Friends at Court

New Zealand Tablet, 11 July 1918, Page 3

Friends at Court

GLEANINGS FOR NEXT WEEK'S CALENDAR 1 July 14, Sunday. Eighth Sunday after Pentecost. ~ 15, Monday.—St. Henry, Confessor. ~ 16, Tuesday.—Our Lady of Mount Carmel. ~ 17.—Wednesday.—St. Alexius, Confessor. ~ 18, Thursday.—St. Camillus, Confessor. „ 19, Friday.—St. Vincent de Paul, Confessor. ~ 20, Saturday.—St. Jerome Emilian, Confessor. St. Camillus of Lellis, Confessor. St. Camillus was a native of the kingdom of Naples. Having embraced the military profession, he soon found himself reduced by his gambling propensities to the direst distress. Poverty became for him, through the Providence of God, the occasion of his conversion. Thenceforward he devoted himself to the care of the sick and dying, and for this purpose established a religious Order, the members of which are known as "Ministers of the Sick. - ' St. Camillus died in Rome in 1614, at the age of Go. St. Vincent de Paul, Confessor. St. Vincent was born in the south of France. Having been ordained priest, his heart was touched by the state of spiritual destitution in which he found the remoter country districts of France. The remedy for Co ■ appeared to him to be a series of retreats, or missions, in which the Eternal Truths might be taught in a char and vivid manner. For this purpose he institute j Congregation of Priests, popularly known in English-speaking countries as Vincentians. Spurred on ! y his a dent charity, he founded many asylums, hospital-, ; tid orphanages, and established confraternities f-j] the education of children, the care of the sick, and the relief of the destitute. St. Vincent died in LOGO, it the age of 85. GRAINS OF GOLD. ■ i OUR LADY. Who is it hears our smallest sigh, And answers when we question "Why," And intercedes with Christ on High ? Our Lady. Who is it dries our bitter tears. And drives away our gravest tear-;. And stands by us through all the years? Our Lady. Who gave her Holy Son that we Might by His grace the stronger be, And His dear face at last might see Our Lady. St. John was her adopted son, And we her children are, each one : Who greets us when our race is run ? Our Lady. Who is it all our sorrow knows, And tears the thorn from off the rose, And leads us where God's Garden grows? Our Lady. —Caroline Russell Bispham, in A re Maria. REFLECTIONS. The charity of Christ is never diminished, and the greatness of His propitiation is never exhausted. We think too little of our greatest blessings ; we are so accustomed to them we forget to look upon them as blessings; in short, we accept them as our rights. Our hope for social emancipation and uplifting will reach its fulfilment not through social mechanisms or industrial crises, but through our acting, as Frederick Maurice says, "in the faith that the constraining love of Christ is the mightiest power in the universe."