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      From: richarra@gmail.com               – Proverbs 11:29 –               He that troubleth his own house, shall inherit the winds:        and the fool shall serve the wise. [Proverbs 11:29] DRB       ===========================       One of the greatest resources God gives us is the family. Families       provide acceptance, encouragement, guidance, and counsel. Bringing       trouble on your family--whether through anger or through an       exaggerated desire for independence--is foolish because you cut       yourself off from all they provide. In your family, strive for       healing, communication and understanding.              <<>><<>><<>>       June 3rd - St. Lifard, Abbot              HIS illustrious birth, the progress he had made in the study of the       laws, and his extraordinary probity and piety qualified him for one of       the first dignities in the magistrature of Orleans. The constant       attendance he gave to all the duties of his charge was no hindrance       to his devotions, either public, in assisting at all parts of the       divine office, or private, in his closet; especially to his assiduity       and fervour in frequenting the sacraments. To be more at liberty, and       to disengage himself from the distractions of the world, in the       fortieth year of his age he resigned his charge, and initiated himself       in an ecclesiastical state: nor was it long before the bishop of       Orleans ordained him deacon. We may easily imagine with what piety and       devotion he acquitted himself of all the sacred duties of his state.       So perfectly was he penetrated with respect and awe of the majesty and       presence of God, and with love of his goodness, when he assisted at       the celebration, that he appeared like an angel about the altar. The       spirit of love and penance and holy contemplation daily growing       stronger in his heart, he resolved to withdraw himself entirely from       the world, and bury himself in close solitude. The place he chose for       this purpose was near the river Maulve, not far from the mountain and       castle of Mehun or Meung, situated on the Loire, a little below       Orleans. [1] Urbicius, his disciple, bore him company, and they built       themselves an hermitage of twigs and rushes.              The life which the saint here led was admirable. A little bread and       water was all the subsistence he allowed himself, in sickness as well       as in health, and his only garment was made of sackcloth. He often       passed whole nights in prayer, and in all his employments his mind was       so taken up on God as if he had lived without a body. Mark, bishop of       Orleans, then lived at Cleri, two leagues below the city, famous for       the collegiate church of the Blessed Virgin, still much resorted to by       pilgrims to implore her intercession. [2] This prelate was an       eye-witness to the great virtues of St. Lifard, whose hermitage was       very near his residence, ordained him priest, and allowed him to found       a monastery on the spot where his hermitage stood. This happened       before the 4th council of Orleans, in which bishop Mark subscribed in       541. St. Lifard soon assembled a numerous community, and was to it a       bright model of Christian perfection.              An extraordinary gift of miracles drew on him the admiration of men.       The year in which he died is not known; but it was some time after the       middle of the 6th century. His body was buried at Mehun; and over his       tomb was built, first a chapel, afterwards a famous collegiate church,       which is to this day enriched with his relics, and bears his name. A       church in the city of Orleans, and several others in the diocese, are       dedicated to God under his invocation. His name occurs in the Roman       Martyrology.              See his life in Surius and Mabillon, sæc. 1; Ben. also Saussaye, Annal. t. 3.              Note 1. Mehun in Orleanois is by mistake confounded by several with       Mehun in Berri, four leagues from Bourges, where was a royal castle       now falling to ruin, in which Charles VII., who had recovered France       from the English, suffered himself to die of hunger for fear of being       poisoned, in 1461, not Charles V. as Dom Vaissette mistakes.       Note 2. The marble tomb of Lewis XI. who chose to be buried there out       of devotion to the B. Virgin, is still shown there, though the       Huguenots plundered it, and burnt his bones.                     Saint Quote:       Labor without stopping; do all the good works you can while you still       have the time.       --Saint John of God              Bible Quote:       Let love be without dissimulation. Hating that which is evil, cleaving       to that which is good, Loving one another with the charity of       brotherhood: with honour preventing one another. [Romans 12:9-10] DRB                     <<>><<>>       A prayer hymn for virtue:              A tone of pride or petulance repressed,       A selfish inclination firmly fought,       A shadow of annoyance set at naught,       A murmur of disquietude suppressed.              A peace in pressure possessed,       A reconcilement generously sought,       A purpose put aside -- a banished thought,       A word of self-explaining unexpressed.              Trifles they seem, these petty soul restraints,       Yet they who prove them such must need possess,       A constancy and courage grand and bold.              They are the trifles that have made the Saints;       Give me to practice them in humbleness,       And nobler power than mine doth no one hold.              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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