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   When are you to 'bless the Lord?'   
      
   "When are you to 'bless the Lord?' When he showers blessings on you?   
   When earthly goods are plentiful? When you have a plethora of grain,   
   oil, wine, gold, silver...--while your mortal body remains healthy,   
   uninjured and free from disease; while everything that is born on your   
   estate is growing well, and nothing is snatched away by untimely   
   death; while every kind of happiness floods your home and you have all   
   you want in profusion? Is it only then that you are to bless the Lord?   
   No, but 'at all times.' So you are to bless him equally when from time   
   to time, or because the Lord God wishes to discipline you, these good   
   things let you down or are taken from you, when there are fewer births   
   or the already-born slip away. These things happen, and their   
   consequence is poverty, need, hardship, disappointment and temptation.   
   But you sang, 'I will bless the Lord at all times; his praise shall be   
   in my mouth always,' so when the Lord gives you these good things,   
   bless him, and when he takes them away, bless him. He it is who gives,   
   and he it is who takes away, but he does not take himself away from   
   anyone who blesses him.   
   --St. Augustine--(excerpt from EXPOSITIONS OF THE PSALMS 34.3   
      
      
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   April 19th - St. Gerold   
   (also known as Geroldus of Einsiedeln)   
   † 978   
      
   The little village of Sankt-Gerold near Mitternach in the Wallgau   
   continues to draw numbers of pilgrims to venerate the tomb of the   
   tenth-century hermit who, with his two sons, lies buried in the   
   church. Various legends have grown up about him but a few details of   
   his life seem to be well established. Gerold came of the Rhetian   
   family of the counts of Sax, and he was a middle-aged man when he   
   decided to retire from the world to live as a recluse. For years he   
   occupied a hermitage which he had erected in the forest, on a plot of   
   ground given him by his friend and neighbour Count Otto.   
      
   His own land he had bestowed upon the Benedictine abbey of Einsiedeln,   
   in which his sons Cuno and Ulric were monks, the gift having been   
   sealed by the placing of a basketful of the soil upon our Lady’s   
   altar. After the death of Gerold, his Sons obtained permission to   
   occupy their father’s cell and to watch over his tomb. In later years,   
   when the forest was cleared, the abbots of Einsiedeln, several of whom   
   were members of the hermit’s family, established a church upon the   
   spot. The building was desecrated and reduced to ruin at the   
   Reformation, but in 1663 Abbot Placid of Einsiedeln enshrined the   
   saint’s body in a new church beside the relics of Cuno and Ulric.   
      
   There is no ancient biography, but an account has been pieced together   
   from various sources in the Acta Sanctorum, April, vol. ii; and see   
   Ringholz, Geschichte von Einsiedeln, vol. i.   
      
      
   Saint Quote:   
   Understanding, knowledge, and wisdom must increase and powerfully grow   
   in one and in all, both in each individual man and in the Church,   
   during the passage of time and of the ages, but grow solely within its   
   own species, that is to say, within the same dogma, in the same sense,   
   and in the same meaning [in eodem dogmate, eodem sensu, eademque   
   sententia].   
   --St. Vincent of Lerins   
      
   Bible Quote:   
   “You are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a consecrated nation, a   
   people set apart to sing the praises of God, Who called you out of   
   darkness into his wonderful light. Once you were not a people at all   
   and now you are the people of God: once you were outside the mercy and   
   now you have been given mercy.” [1 Peter 2:9-10]   
      
      
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   You are the King of All   
      
   We pray to You, O Lord,   
   who are the supreme Truth,   
   and all truth is from You.   
   We beseech You, O Lord,   
   who are the highest Wisdom,   
   and all the wise depend on You   
   for their wisdom.   
   You are the supreme Joy,   
   and all who are happy owe it to You.   
   You are the Light of minds,   
   and all receive their understanding from You.   
   We love, we love You above all.   
   We seek You, we follow You,   
   and we are ready to serve You.   
   We desire to dwell under Your power   
   for You are the King of all.   
   Amen.   
   --St Albert the Great (1200-1280) Universal Doctor   
      
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    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)