St. Robert Southwell


St. Robert Southwell

Feast date: Feb 21

Saint Robert Southwell, SJ (c. 1561 – February 21 1595,) an English Roman Catholic Jesuit priest, is one of the 40 martyrs of England & Wales murdered during the English anti-Catholic Reformation.

Robert was born in Norfolk, the youngest of eight children in a well-to-do family with Catholic sympathies in the midts of the anti-Catholic sentiment started by the Anglican reformation.

In 1576, he was sent to France to study with the Jesuits at the English college at Douai. After completing his education, he requested to join the Society of Jesus, but was rejected because he was too young and the Jesuit seminary was temporarily closed because of the growing confrontations between French and Spanish forces.

But in a show of his conviction, in 1578, set off on foot to Rome to make his case for becoming a Jesuit.

After being admitted to the probation house of Sant’ Andrea on 17 October 1578, and after the completion of the novitiate, Southwell began studies in philosophy and theology at the Jesuit College in Rome, and was ordained in 1584.That same year, Queen Elizabeth had passed an edict establishing the death penalty for any British Catholic priest or religious who joined a religious order abroad to remain in England longer than forty days.

Two years later, Southwell requested to be sent back to England as a clandestine Jesuit missionary with Henry Garnet.

Southwell preached and ministered successfully for six years, publishing Catholic catechism and writing spiritual poetry that would make him one of the most important Barroque English poets.

But the Queen’s cheif priest-hunter, Richard Topcliffe, pressured a young Catholic woman he had raped to betray Southwell. Once captured, he was initially jailed in Topcliffe’s personal prison and tortured 13 different times, trying to get him to name Catholic families involved in the clandestine Catholic mission. Fr. Robert did not betray a single name.

Transferred to the infamous Tower of London, Southwell endured cold and solitude for two and a half years, reading the Bible, the works of St. Bernard and praying the Breviary. During that time he also wrote the most important portion of his poetry.

In 1595, Southwell was finally put on trial accused of treason. During the trial, he admitted being a Jesuit to minister to Catholics, but strongly denied ever being involved in “designs or plots against the queen or kingdom.”

After the predictable guilty verdict, he was sentenced to be hanged, drawn and quartered.

On 21 February 1595, in Tyburn, the Jesuit was allowed to address the crowd about his mission as a Catholic priest, then pronounced the words of Psalm 30 prayed in Complines: in manus tuas commendabo spiritum meum (Into your hands i commend my spirit) and made the sign of the cross.

After he was hanged and his severed head presented to the crowd, the traditional shout of “traitor” was replaced by utter silence.

Soon after his martyrdom, his body of poetry started to circulate in manuscripts among Catholics, and later in 1595 his “St Peter’s Complaint” and other poems were printed. By 1636, 14 editions had been printed, and other collections of poems, including “Mary Magdalen’s Funeral Tears” and Maeoniae.

Southwell was canonized in 1970 as one of the Forty Martyrs of England and Wales.

Many critics believe that the poem that expresses the best of his dramatic message to his fellow persecuted Catholics in England is “Life is But Losse,” which he wrote in prison:

By force I live, in will I wish to dye;
In playnte I passe the length of lingring dayes;
Free would my soule from mortall body flye,
And tredd the track of death’s desyred waies:
Life is but losse where death is deemed gaine,
And loathed pleasures breed displeasinge payne.

…..

Come, cruell death, why lingrest thou so longe?
What doth withould thy dynte from fatall stroke?
Nowe prest I am, alas! thou dost me wronge,
To lett me live, more anger to provoke:
Thy right is had when thou hast stopt my breathe,
Why shouldst thoue stay to worke my dooble deathe?

…..

Avaunt, O viper! I thy spite defye:
There is a God that overrules thy force,
Who can thy weapons to His will applie,
And shorten or prolonge our brittle course.
I on His mercy, not thy might, relye;
To Him I live, for Him I hope to die.

Daily Prayer for February 21

Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her to make her holy, cleansing her by the washing with water through the word, and to present her to himself as a radiant church, without stain or wrinkle or any other blemish, but holy and blameless. Ephesians 5:25-27, NIV

Lord our God, remember us even though we are only a few. Protect us from all evil, from all inner harm, which threatens us every day. Let your hand be over us so that at last a great power may stream out from your church into all the world, bringing the fulfillment of your promises. We thank you for all your goodness. Watch over us, we pray. Keep us in the right spirit and purpose, and help us resist all that is wrong and harmful. Grant that we serve you and not the world. Protect us this day and every day. Amen.

