From: richarra@gmail.com   
      
   October 31st - St. Foillan   
      
   Foillan was an Irish monk who lived in the seventh century. His two brothers   
   have also been declared saints. They were some of the many zealous Irish   
   apostles. They left their homeland to help other countries that had fewer   
   priests than Ireland. Sts. Foillan, Fursey and Ultan went to England first.   
   They established a monastery in Burgh Castle. From this spot, they did   
   missionary work among the East Angles. When invaders of the land robbed the   
   monastery of everything it had, Sts. Foillan and Ultan decided to preach the   
   Gospel in France. Their other brother, St. Fursey, had already worked as a   
   missionary and had died there.   
      
   King Clovis II welcomed the two holy missionaries as he had welcomed their   
   brother before them. Foillan was given land by Blessed Itta and her   
   daughter. St. Gertrude asked him to preach to the nuns of the convent over   
   which she was abbess. He did so, and had great influence on them. He also   
   did missionary work among the people. In fact, St. Foillan is a   
   well-remembered Irish saint in Europe.   
   One day, after celebrating Mass for St. Gertrude and her nuns, Father   
   Follian set out on a journey with three companions. They were going to see   
   his brother Ultan, who was preaching in another area. While passing through   
   a forest, they were attacked by a band of robbers and killed. Their bodies   
   were not found for about two and a half months. Then St. Gertrude had St.   
   Foillan buried with honor in the abbey he had started.   
      
   On this day, we can recall in our prayers all people who have been the   
   victims of violence throughout the world.   
      
      
   Saint Quote:   
   The air which we breathe, the bread which we eat, the heart which throbs in   
   our bosoms, are not more necessary for man that he may live as a human   
   being, than is prayer for the Christian that he may live as a Christian.   
   --St. John Eudes   
      
   Bible Quote:   
   Give in to God: resist the devil, and he will run away from you. The nearer   
   you go to God, the nearer he will come to you. Humble yourselves before the   
   Lord and he will lift you up.  (James 4:7-8,10 )   
      
      
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   TOMORROW MY BRIDEGROOM   
      
   They try to tell me Jesus,   
   That You were never here;   
   I listened to them sadly,   
   And know You will appear.   
   But when that day of judgement comes in with fleeting time,   
   I'll nod and face them gladly.   
   For Heaven will be mine.   
   I ask them just to listen,   
   To hearken as I say,   
   That Jesus loves His children,   
   And wants us to all pray.   
   I haven't anything to show,   
   My heart was always true;   
   I only try to save your soul   
   In everything I do.   
   I cast my eyes to Heaven,   
   To guide me on my way;   
   The Cross I bear grows heavy   
   Every passing day.   
   I know You're there beside me;   
   I feel Your presence near.   
   I wait and pray that some day,   
   To me You will appear.   
   I'll walk up through the garden, With roses in my hand,   
   And put my left hand out   
   To show you there's a band.   
   I've waited endless years   
   To see a dream come true;   
   I've loved and prayed,   
   And followed my heart   
   Until it led to You.   
      
      
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   Indulgenced Prayers   
      
   Ye angels, archangels, thrones and dominions, ye   
   principalities and powers, ye virtues of heaven, ye cherubim   
   and seraphim, bless ye the Lord forever.   
      
   Bless the Lord, all ye His angels, ye strong in power, who   
   perform His word.   
   Bless the Lord, all ye his virtues, ye ministers of His, who do His will.   
      
   St. Michael the Archangel, defend us in the battle, that we   
   may not be lost in the tremendous judgment.   
      
   St. Michael, first defender of the Kingship of Christ, pray for us.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)