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      From: hildegard8@excite.com              February 25th - Sts. Victorinus and Companions, Martyrs              Died February 25, 284. Victorinus, Victor, Nicephorus, Claudian, Dioscorus,       Serapion and Papias were Corinthian who were exiled to Egypt after       confessing       their faith before the Proconsul Tertius. They were martyred at Diospolis in       the       Thebaid during the reign of Decius (Numerian?), under the governor Sabinus,       for       their Christian faith.              After various tortures, Victorinus was thrown into a great mortar (according       to       the Greeks, of marble.) Then the executioners began by pounding his feet and       legs, saying to him at every stroke: "Spare yourself, wretch. It depends       upon       you to escape this death, if you will only renounce your new God." The       prefect       grew furious at his constancy, and at length commanded his head to be beat       to       pieces. The sight of the atrocities committed against Victorinus heightened       the       fervor of his fellows, rather than tempering it as the governor had       intended.              When the tyrant threatened Victor with the same death as Victorinus, he only       desired him to hasten the execution; and, pointing to the mortar, said: "In       that       is salvation and true felicity prepared for me!" He was immediately cast       into it       and beaten to death. Nicephorus, the third martyr, was impatient of delay,       and       leaped of his own accord into the bloody mortar. The judge, enraged at his       boldness, commanded not one, but many executioners at once to pound him in       the       same manner. He caused Claudian, the fourth, to be chopped in pieces, and       his       bleeding joints to be thrown at the feet of those that were yet living. He       expired after his feet, hands, arms, legs, and thighs were cut off.              At one point in the proceedings, after Victorinus, Victor, Nicephorus, and       Claudian had already been executed, the governor tried to reason with the       remaining prisoners to abjure their faith. "We would rather ask you to       inflict       on us any still more excruciating torment than you can devise," they replied       in       unison. "We will never violate the fidelity we owe our God or deny Jesus       Christ       our Savior, for He is our God from whom we have our being and to whom alone       we       aspire."              The enraged tyrant commanded Diodorus to be burned alive, Serapion to be       beheaded, and Papias to be drowned. These martyrs are named in the Roman and       other western martyrologies on February 25; however, the Greek Menaea, and       the       Menology of the emperor Basil Porphyrogenitus honor them on January 21, the       day       of their confession at Corinth (Benedictines, Encyclopedia, Husenbeth).                     <><><><>       Whoever humbleth himself shall be exalted. -Lk. 14:11              "In my opinion, we shall never acquire true humility unless we raise our       eyes to       behold God. Looking upon His greatness, the soul sees better her own       littleness;       beholding His purity, she is the more aware of her own uncleanness;       considering       His patience, she feels how far she is from being patient; in fine, turning       her       glance upon the divine perfections, she discovers in herself so many       imperfections that she would gladly close her eyes to them"       -St. Teresa               This was, in truth, one of the principal fountains from which St.       Vincent       de Paul drew that humble opinion which he had of himself, as well as his       great       desire for humiliations. That is to say, he derived them from the profound       knowledge which he had of the infinite perfections of God, and of the       extreme       weakness and misery of creatures; so that he thought it a manifest injustice       not       to humiliate himself always and in all things. In a conference one day with       his       priests, he spoke thus: "In truth, if each of us will give his attention to       knowing himself well before God, he will find it to be the most just and       reasonable thing to despise and humble himself. For, if we seriously       consider       the natural and continual inclination we have to evil, our natural       incapacity       for good, and the experience we all have had that even when we think we have       succeeded well in something and that our plans are wise, the matter often       turns       out quite different from our anticipations, and God permits us to be       considered       wanting in judgment; and that, finally, in all we think, say, or do, both in       substance and circumstances, we are always filled and encompassed with       motives       for humiliation and confusion-how shall we not consider ourselves worthy to       be       repulsed and despised in reflecting upon such things, and in seeing       ourselves so       far from the holiness and sublime perfections of God, and from the marvelous       operations of His grace, and from the life of Christ our Lord?"              (Taken from the book "A Year with the Saints". February - Humility)                     <><><><>       Dies Irę, dies illa       That Day Of Wrath, that dreadful day              Day of wrath! O day of mourning!       See fulfilled the prophets' warning,       Heaven and earth in ashes burning!              Oh what fear man's bosom rendeth,       when from heaven the Judge descendeth,       on whose sentence all dependeth.              Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth;       through earth's sepulchers it ringeth;       all before the throne it bringeth.              Death is struck, and nature quaking,       all creation is awaking,       to its Judge an answer making.              Lo! the book, exactly worded,       wherein all hath been recorded:       thence shall judgment be awarded.              When the Judge his seat attaineth,       and each hidden deed arraigneth,       nothing unavenged remaineth.              What shall I, frail man, be pleading?       Who for me be interceding,       when the just are mercy needing?              King of Majesty tremendous,       who dost free salvation send us,       Fount of pity, then befriend us!              Think, good Jesus, my salvation       cost thy wondrous Incarnation;       leave me not to reprobation!              Faint and weary, thou hast sought me,       on the cross of suffering bought me.       shall such grace be vainly brought me?              Righteous Judge! for sin's pollution       grant thy gift of absolution,       ere the day of retribution.              Guilty, now I pour my moaning,       all my shame with anguish owning;       spare, O God, thy suppliant groaning!              Thou the sinful woman savedst;       thou the dying thief forgavest;       and to me a hope vouchsafest.              Worthless are my prayers and sighing,       yet, good Lord, in grace complying,       rescue me from fires undying!              With thy favored sheep O place me;       nor among the goats abase me;       but to thy right hand upraise me.              While the wicked are confounded,       doomed to flames of woe unbounded       call me with thy saints surrounded.              Low I kneel, with heart submission,       see, like ashes, my contrition;       help me in my last condition.              Ah! that day of tears and mourning!       From the dust of earth returning       man for judgment must prepare him;       Spare, O God, in mercy spare him!              Lord, all pitying, Jesus blest,       grant them thine eternal rest. Amen.              Words: Thomas of Celano, 13th cent.;       trans. William J. Irons, 1849              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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