 

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Thursday of the Sixth Week in Ordinary Time

Reading 1 Genesis 9:1-13

God blessed Noah and his sons and said to them:
“Be fertile and multiply and fill the earth.
Dread fear of you shall come upon all the animals of the earth
and all the birds of the air,
upon all the creatures that move about on the ground
and all the fishes of the sea;
into your power they are delivered.
Every creature that is alive shall be yours to eat;
I give them all to you as I did the green plants.
Only flesh with its lifeblood still in it you shall not eat.
For your own lifeblood, too, I will demand an accounting:
from every animal I will demand it,
and from one man in regard to his fellow man   
I will demand an accounting for human life.

If anyone sheds the blood of man,
by man shall his blood be shed;
For in the image of God
has man been made.

Be fertile, then, and multiply;
abound on earth and subdue it.”

God said to Noah and to his sons with him:
“See, I am now establishing my covenant with you
and your descendants after you
and with every living creature that was with you:
all the birds, and the various tame and wild animals
that were with you and came out of the ark.
I will establish my covenant with you,
that never again shall all bodily creatures be destroyed
by the waters of a flood;
there shall not be another flood to devastate the earth.”
God added:
“This is the sign that I am giving for all ages to come,
of the covenant between me and you
and every living creature with you:
I set my bow in the clouds to serve as a sign
of the covenant between me and the earth.”

Responsorial Psalm Psalm 102:16-18, 19-21, 29 and 22-23

R. (20b)  From heaven the Lord looks down on the earth.
 The nations shall revere your name, O LORD,
and all the kings of the earth your glory,
When the LORD has rebuilt Zion
and appeared in his glory;
When he has regarded the prayer of the destitute,
and not despised their prayer.
R. From heaven the Lord looks down on the earth.
Let this be written for the generation to come,
and let his future creatures praise the LORD:
“The LORD looked down from his holy height,
from heaven he beheld the earth,
To hear the groaning of the prisoners,
to release those doomed to die.”
R. From heaven the Lord looks down on the earth.
The children of your servants shall abide,
and their posterity shall continue in your presence,
That the name of the LORD may be declared in Zion,
and his praise, in Jerusalem,
When the peoples gather together,
and the kingdoms, to serve the LORD.
R. From heaven the Lord looks down on the earth.

Alleluia See John 6:63c, 68c John 6:63c, 68c

R. Alleluia, alleluia.
Your words, Lord, are Spirit and life;
you have the words of everlasting life.
R. Alleluia, alleluia.

Gospel Mark 8:27-33

Jesus and his disciples set out
for the villages of Caesarea Philippi.
Along the way he asked his disciples,
“Who do people say that I am?”
They said in reply,
“John the Baptist, others Elijah,
still others one of the prophets.”
And he asked them,
“But who do you say that I am?”
Peter said to him in reply,
“You are the Christ.”
 
Then he warned them not to tell anyone about him.

He began to teach them
that the Son of Man must suffer greatly
and be rejected by the elders, the chief priests, and the scribes,
and be killed, and rise after three days.
He spoke this openly.
Then Peter took him aside and began to rebuke him.
At this he turned around and, looking at his disciples,
rebuked Peter and said, “Get behind me, Satan.
You are thinking not as God does, but as human beings do.” 

 

 

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This Little Light of Mine / Esta lucecita mía

My husband has an interesting fascination with lighthouses. As an amateur photographer, he is always on the lookout for unique shots and locations. While away on a work trip recently, he visited 3 different lighthouses in a single weekend. As he shared the pictures he took with us, it occurred to me that a lighthouse is the perfect image to go along with today’s Gospel.

Peter, through his openness and cooperation with the Holy Spirit, confesses his belief in who Jesus truly is. Jesus is the Christ, the Messiah, the Lord. In the other Synoptic Gospels we hear Jesus say that God has revealed this truth to Peter. But then, as quickly as the light shone in Peter’s eyes, it was gone when he rebuked Jesus for speaking about His coming Passion and Death.

Like a lighthouse, Peter’s confession shone with clarity for the apostles and for us today. Then, in his humanness, that light got stifled by fear, doubt, and confusion. But the light of faith never extinguished, even if it was unseen.

What you have to understand about lighthouses prior to electricity is that the light never went out. It was shielded from view by a large, revolving panel that would block the light for set intervals before revealing it again to the ships at sea. Around and around the panel would go, allowing the light to shine and then blocking it from view once more.

