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|    Imitating Christ and Despising All Vanit    |
|    02 Apr 18 10:27:02    |
      From: richarra@gmail.com              Imitating Christ and Despising All Vanities on Earth: [2]              HE WHO follows Me, walks not in darkness," says the Lord (John 8:12).       By these words of Christ we are advised to imitate His life and       habits, if we wish to be truly enlightened and free from all blindness       of heart. Let our chief effort, therefore, be to study the life of       Jesus Christ. The teaching of Christ is more excellent than all the       advice of the saints, and he who has His spirit will find in it a       hidden manna. Now, there are many who hear the Gospel often but care       little for it because they have not the spirit of Christ. Yet whoever       wishes to understand fully the words of Christ must try to pattern his       whole life on that of Christ.       --The Imitation of Christ-- Thomas À Kempis Book 1 Ch. 1              =============       April 2nd – St. Mary of Egypt       5th v.              THE story of St. Mary of Egypt seems to be based upon a short and not       incredible account contained in the Life of St. Cyriacus, written by       his disciple Cyril of Scythopolis. The holy man had retired with his       followers into the wild and apparently uninhabited desert beyond       Jordan. One day two of his disciples suddenly saw a human figure which       escaped into some bushes, but which they afterwards tracked into a       cave. The figure told them not to approach because she was a woman and       naked, but upon being interrogated she informed them that her name was       Mary, that she was a great sinner who had been a public singer and       actress, and that she had come there to expiate her former life. The       two returned to tell St. Cyriacus what they had seen and heard. Upon       the occasion of a second visit which they paid to the cave they found       her lying dead and they buried her on the spot.              Round about this narrative there grew up an elaborate legend which       attained enormous popularity in the middle ages and which is       illustrated on the old glass windows of the cathedrals of Bourges,       Auxerre and elsewhere. It may be summarized as follows:              In the reign of Theodosius the Younger, there lived in Palestine a       holy monk and priest named Zosimus who, having served God with great       fervour in the same house for 53 years, was divinely directed to leave       his monastery for one near the Jordan, where he might learn how to       advance still further on the path of holiness. He found that the       members of this community on the first Sunday in Lent after Mass used       to disperse in the desert to pass in solitude and penance the time       until Palm Sunday. It was at that season, about the year 430, that       Zosimus found himself a 20 days’ distance from his monastery, and sat       down one day at noon to say his psalms and to rest. Perceiving       suddenly what appeared to be a human form he made the sign of the       cross and finished his psalms. Then, looking up, he saw a       white-haired, sun-tanned figure which he took to be a hermit, but       which ran away as he went towards it. He had nearly overtaken it and       was near enough to crave its blessing, when it exclaimed, “Father       Zosimus, I am a woman: throw your mantle to cover me that you may come       near me”. Surprised that she should know his name, he complied, and       they entered into conversation. In reply to his inquiries the woman       told him her strange story with many expressions of shame and       penitence: “My country”, she said, “is Egypt. At the age of 12, while       my father and mother were still living, I went without their consent       to Alexandria. I cannot think without trembling of the first steps by       which I fell into sin or of the excesses which followed.” She then       described how she had lived as a public prostitute for 17 years, not       for money, but to gratify her lust. At the age of about 28, curiosity       led her to join a band of people who were going to celebrate at       Jerusalem the feast of the Holy Cross--and even on the journey she       continued her evil courses, corrupting some of the pilgrims. Upon       their arrival in Jerusalem she tried to enter the church with the rest       of the congregation, but an invisible force held her back. After 2 or       3 ineffectual attempts, she withdrew into a corner of the outer court,       and for the first time a full realization of her sinfulness swept over       her. Raising her eyes to an icon of the Virgin Mary she besought with       tears the help of the Mother of God, vowing herself to a life of       penance. With a lightened heart she was now able without any       difficulty to enter the church to venerate the cross, and as she       returned to the icon to give thanks to our Lady she heard a voice       which said, “Go over Jordan and thou shalt find rest”.              At a baker’s where she bought loaves she inquired the way to the       Jordan, and started off forthwith, arriving that same night at the       church of St. John the Baptist on the bank of the river. Here she made       her communion and crossed the Jordan into the wilderness, where she       had remained ever since--about 47 years, as far as she could judge.       She had seen no human being and had lived on edible plants and on       dates. The winter cold and the summer heat had sorely afflicted her       unprotected body, and she had often been tortured by thirst. At such       times she had been tempted to regret the luxuries and the wines of       Egypt in which she had formerly indulged. These and other assaults       beset her night and day almost unremittingly for 17 years, but she had       implored the intercession of the Bl. Virgin and the divine assistance       had never failed her. She could not read, and had never had any human       instruction in holy things, but God Himself had taught her the       mysteries of faith. At her request, Zosimus undertook not to divulge       what she had said until after her death, and promised to meet her       again beside the Jordan on the Maundy Thursday of the following year       to give her holy communion.              The next Lent, Zosimus made his way to the selected meeting-place,       bearing the Blessed Sacrament, and that same Maundy Thursday evening       beheld Mary standing on the opposite bank of Jordan. After she had       made the sign of the cross, she proceeded to walk upon the water until       she reached dry ground beside the astonished priest. She received       communion with deep devotion, following it by the recitation of the       opening words of the Nunc dimittis. From a basket of dates, figs and       lentils which Zosimus offered, she would accept only 3 lentils; and       she thanked him for all he had done and commended herself to his       prayers. Then, with a final entreaty that he would return a year later              [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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