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   Rich to All   
   Never weary in prayer.   
   19 Jun 23 01:06:59   
   
   From: richarra@gmail.com   
      
   Never weary in prayer.   
      
   Never weary in prayer. When one day you see how unexpectedly your   
   prayer has been answered, then you will deeply regret that you have   
   prayed so little. Prayer changes things for you. Practice praying   
   until your trust in God has become strong. And then pray on, because   
   it has become so much a habit that you need it daily. Keep praying   
   until prayer seems to become communion with God. That is the note on   
   which true times of prayer should end. I pray that I may form the   
   habit of daily prayer. I pray that I may find the strength I need, as   
   a result of this communion.   
   --From Twenty-Four Hours a Day   
      
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   19 June – St Juliana Falconieri OSM   
      
    Virgin and Foundress of the Religious Sisters of the Order of   
   Servites, Mystic, apostle of charity – born in 1270 at Florence, Italy   
   and died on 12 June 1341 at Florence, Italy of natural causes.   
      
    Patronages – sick people, sickness. Her relics lie at the church of   
   San Annunziata in Florence which was built by her father.   
      
   Juliana Falconieri was born in answer to prayer, in 1270. Her father   
   built the splendid church of the Annunziata in Florence, while her   
   uncle, Blessed Alexius, became one of the founders of the Servite   
   Order. Under his care Juliana grew up, as he said, more like an angel   
   than a human being. Such was her modesty that she never used a mirror   
   or gazed upon the face of a man during her whole life. The mere   
   mention of sin made her shudder and tremble and once hearing a scandal   
   related she fell into a dead swoon.   
      
   Her devotion to the sorrows of Our Lady drew her to the Servants of   
   Mary and, at the age of 14, she refused an offer of marriage and   
   received the habit from St Philip Benizi de Damaini (1233-1285)   
   himself, one of the seven holy founders.   
      
   Her sanctity attracted many novices, for whose direction she was   
   bidden to draw up a rule and thus with reluctance she became foundress   
   of the “Mantellate”.  The Servites’ dress consisted of a black gown,   
   secured by a leather girdle and a white veil. Because the gown had   
   short sleeves to facilitate work, people called the sisters of the new   
   Order “Mantellate.” The sisters devoted themselves especially to the   
   care of the sick and other works of mercy.She was with her children as   
   their servant rather than their mistress, while outside her convent   
   she led a life of apostolic charity, converting sinners, reconciling   
   enemies and healing the sick by sucking with her own lips their   
   ulcerous sores.   
      
   She was sometimes rapt for whole days in ecstasy and her prayers saved   
   the Servite Order when it was in danger of being suppressed. She was   
   visited in her last hour by angels in the form of white doves and   
   Jesus Himself, as a beautiful child, crowned her with a garland of   
   flowers. She wasted away through a stomach disease, which prevented   
   her taking food. She bore her silent agony with constant cheerfulness,   
   grieving only for the privation of Holy Communion.   
      
   At last, when, in her seventieth year, she had sunk to the point of   
   death, she begged to be allowed once more to see and adore the Blessed   
   Sacrament.  It was brought to her cell, and reverently laid on a   
   corporal, which was placed over her heart. At this moment she expired   
   and the Sacred Host disappeared. After her death the form of the Host   
   was found stamped upon her heart in the exact spot over which the   
   Blessed Sacrament had been laid.  Immediately after her death she was   
   honoured as a saint.   
      
   The Servite Order was approved by Pope Martin V in the year 1420. Pope   
   Benedict XIII recognised the devotion long paid to her and granted the   
   Servites permission to celebrate the feast of the Blessed Juliana.   
   Pope Clement XII Canonised her in the year 1737 and extended the   
   celebration of her feast day to the entire Church. Juliana is usually   
   represented in the habit of her Order with a host upon her breast.   
      
   https://anastpaul.com/2019/06/19/   
      
      
   Saint Quote :   
   We must begin with a strong and constant resolution to give ourselves   
   wholly to God, professing to Him, in a tender, loving manner, from the   
   bottom of our hearts, that we intend to be His without any reserve,   
   and then we must often go back and renew this same resolution.   
   --St. Francis de Sales   
      
   Bible Quote   
   To Abraham were the promises made and to his seed. He saith not, And   
   to his seeds, as of many: but as of one, And to thy seed, which is   
   Christ.  (Galatians 3:16)   
      
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   Oh, how good and delightful it is to dwell in the Heart of Jesus!   
   Thy Heart, O good Jesus, is a precious treasure, a precious pearl   
   which we have found by digging the field of Thy Body.   
      
   Who will cast aside this pearl? Nay, rather I will give all I have,   
   I will exchange all my thoughts and desires and purchase it.   
      
   I will cast all my care on the Heart of the Lord Jesus and He will   
   provide for me without fail. I will adore in this temple,   
   this Holy of Holies, this Ark of the Testament, and I will praise the name   
   of the Lord, saying with David, "I have found my heart that I may pray   
   to my God. And I have found the heart of my King, my Brother, my Friend,   
   the benign Jesus, and why shall I not adore?" Assuredly I shall pray.   
      
   For His Heart is mine. I will say it boldly, for Christ is my Head,   
   is not what belongs to my Head mine? Therefore as the eyes of my corporal   
   head are truly my eyes, so is my spiritual heart my heart.   
      
   Therefore, it is well with me: truly I have but one Heart with Jesus   
   and what wonder that there should be but one heart with the multitude   
   of believers.   
   --Saint Jean Eudes   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)   

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