This is Peter, this is us. We are filled with the light of Christ, the light of faith. At our baptism, we each receive the Light of Christ from the Paschal Candle. This light may be shielded or even stifled at times through our human brokenness and tendency toward sin. However, that light does not go out. Through the sacraments, through service, through our community and relationships, through prayer and worship, we can extend those periods of light. 

We can show others the way to Christ by the light we have within us. Hopefully, the moments that the light is shielded will continue to diminish as we journey with God. We, along with the saints in heaven and St. Peter himself, can sing that sweet childhood song with firmness of faith, “This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine!”

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Mi esposo tiene una fascinación interesante por los faros. Como fotógrafo aficionado, siempre está buscando tomas y lugares únicos. Hace poco, durante un viaje de trabajo, visitó tres faros diferentes en un solo fin de semana. Mientras compartía con nosotros las fotos que tomó, se me ocurrió que un faro es la imagen perfecta para acompañar el Evangelio de hoy.

Pedro, a través de su apertura y cooperación con el Espíritu Santo, confiesa su creencia en la identidad verdadera de Jesús. Jesús es el Cristo, el Mesías, el Señor. En los otros evangelios sinópticos escuchamos a Jesús decir que Dios le ha revelado esta verdad a Pedro. Pero luego, tan pronto como la luz brilló en los ojos de Pedro, se fue cuando reprendió a Jesús por hablar sobre su Pasión y Muerte venidero.

Como un faro, la confesión de Pedro brilló con claridad para los apóstoles y para nosotros hoy. Luego, en su humanidad, esa luz se vio sofocada por el miedo, la duda y la confusión. Pero la luz de la fe nunca se extinguió por completo, aunque por momentos no se viera.

Lo que hay que entender acerca de los faros antes del descubrimiento de la electricidad es que la luz nunca se apagaba. Estaba oculta a la vista por un gran panel giratorio que bloqueaba la luz durante intervalos determinados antes de revelarla de nuevo a los barcos en el mar. El panel giraba una y otra vez, permitiendo que la luz brillara y luego volviéndola a bloquear de la vista una vez más.

Así es Pedro, así somos nosotros. Estamos llenos de la luz de Cristo, la luz de la fe. En nuestro bautismo, cada uno de nosotros recibe la Luz de Cristo del Cirio Pascual. Esta luz puede estar oculta o incluso sofocada a veces por nuestra fragilidad humana y nuestra tendencia al pecado. Sin embargo, esa luz no se apaga. A través de los sacramentos, a través del servicio, a través de nuestra comunidad y relaciones, a través de la oración y la adoración, podemos extender esos períodos de luz.

Podemos mostrar a otros el camino a Cristo por la luz que tenemos dentro de nosotros. Poco a poco, los momentos cuando la luz está oculta seguirán disminuyendo a medida que caminamos con Dios. Nosotros, junto con los santos del cielo y el mismo San Pedro, podemos cantar con firmeza de fe esa dulce canción infantil: “¡Esta lucecita mía, voy a dejarla brillar!”

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Kate Taliaferro is an Air Force wife and mother. She is blessed to be able to homeschool, bake bread and fold endless piles of laundry. When not planning a school day, writing a blog post or cooking pasta, Kate can be found curled up with a book or working with some kind of fiber craft. Kate blogs at DailyGraces.net.

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Sts. Francisco and Jacinta Marto


Sts. Francisco and Jacinta Marto

Feast date: Feb 20

Francisco, 11, and Jacinta, 10, are the youngest non-martyrs to be canonized in the history of the Church. The brother and sister, who tended to their families’ sheep with their cousin Lucia Santo in the fields of Fatima, Portugal, witnessed the apparitions of Mary, now commonly known as Our Lady of Fatima.

During the first apparition, which took place May 13, 1917, Our Lady asked the three children to say the Rosary and to make sacrifices, offering them for the conversion of sinners. The children did, praying often, giving their lunch to beggars and going without food themselves. They offered up their daily crosses and even refrained from drinking water on hot days.

In October 1918, Francisco and Jacinta became seriously ill with the Spanish flu. Our Lady appeared to them and said she would to take them to heaven soon.

Bed-ridden, Francisco requested his first Communion. The following day, Francisco died, April 14, 1919. Jacinta suffered a long illness as well. She was eventually transferred to a Lisbon hospital and operated for an abscess in her chest, but her health did not improve. She died Feb. 20, 1920.

Pope John Paul II beatified Francisco and Jacinta May 13, 2000, on the 83rd anniversary of the first apparition of Our Lady at Fatima.

