• God Makes Me Good

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    God Makes Me Good

    "Before any good merits of mine, the mercy of God came to me. Even
    though he had found no good in me, he himself made me good.
    It is God who justifies those who turn to him and admonishes those
    who are still far away that they be converted."
    --St. Augustine--Commentary on Psalm 58 (2), 2

    Prayer: Lord, our Mediator, God above us, human for our sake, I
    acknowledge your mercy. In your love for us you chose to be greatly
    troubled. Now you can much console the members of your body who by
    their weakness are compelled to be troubled and to keep them from
    perishing in despair.
    --St. Augustine--Sermon on John 52, 2

    June 15th - Alice of Schaerbeek, O.Cist.
    (or Adelaide or Aleydis)

    The life of St. Aleydis (Alice) is so simple and charming that it
    might have come from the pen of a devout writer of fiction.
    Nonetheless, hers is a real story, recorded probably by her spiritual

    Alice of Schaerbeek, O.Cist. (or Adelaide or Aleydis) (Dutch: Sint
    Aleydis, French: Sainte Alix), (1204–1250) was a Cistercian laysister
    who is venerated as the patron saint of the blind and paralyzed

    Born in Schaerbeck, a suburb of Brussels, Belgium, Aleydis was a frail
    child but had a winning personality. When she was (at her own
    request, it seems) she was sent to be boarded and raised by the
    Cistercian nuns of a vicinity convent named “Camera Sanctae Marie” (“Chamber of St. Mary”). Although the monastery is long since gone,
    its name is still preserved in the lovely park southeast of Brussels
    called “Bois de la Chambre” (“Chamber Woods”).

    From the day she went there, the convent became her permanent home.
    The sisters educated her not only intellectually, but spiritually, and
    she proved a good student in both aspects. In due time, she asked to
    be admitted to the Cistercians. The quiet seclusion of the monastery
    was well suited to her naturally shy, retiring disposition. Yet her
    very humility motivated her to serve the needs of her sisters in every
    way possible. They, in turn, admired her piety, and treasured the
    memory of the small miracles attributed to her. One of these was the re-lighting of a candle. Once a lighted candle fell to the ground and
    went out. Through her prayerful intervention, it is said, the candle spontaneously relit itself.

    Leprosy was fairly widespread in medieval Europe. Unfortunately,
    Sister Aleydis contracted this hideous disease while still young. To
    the grief of the rest of the nuns she had to be isolated from the
    community. Medieval science had not yet discovered that leprosy was
    caused by the communicable germ mycobacillus leprae: but experience
    had long since proved it to be contagious, and prescribed quarantine
    to prevent its spread.

    Aleydis, herself, even welcomed segregation in that it enabled her to
    plunge with still less interruption into her favorite subject of
    contemplation, the sufferings of Jesus. Where it hurt most, however,
    was that hygiene forbade her to receive from the chalice (still a
    general practice, in that time) when she went to Holy Communion.

    Our Lord himself, we are told, consoled her by stating that one who communicated in the consecrated bread alone still received the blood
    as well as the body of Jesus, for “Where there is part, there also is
    the whole.”

    On June 11, 1249, Sister Alice became very ill indeed, and was
    anointed. It was soon revealed to her that she had 12 months more on

    Her sufferings increased during those last months. She became blind,
    perhaps as a result of the ravages of leprosy. But she lost no
    opportunity to offer her additional sufferings for the souls in
    purgatory. Despite her pains, she was comforted by still more
    ecstasies and revelations. On June 10, 1250, she was again anointed,
    and in the dawn of St. Bamabas’ Day, as predicted, she went to her

    Today, Holy Communion under both forms is again available, but Jesus’
    answer to St. Aleydis is still valid: when we receive the Host alone
    we receive sacramentally the whole Christ, body and blood. Today,
    also, the offering of prayers and sacrifices for the poor souls seems
    to have declined. St. Alice’s prayers and sacrifices for them were nevertheless perfectly in keeping with the doctrine of sharing that
    the Church has always taught, between the faithful on earth, in heaven
    and in purgatory, that “waiting room” of heaven. Vatican II spoke once again of this “living communion that exists between us and our
    brothers who are in the glory of heaven or who are yet being purified
    after their death. (“Lumen Gentium.” 51). We call this bond the
    Communion of Saints.

    By decree of July 1, 1702 Pope Clement XI granted to the monks of the Congregation of St. Bernard Fuliensi the faculty to celebrate the
    cultus of Alice. Devotion to Alice as a saint was approved in 1907 by
    Pope Pius X.
    –Father Bob

    Saint Quote:
    "[The devil] dreads fasting, prayer, humility, and good works: He is
    not able even to stop my mouth who speak against him. The illusions of
    the devil soon vanish, especially if a man arms himself with the Sign
    of the Cross. The devils tremble at the Sign of the Cross of our Lord,
    by which He triumphed over and disarmed them."
    --Saint Antony Abbot.

    Bible Quote:
    Let nothing be done through contention, neither by vain glory: but in
    humility, let each esteem others better than themselves: (Philippians

    Supplication to Our Lady
    to obtain the Favour of her Patronage till Death.

    The more exalted she is, the greater her clemency
    and sweetness towards penitent sinners."--St. Gregory.

    Sweet Mother! turn those gentle eyes
    Of pity down on me;
    Oh! hear thy suppliant's tearful cries,
    My humble prayer do not despise,
    Star of the pathless sea!

    In dark temptation's dreary hour,
    To thee, bright Queen, we flee;
    Oh! then exert a mother's power,
    When storms are rough and tempests lower;
    Star of the raging sea!

    Through all my joys and cares, sweet Maid,
    May I still look on thee,
    Who bore the Price our ransom paid,
    And ne'er the suppliant's cry hath stayed;
    Star of the azure sea!

    And when my last expiring sigh,
    My soul from earth shall free,
    Do thou, bright Queen of Saints, stand by,
    And bear it up to God on high,
    Star of the boundless sea! June 2014

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