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   Waldtraud to All   
   An Angel says   
   15 May 09 12:11:33   
   
   From: richarra@gmail.com   
      
   An Angel says, 'Never borrow from the future. If you worry about what may   
   happen tomorrow and it doesn't happen, you have worried in vain. Even if it   
   does happen, you have to worry twice.'   
      
      
   May 15th - Saint Isidore of Madrid, Mystic   
    (d. 1170)   
      
   Saint Isidore the Farmer, a perennially popular Saint in Spain, was born   
   near   
   Madrid of very poor but very Christian parents, who early inspired in him   
   love   
   for God and horror of sin. His education was accomplished entirely by the   
   Holy   
   Spirit who taught him, without books, the science of salvation.   
      
   He married a wife rich in virtue, Maria Torribia, and God blessed them with   
   a   
   son whom they brought up in the sentiments of their own piety. The child   
   fell   
   into a well, which is still shown in Madrid, and drowned; but when his   
   parents   
   prayed he might be returned to them, the water rose to ground level and   
   brought   
   up the child full of life and health. They promised then to  separate,   
   apparently out of gratitude to God, and to live in perpetual continence.   
      
   Saint Isidore's wife became a hermit like himself; Maria, too, performed   
   miracles and merited after her death the name of Santa Maria de la Cabeza,   
   meaning Head, because her head, conserved in a reliquary and carried in   
   procession, has often brought down rain from heaven for the afflicted   
   countryside. Her remains are honored by all of Spain by pilgrimages and   
   processions at Torrelaguna, where they were transferred in 1615.   
      
   Saint Isidore himself was a day-laborer on a farm near Madrid, but every day   
   found him at Mass in one of the churches of the city before he set out for   
   his   
   daily task. His employer desired to verify whether he was wasting time   
   during   
   his work, and one day saw two mysterious personages helping the holy worker   
   to   
   guide his plow; Isidore himself told him they were Angels.  Afterwards the   
   wealthy owner became still more convinced that piety was useful in all   
   occupations. For not only did his worker bring back to life one of his   
   horses,   
   which he very much needed; when his daughter, too, died, she was resurrected   
   by   
   the Saint. A fountain of water which the Saint caused to surge up by   
   striking   
   the ground still exists.   
      
   Saint Isidore, though poor, shared all he had with the poor; and one day,   
   when   
   no provisions were left, his cupboard was found well furnished when still   
   another beggar arrived.   
      
   Saint Isidore died some time after his wife; and forty years later his   
   remains,   
   which had been in extremely wet ground, were found incorrupt. They were   
   taken   
   into the Church of Saint Andrew and re-interred there; miracles have been   
   countless, and celestial music has often been heard at his tomb.  He has   
   protected the city of Seville, making himself visible occasionally; and the   
   kings of Spain themselves urged his canonization, which was carried out in   
   1622   
   by Pope Gregory XV.   
      
   Source: Les Petits Bollandistes: Vies des Saints, by Msgr. Paul Guérin   
   (Bloud   
   et Barral: Paris, 1882), Vol. 5.   
      
      
   Saint Quote:   
   I am dying for God, and God will care for my children.   
   -Saint Luis just before execution when pleading for the lives of his fellow   
   prisoners who were family men; his children were his parishioners   
      
   Bible quote:   
   He who sent Me is with Me; He has not left Me alone, because I always do the   
   things that are pleasing to Him.  (John 8:29)   
      
      
      
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   Prayer to St. Dymphna - Chastity   
      
   Most pure virgin, St. Dymphna, we live at a time when many   
   are intent on satisfying every carnal appetite. Your single-   
   minded dedication to Christ alone is providential and   
   inspiring. Please help us by your power with God to see life in   
   proportion as you did. With your aid we propose to perform all   
   our actions for a pure motive, and promptly to resist all our   
   evil inclinations. Amen.   
      
      
   <><><><>   
   Psalm 50 (51)   
      
   God, have mercy on me   
      
   Take pity on me, Lord, in your mercy; in your abundance of mercy wipe   
   out my guilt. Wash me ever more from my guilt and cleanse me from   
   my sin.   
      
   For I know how guilty I am: my sin is always before me.   
      
   Against you, you alone have I sinned, and I have done evil in your   
   sight. Know this, so that you may give just sentence and an unbiased   
   judgement.   
      
   See, I was conceived in guilt, in sin my mother conceived me; but you   
   love truth in the heart, and deep within me you have shown me your   
   wisdom.   
      
   You will sprinkle me with hyssop, and I will be made clean; you will   
   wash me, and I will be whiter than snow. You will make me hear the   
   sound of joy and gladness; the bones you have crushed will rejoice.   
      
   Turn your face away from my sins and wipe out all my transgressions;   
   create a pure heart in me, God, put a steadfast spirit into me.   
      
   Do not send me away from your presence, or withdraw your holy spirit   
   from me; give me again the joy of your salvation, and be ready to   
   strengthen me with your spirit.   
      
   I will teach the unjust your ways, and the impious will return to you.   
   Free me from the guilt of bloodshed, God, God my saviour, and my   
   voice will glory in your justice.   
      
   Open my lips, Lord, and my mouth will proclaim your praise; for you do   
   not delight in sacrifices: if I offered you a burnt offering, it would not   
   please you. The true sacrifice is a broken spirit: a contrite and humble   
   heart, O God, you will not refuse.   
      
   Be pleased, Lord, to look kindly on Sion, so that the walls of Jerusalem   
   can be rebuilt, Then indeed you will accept the proper sacrifices, gifts   
   and burnt offerings; then indeed will bullocks be laid upon your altar.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)   

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