Pope Francis on May 13, 2017 officially declared Francisco and Jacinta Marto saints of the Catholic Church in front of hundreds of thousands of pilgrims at Fatima, Portugal – teaching us that even young children can become saints.

Daily Prayer for February 20

My son, do not despise the Lord’s discipline and do not resent his rebuke, because the Lord disciplines those he loves, as a father the son he delights in. Proverbs 3:11-12, NIV

Lord our God, we thank you that in spite of all the evil, we may look toward the good and toward a change for the better. For your love, your Spirit of love, can be with us. In spite of all that has gone wrong, we can change. Through genuine faith we can become worthy in your sight. Everything can turn to the good. The nations can become glad, rejoicing in life because you are working among them to help them change. Amen.

 

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Trusting to Let Go / Abandonarnos a la voluntad de Dios

I was at a low point of my life, when I realized I wasn’t going to be able to make the team for soccer in college. I felt like I lost my identity. I felt as if I had wasted all the years I spent trying to build myself to be fast, to be the best I could be physically and mentally. I felt like I lost who I was. It was almost as if I was blind, trying to find my way through something I never had to experience before. It was hard not to blame God. I wondered why this was happening to me. Why wasn’t I able to reach what I thought was my dream?

In adoration on a Friday morning, I was praying and asking God why I wasn’t able to play. I kept coming back to the word “trust”. I realized that maybe I wasn’t supposed to play soccer. I had to let go of something that, for years, I had focused solely on, accepting the future isn’t possible without God. My own personal goal was blinding me to the fact that God wanted me to be able to get through college with a more open schedule. Looking back, my grades definitely appreciated the extra time to study.

Today’s Gospel really puts into perspective how trusting in God allows Him to work miracles in our lives. Just like the blind man, we are sinners who are sometimes blind to the will of God. Let us ask God for the grace to let go of our own personal wishes and trust that He will heal us and give us a plan that is good to Him.

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Estaba en un punto bajo de mi vida, cuando me di cuenta de que no iba a poder entrar al equipo de fútbol de la universidad. Sentí que había perdido mi identidad. Sentí que había desperdiciado todos los años que pasé tratando de desarrollarme para ser rápido, para ser lo mejor que podía ser física y mentalmente. Sentí que había perdido quién era. Era casi como si estuviera ciego, tratando de encontrar mi camino a través de algo que nunca antes había tenido que experimentar. Era difícil no culpar a Dios. Me preguntaba por qué me estaba pasando esto. ¿Por qué no podía alcanzar lo que creía que era mi sueño?

En adoración un viernes por la mañana, estaba orando y preguntándole a Dios por qué no podía jugar. Seguía volviendo a la palabra “confiar”. Me di cuenta de que tal vez no era su plan que jugara al fútbol. Tenía que soltar algo en lo que, durante años, me había centrado únicamente, aceptando que el futuro no es posible sin Dios. Mi objetivo personal me estaba cegando ante el hecho de que Dios quería que pudiera terminar la universidad con un horario más libre. Mirando hacia atrás, mis calificaciones definitivamente agradecieron el tiempo adicional para estudiar.

El Evangelio de hoy realmente pone en perspectiva cómo confiar en Dios le permite obrar milagros en nuestras vidas. Al igual que el hombre ciego, somos pecadores que a veces somos ciegos a la voluntad de Dios. Pidamos a Dios la gracia de dejar de lado nuestros propios deseos personales y confiar en que Él nos sanará y nos dará un plan que sea bueno para Él.

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Ben Hooper is originally from Maryland, having been adopted from Korea and growing up in the Catholic faith. He went to Franciscan University to dive deeper into his faith and eventually graduated with a degree in Business Management. He loves musical theater, sports, spending time with his fiancé Lily and their dog Kolbe.

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Wednesday of the Sixth Week in Ordinary Time

Reading 1 Genesis 8:6-13, 20-22

At the end of forty days Noah opened the hatch he had made in the ark,
and he sent out a raven,
to see if the waters had lessened on the earth.
It flew back and forth until the waters dried off from the earth.
Then he sent out a dove,
to see if the waters had lessened on the earth.
But the dove could find no place to alight and perch,
and it returned to him in the ark,
for there was water all over the earth.
Putting out his hand, he caught the dove
and drew it back to him inside the ark.
He waited seven days more and again sent the dove out from the ark.
In the evening the dove came back to him,
and there in its bill was a plucked-off olive leaf!
So Noah knew that the waters had lessened on the earth.
He waited still another seven days
and then released the dove once more;
and this time it did not come back.

