Pope John Paul II on May 21, 2000.

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Fatima custodians often meet people who know little or nothi...

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Visiting a Muslim Family

Fatima custodians often meet people who know little or nothing about the Catholic faith.  A few years ago I had such an experience in Florida. 

Upon arrival at the home, an elderly grandmother with a group of young children and teens met me at the door. The group was sullen as I brought in the statue, set up the projector and began the introduction.  Unknown to me, I was speaking to a Muslim family.

At a certain point, one of the teens vehemently objected to the phrase “Mother of God” and accused me of blasphemy since Jesus was not God. Quickly the visit became an interesting defense of the Catholic faith. After answering several more objections to the best of my ability, my Islamic hosts allowed me to explain the Rosary, with an attentive audience, I proceeded to pray alone.

After reciting the Rosary, the attendants and I listened to the hostess, who explained why she had assembled the family for the visit.

Several weeks ago, she was hospitalized for a serious illness. She felt alone and abandoned until one day a stranger walked in with a bouquet of flowers, placed it by the bedside and stayed to listen to all of her concerns. The stranger returned repeatedly to renew her flowers, fix her pillows and talk to her. Then the Muslim mother questioned the stranger’s motives, explaining that her own family wasn’t visiting her. The stranger replied that she was a Catholic and Catholics are encouraged to visit the sick.

Requesting more information about the Catholic faith, the mother was told that it was against hospital policy to discuss religion and therefore she would have to search for information on her own.

Upon her release from the hospital, my hostess entered a nearby Catholic church and encountered an America Needs Fatima flier about Our Lady of Fatima. She called the number and set up a home visit to which she then invited her family.

I may never know what has happened to the family, but I regularly pray that their interest in Catholicism has brought them into the folds of the Catholic Church. Of one thing I am certain: Our Lady will never abandon those who invite her into their homes.

By Michael Chad Shibler

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Fatima custodians often meet people who know little or nothing about the Catholic faith.  A few years ago I had such an experience in Florida

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