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A seraph’s melody

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In the city of Gubbio’s ancient sphere, There dwelt a saint with virtue’s glow sincere. His name, Saint Ubaldus, far and near, A beacon of peace, quelling every fear.

His life in the twelfth century unfurled, Cloaked in grace, in a tumultuous world. Born of nobles, yet to God he’s hurled, A divine tale, sacredly unfurled.

Under the tutelage of Prior Peter, His soul grew firm, his faith grew deeper. Episcopal mantle he wore, a righteous leader, Guiding his flock, the tenderest keeper.

Through turmoil and tumult, Ubaldus strode, His staff a comfort, faith his abode. His prayer like incense heavenward flowed, A seraph’s melody on mankind bestowed.

“Pax et Bonum!” he echoed in the city’s heart, In every strife, he played his part, Ubaldus the peacemaker, God’s own art, Dousing the flame of conflict, before it could start.

Miracles flowed from his benevolent hand, Healing the sick, the lame could stand. From Gubbio’s mount to Umbria’s sand, His name was whispered across the land.

A bishop, a hermit, a saint revered, In his love, the broken were healed. Gubbio’s patron, in stained glass seared, Ubaldus, by all hearts endeared.

His feast we celebrate each springtime bloom, In May’s gentle light, dispelling gloom. In Gubbio’s heart, his legacy loom, In every prayer, his love we consume.

His journey ended, his spirit soared, Into heaven’s arms, by angels adored. Ubaldus, your tale, forever stored, In the heart of the faithful, you struck a chord.

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The echo of de La Salle

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In the halls of Reims where echoes sound,
A saint was born, his purpose found,
Jean-Baptiste de La Salle, his name did ring,
Bearing knowledge’s light, a song to sing.

Educator divine, a vision so grand,
A teacher’s touch, a guiding hand,
Children of the cobblers, of the bakers,
In his heart, he made no forsakers.

In the classroom’s hush, in the book’s rustle,
Stirred the spirit of de La Salle’s hustle,
He who saw potential in every face,
In every child, a spark to embrace.

A nobleman by birth, yet humble in service,
From his path of duty, he’d never swerve this,
For in each young mind, he saw a bright star,
His mission, to guide them, near and far.

Bearing lessons, not just of scripture,
But of life, of world – a complete picture,
In the heart of France, he lit a flame,
A legacy enduring, beyond mere fame.

In the Lasallian spirit, we see his trace,
Echoes of his wisdom, time can’t efface,
Through trials and tribulations, he stood tall,
Saint Jean Baptiste de La Salle.

His life, a poem, penned in golden ink,
A beacon for lost ships on the brink,
In every classroom’s chant, in every learning hall,
Resonates the echo of de La Salle.… Read the rest

A Dance Across the Sky

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In the heart of Fatima, beneath an azure dome, A tale spun of faith, where miracles roamed. A story profound, in the annals it thrives, Of the sun dancing in the midday skies.

A trio of children, tending their sheep, Whispered prayers, promises to keep. Blessed Mother appeared, in radiance divine, Her words wove a prophecy, a celestial sign.

“Return here,” she said, “on the month’s thirteenth day, A miracle awaits, the sun’s fiery ballet.” Her message echoed, whispers in the breeze, Carried far and wide, beyond the seas.

An assembly gathered, in the rain they stood, Hearts beating as one, in quiet brotherhood. Skeptics, believers, united by curiosity, Stared at the heavens, in collective humility.

Then, a wonder emerged, from behind the cloud’s veil, The sun danced and spun, a cosmic tale. It swirled in colors, a celestial carousel, An ethereal spectacle, no words could tell.

It plunged toward the earth, in a fiery descent, A blaze of glory, a divine testament. Fear gripped the hearts, a collective gasp, As they beheld the sun, in their mortal clasp.

Then, as if by magic, it returned to its place, Leaving no trace, of its daring chase. The drenched earth dried, as if by design, A testament to the miracle, a holy sign.

In the miracle of Fatima, a lesson we glean, Invisible threads connect the unseen. Faith and science, in an eternal dance, In the heart of the mystery, we find our chance.

For in the dance of the sun, … Read the rest

Through the Fog of Dissent

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In the heart of Italy, where sunsets bleed, A man of God rose, his calling to heed. Robert Bellarmine, a name so divine, Cardinal of the Church, in wisdom, you shine.

Cloaked in red, your soul ablaze, Guiding the faithful through the maze. Your voice, a hymn, in the holy hall, Summoning the seekers with your call.

In the Vatican’s shadow, you found your light, Guiding the Church with faith and might. Bellarmine, holy and wise, In your teachings, truth lies.

Through the fog of dissent, you were the beacon, Your wisdom, a river, ever in season. In the face of heresy, stood tall and bold, A defender of the faith, a sight to behold.

Your words were like sonnets, sown with grace, In the fertile minds, they found their place. The pen was your scepter, the book your crown, In the cathedral of wisdom, you wore the gown.

In debates, you danced with eloquence, Your arguments were walls of defense. Piercing through the noise and the chatter, Making sense of what truly matter.

You painted with scriptures, a work of art, The canvas – a believer’s heart. A cardinal, a saint, in red and gold, Your story, in hushed whispers, is told.

Through centuries, your legacy prevails, In the heart of the Church, your wisdom hails. Robert Bellarmine, in faith we bind, Your love and teachings, forever enshrined.… Read the rest

Beyond the Halo

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Introduction

Saint Philip, an integral part of the Catholic faith, has left an indelible mark on the religious world. As one of the twelve apostles chosen by Jesus Christ himself, his contributions to the propagation of Christian faith are beyond quantifiable measures.

The Early Life of Saint Philip

Saint Philip was a native of Bethsaida, the city of Andrew and Peter. While little is known about his early life, it is evident that he was a man of deep conviction and faith. His life took a turn towards the divine when he encountered Jesus Christ. The Gospel of John records that Jesus found Philip and said to him, “Follow me.” Without hesitation, Philip accepted this call, marking the commencement of his spiritual journey.

Saint Philip’s Role as an Apostle

As an apostle, Saint Philip played a pivotal role in the early Christian church. His interactions with Jesus Christ, as documented in the Gospels, reveal his profound understanding of Christ’s teachings. One of the most notable incidents involving Saint Philip is his conversation with Nathanael, later known as Bartholomew. Philip’s confident declaration, “We have found the one Moses wrote about in the Law, and about whom the prophets also wrote—Jesus of Nazareth, the son of Joseph”, showcases his unwavering faith in Christ.

Saint Philip in the Gospel of John

In the Gospel of John, Saint Philip surfaces as a figure of inquiry, always seeking to understand more about Christ and His teachings. His inquisitive nature is notably illustrated in the incident … Read the rest