In the six hundred and first year of Noah’s life,
in the first month, on the first day of the month,
the water began to dry up on the earth.
Noah then removed the covering of the ark
and saw that the surface of the ground was drying up.

Noah built an altar to the LORD,
and choosing from every clean animal and every clean bird,
he offered burnt offerings on the altar.
When the LORD smelled the sweet odor, he said to himself:
“Never again will I doom the earth because of man
since the desires of man’s heart are evil from the start;
nor will I ever again strike down all living beings, as I have done.
As long as the earth lasts,
seedtime and harvest,
cold and heat,
Summer and winter,
and day and night
shall not cease.”

Responsorial Psalm Psalm 116:12-13, 14-15, 18-19

R.  (17a)  To you, Lord, I will offer a sacrifice of praise.
or:
R. Alleluia.
 How shall I make a return to the LORD
for all the good he has done for me?
The cup of salvation I will take up,
and I will call upon the name of the LORD.
R. To you, Lord, I will offer a sacrifice of praise.
or:
R. Alleluia.
My vows to the LORD I will pay
in the presence of all his people.
Precious in the eyes of the LORD
is the death of his faithful ones.
R. To you, Lord, I will offer a sacrifice of praise.
or:
R. Alleluia.
My vows to the LORD I will pay
in the presence of all his people,
In the courts of the house of the LORD,
in your midst, O Jerusalem.
R. To you, Lord, I will offer a sacrifice of praise.
or:
R. Alleluia.

Alleluia  Ephesians 1:17-18

R. Alleluia, alleluia.
May the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ
enlighten the eyes of our hearts,
that we may know what is the hope
that belongs to his call.
R. Alleluia, alleluia.

Gospel Mark 8:22-26

When Jesus and his disciples arrived at Bethsaida,
people brought to him a blind man and begged Jesus to touch him.
He took the blind man by the hand and led him outside the village.
Putting spittle on his eyes he laid his hands on the man and asked,
“Do you see anything?”
Looking up the man replied, “I see people looking like trees and walking.”
Then he laid hands on the man’s eyes a second time and he saw clearly;
his sight was restored and he could see everything distinctly.
Then he sent him home and said, “Do not even go into the village.”

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Lectionary for Mass for Use in the Dioceses of the United States, second typical edition, Copyright © 2001, 1998, 1997, 1986, 1970 Confraternity of Christian Doctrine; Psalm refrain © 1968, 1981, 1997, International Committee on English in the Liturgy, Inc. All rights reserved. Neither this work nor any part of it may be reproduced, distributed, performed or displayed in any medium, including electronic or digital, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

St. Conrad of Piacenza


St. Conrad of Piacenza

Feast date: Feb 19

Conrad was born into a noble family in northern Italy. He married the daughter of a nobleman, Euphrosyne.

One day, while he was hunting, Conrad ordered his attendants to make a fire. The wind carried the flames, which set fire to nearby fields, forests, towns and villages. Upon seeing this, Conrad ran away in fear.

Because he ran, an innocent man was convicted for spreading the fire and was condemned to death as punishment.

Upon hearing of this, Conrad stepped forth to accept the blame, saving the innocent man’s life. He paid for the damaged property and he and his wife gave everything they owned to the poor in recompense.

Conrad then left to join a group of Franciscan hermits, and his wife joined the Poor Clares.

Word eventually spread of Conrad’s holiness, piety and gift of healing.

When many visitors began to destroy his life of silence and solitude, he moved to Sicily where he lived and prayed as a hermit for 36 years.

Legends say that when the Bishop of Syracuse visited him, the bishop asked Conrad if he had any food to offer guests. Conrad went to his cell and returned with newly made cakes, which the bishop accepted as a miracle.

Conrad visited the bishop later to make a general confession to him. As he arrived, Conrad was surrounded by fluttering birds.

Conrad died kneeling before a crucifix.

Daily Prayer for February 19

Thus we have come to know and believe the love which God has for us. God is love; he who dwells in love is dwelling in God, and God in him. 1 John 4:16, NEB

Lord our God, we come to you as poor, heavily burdened people who often do not know where to turn. But we have trust in you, for you are love. Your love penetrates deep into our lives, righting what is wrong and making amends for our blundering. And so we are joyful and await your grace and your help on all our ways. Bless us, and help us find what is right in every situation, to your praise and your honor. Amen.

 

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