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11/3/08

St. Malachy O'More

St. Malachy O'More - November 3rd

At the time this Irish Saint was born in St. Patrick's city of Armogh, Ireland was suffering greatly from the effects of many attacks by the Danes. As a boy, Malachy went to the school in which his father taught. When his parents died, he asked a good hermit to bring him up. At the age of twenty-five, he was ordained by St. Celsus and sent to preach all over the neighborhood of Armogh. The people had fallen into many superstitions brought to Ireland by the pagan conquerors, so Malachy had to burn branches, thorns, and trees which were supposed to be magic! Feeling the need for more instruction, the zealous priest went to St. Malchus to learn as much as he could of Church law.

Next St. Malachy was made Bishop of Connor. Here he changed many wolves into lambs, that is, he converted hardened sinners into good Christians again. As Archbishop of the great diocese of Armogh, Malachy brought about a change in evil customs and established peace between enemies through his calm dignity and courage. Many other works the Saint performed for the good of the Church. Then, in spirit of obedience, he went to see the Pope to make sure he had made no mistakes.

It was a long journey from Ireland to Rome in those days, but one good part of it was that he met the great St. Bernard. The two became very close friends. On another trip to see the Pope, Malachy called on St. Bernard and his monks again. This time he fell very ill, and the monks took loving care of him. "All your efforts are useless," he assured them, "for I will not get better." Sick as he was, he insisted on going to the chapel to receive the Sacraments for the last time. He promised to remember all the monks when he was in heaven, and then died peacefully in the arms of St. Bernard.

When we ask advice from our parents and all those who are in charge of us, we are sure of not making mistakes.

St. Marcian

St. Marcian – November 2nd

This Syrian Saint came from a noble family, but he wanted to give up everything for Christ’s sake. He might have just given away his possessions, or left his home for a monastery. Marcian, however, left everything-family, money, and even country. He went to a far-away desert and into the most distant spot in the desert. There he built a low, narrow hut, in which he could not even stand up straight.

Marcian considered this lonely spot a heaven on earth. He spent his time praying, working and singing psalms. God gave him a wonderful knowledge of the great truths of our holy Faith, too. But despite his desire to remain hidden from the world, people began to learn of his holiness. In time, Marcian had a great number of followers, and he made his first disciple the abbot of the others.

Once St. Flarian and other bishops called on St. Marcian and asked him to speak to them of the things of God. The humble hermit was upset by the high position of his visitors and he was quiet for a while. Finally, when they urged him to speak, he said: “God speaks to us every day by His creatures and by this whole world we see. He speaks to us in His Gospel. In it He teaches us what we ought to do both for ourselves and for others. What more can Marcian say that can be of use?”

Because he worked several miracles, he was called a wonder-worker. This he did not like at all. One day a hermit came to ask him to bless some oil to cure a friend’s sick daughter. St. Marcian refused rather abruptly, because he did not want to be considered able to work miracles. Yet at that very hour, the girl was cured!

Because many people were arguing over who should have his body when he died, Marcian told his first disciple to bury it in a secret place.

I will make sure I have a copy of the Gospel for himself and I will read a page of it every day The Holy Gospel is the best book, for it tells me all about God.