Friends at Court

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XLVIII, Issue 44, 8 November 1923, Page 3

Friends at Court

GLEANINGS FOR NEXT WEEK'S CALENDAR. November 11, Twenty-fifth Sunday after Pente- ■■'•-'.' cost. ' „.,,„ „ 12, Monday.—St. Martin 1., Pope and Martyr. ;./ '■'•.„ "■ . 13, Tuesday.—St. Didacus, Confessor. ,-T „ 14, Wednesday.—St. Josaphat, Bishop and Martyr.a. '. - „ 15, Thursday.—St. Gertrude, Virgin. „ 16, Friday.—Of the Feria. ' ■ g „ 17, Saturday.—St. Gregory' Thaumaturgus, Bishop and Confessor. « * St. Didacus, Confessor. _. St. Didacus, a native of Andalusia, in Spain, entered as a lay Brother the Order of Friars Minor. He was remarkable for a tender love of Our Blessed Lord, a lore which he fostered by continual meditation on the Passion, and which was specially manifested by his intense devotion when receiving the Blessed Eucharist. St. Didacus died in 1463. St. Josaphat, Bishop and Martyr. St. Josaphat, a native of Poland, displayed, while still in his boyhood, such piety and fraternal charity as to excite the admiration of all who knew him. After having been for some years a monk of the Order of St. Basil, he was raised to the dignity of Archbishop. The zeal and success with which he preserved his flock from heresy and schism drew upon him the hatred of some sectarians, who compassed his death in 1623. St. Gertrude, Virgin. St. Gertrude was for many years Superioress of a community of Benedictine Nuns in Saxony. By fasting, perfect conformity to the rule of her Order, constant denial of her own will, and frequent meditation on the Passion of Our Blessed Redeemer, she endeavored to check the growth of any inordinate affection, and unite all the powers of the soul in a pure and intense love of God. She died in 1292, after having enriched the Church with writings which are of incalculable utility to all who aim at spiritual perfection. Grains of Gold "WHAT WILT THOU HAVE ME TO DO?" Hast Thou, my Master, aught for me to do To honor Thee to-day? Hast Thou a word of love for some poor soul That mine may say? For, see this world that Thou hast made so fair, Within its heart is sad; Thousands are lonely, thousands sigh and weep, But few are glad. , But which among them all is mine to-day? Oh! guide my willing feet To some poor soul, that, fainting on the way, Needs counsel sweet; Or into some sick room where I may speak With tenderness of Thee; And showing who and what Thou art, 0 Christ! Bid sorrow flee ! <9g&- I! Or unto one whose straits call not for words — )'■■; To one in wantin need; Who will not counsel, but would take from me A loving deed. -' ' • Surely, Thou hast some work for me to do; Ohl open Thou mine eyes, To see how Thou wouldst have it done, ; And where it lies. V;;v , / REFLECTIONS. i\ . Most men admire virtue. ''"''. "•. When we look back to a past life we have,often more to be thankful for our trials than anything else.-—J.N D . For that alone is truly real which abides unchanged. —St. Augustine. *. .•"..• " ';. -/l-,;.'/- : .-