Life of St John Vianney.pdf - the Catholic Kingdom!

Life of St John Vianney.pdf - the Catholic Kingdom! Life of St John Vianney.pdf - the Catholic Kingdom!

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"The168 Irufi CURJ& OF ARS.ever faithful to its iuspim.tions, to a miraculous power oiaction. He had answered ray questions in as short a timeas it had taken me to ask them. When he had finishedI said, I have one more favour, father, to ask : I am goingto Rome, to pray at the tomb of the Apostles ; give meyour blessing, that it may go with me throughout allmy journey. At the name of Rome, the Abbe Vianneysmiled ;the eyes, which had been cast down, were raised ;the recollected andinteriorexpressionchanged in a momentcO a glance of bright and vivid interest. Hisas he said, And you are going to Rome ; youeyes sparkledwii !see ourHoly Father. *Well, added he after a slight pause, I begof you to pray for me at the tomb of the Apostles."After this last reply, and an exchange of words, whichcertainly did not occupy more than five minutes, I knelt ;he blessed me ; I kissed his hand, and withdrew, full ofjoy, strength, and veneration. Iwas glad to be once moreat liberty. I made the best of my way into the open air,and took a turn through the village of Ars, which I hadnot yet seen. Almost all the houses have been turnedeither into inns for the reception of the pilgrims, or shopsfor the sale of rosaries and other objects of piety. Manylikenesses of the Cur of Ars were to be seen among them.I bought one which seemed to me the best. I then took awalk in the direction of the castle ; and returned at the endof half an hour, to be present at the catechetical instructionwhich M. Vianney, after all the labours of the confessional,gives daily for half an hour before the mid-day Augelus.church was again filled, and I had difficulty inregaining a place in the choir. Assuredly the eloquenceof the Cure of Ars was not in his speech. Though at avery short distance, I could hardly hear him ; for besidesthe feebleness of his exhausted voice, the total loss of Ma

"VISIT OF M. LACROIX. 169teeth had deprived him of all clearness of articulation.Buthe was eloquent in his gestures, in his countenance, and,above all, in the authority of his life, and the ascendancyof his works. What a mighty influence did he exerciseover his hearers ! This was the last, and the most impressive scene of all. The multitude was crowded around him ;at his feet, on the steps of the altar, on the pavement ofthe choir, were pressed together persons of every age, sex,and condition, especially women with their children in theirarms, all absorbed in breathless attention, with their headsbent forward, and their eyes fixed upon him.If they couldnot hear, it was enough to see him ; for his exterior conveyed all his meaning, so much expression was there inhis gesture, his eyes, and his whole countenance. Hoshuddered with horror when he spoke of sin he ; wept atthe thought of the offences offered to God ; he seemedrapt in ecstasy when enlarging on the Divine love ; healternately reddened and grew pale.His language waseasy and abundant. His subject was, the end of man,which is happiness in God. Sin sets us afar off from God ;repentance brings us bacll to Him. This was his dailytheme, and he enlarged on ,t with all his heart. As I saidbefore, we heard very little, but we felt it all. Now andthen we caught something; such thoughts as these : Itis a strange thing, I have met with many people who repented of not having loved God ; never with one who repented or sorrowed for having loved Him. It was not aneloquence which strikes and subdues, but an unction whichenkindles and penetrates. Like St. John, he continuallyrepeated, My children. And the multitude listened tohim as to a venerated father. A painter might have foundsubjects here for a picture of the Sermon on the Mount.The clock struck 12 as the Cure of Ars finished his

&quot;The168 Irufi CURJ& OF ARS.ever faithful to its iuspim.tions, to a miraculous power oiaction. He had answered ray questions in as short a timeas it had taken me to ask <strong>the</strong>m. When he had finishedI said, I have one more favour, fa<strong>the</strong>r, to ask : I am goingto Rome, to pray at <strong>the</strong> tomb <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Apostles ; give meyour blessing, that it may go with me throughout allmy journey. At <strong>the</strong> name <strong>of</strong> Rome, <strong>the</strong> Abbe <strong>Vianney</strong>smiled ;<strong>the</strong> eyes, which had been cast down, were raised ;<strong>the</strong> recollected andinteriorexpressionchanged in a momentcO a glance <strong>of</strong> bright and vivid interest. Hisas he said, And you are going to Rome ; youeyes sparkledwii !see ourHoly Fa<strong>the</strong>r. *Well, added he after a slight pause, I beg<strong>of</strong> you to pray for me at <strong>the</strong> tomb <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Apostles.&quot;After this last reply, and an exchange <strong>of</strong> words, whichcertainly did not occupy more than five minutes, I knelt ;he blessed me ; I kissed his hand, and withdrew, full <strong>of</strong>joy, strength, and veneration. Iwas glad to be once moreat liberty. I made <strong>the</strong> best <strong>of</strong> my way into <strong>the</strong> open air,and took a turn through <strong>the</strong> village <strong>of</strong> Ars, which I hadnot yet seen. Almost all <strong>the</strong> houses have been turnedei<strong>the</strong>r into inns for <strong>the</strong> reception <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> pilgrims, or shopsfor <strong>the</strong> sale <strong>of</strong> rosaries and o<strong>the</strong>r objects <strong>of</strong> piety. Manylikenesses <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Cur <strong>of</strong> Ars were to be seen among <strong>the</strong>m.I bought one which seemed to me <strong>the</strong> best. I <strong>the</strong>n took awalk in <strong>the</strong> direction <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> castle ; and returned at <strong>the</strong> end<strong>of</strong> half an hour, to be present at <strong>the</strong> catechetical instructionwhich M. <strong>Vianney</strong>, after all <strong>the</strong> labours <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> confessional,gives daily for half an hour before <strong>the</strong> mid-day Augelus.church was again filled, and I had difficulty inregaining a place in <strong>the</strong> choir. Assuredly <strong>the</strong> eloquence<strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Cure <strong>of</strong> Ars was not in his speech. Though at avery short distance, I could hardly hear him ; for besides<strong>the</strong> feebleness <strong>of</strong> his exhausted voice, <strong>the</strong> total loss <strong>of</strong> Ma

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