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Writings of Blessed Angela of Foligno
Writings of Blessed Angela of Foligno (mirror)Writings of Blessed Elizabeth of the Trinity
Writings of Blessed Elizabeth of the Trinity (mirror)"You have always forgotten your own interests when your Elizabeth's happiness was concerned, and I am sure that if I go, you will rejoice at the thought of my first meeting with Divine Beauty. When the veil falls, how gladly shall I pass to Him, into the very c secret of His face !' There shall I spend my eternity, in the bosom of the Trinity, where I dwell already in this life. " Only think, Marguerite, what it will be to con- template the splendour of the Divine Being in His own light ; to penetrate all the depths of His mystery ; to be one with Him we love ; to sing unceasingly of His glory and His love ; to ' be like Him, because we shall see Him as He is !'* " Little sister, I shall rejoice to go to heaven to be your angel there, and I shall be zealous for the beauty of your soul that I love dearly even in this world.
" Always keep your faith in the love of God. If you have to suffer, it will be because you are more deeply loved ; so whatever happens, love and chant your thanksgiving. " Teach the little ones to live in the sight of God. I should like Elizabeth to have my devotion to the Holy Trinity. I shall be present at their first Com- munion, and will help you to prepare them for it. " You must pray for me. I have offended my Master more than you think. But, above all, thank Him, and say a Gloria every day. Forgive me for the bad example I have often set you. " Farewell ! How I love you ! Perhaps I shall soon go to the home of love. What does it matter ? Let us live in love, and to glorify Love, whether we are in heaven or on earth ! . . ."
From "The praise of glory : reminiscences of Sister Elizabeth of the Trinity, a Carmelite nun of Dijon, 1901-1906"
Writings of Blessed Jacobus de Voragine
Writings of Blessed Jacobus de Voragine (mirror)"SS. ADRIAN AND NATALIE
Adrian suffered death under Maximian, emperor.
For when the said Maximian was in the city of
Nicodemia, whereas he sacrificed to the idols, and by
his commandment they sought all christian men ;
some sought them for dread, and some for love, and
some for promise of silver, so that neighbour brought
his neighbour to martyrdom, and cousin his cousin.
Among whom three and thirty were taken of them
that they sought, and brought tofore the king. And
the king said to them : * Have ye not heard what
pain is ordained against the christian men?' And
they said to him : ' We have heard the command-
ment of thy folly.' Then the king was angry and
commanded that they should be beaten with raw
sinews and their mouths beaten with stones, and that
each of their tongues should be pierced with iron,
and that they should be bound and closed in prison.
And then Adrian, which was first in the office of
knighthood, said to them : * I conjure you by your
God that ye tell to me the reward that ye entend
to have for these torments.' And the holy man said
that never eye saw, nor ear heard, ne heart of man
might think, those things that our Lord maketh
ready for them that love him perfectly. And Adrian
leapt in the middle among them and said : 'Account
ye me with them here, for I am a christian man.' "
From "The golden legend : lives of the saints"
Writings of Blessed Anne of Bartholomew
Writings of Blessed Anne of Bartholomew (mirror)"One day I spoke to my confessor of one of my soul's secrets,
and he did not take it well ; he said to me : "That sounds to me like
Mother Teresa; go on now, do not be like her, let those things
alone." It seemed to me that he pronounced these words with
but little esteem for our holy Mother. I was grieved because of
this, and sought a solitary spot in the garden. There, deeply pained
at the thought that the Saint was not appreciated as she deserved,
I began to pray. Soon I entered a state of supernatural recollection,
and in this state saw the Divine Master approaching me under the
form He had when living in this world. He was robed in a most
brilliant pontifical cope. When near me He raised one side of the
cope — it was the side next to His Heart — and showed me the Saint
resplendent in glory; He held her on His arm, as if she were no
longer anything but a part of Himself, and said to me: "Behold
her, I have brought her to you here ; be not at all troubled ; let them
say what they will." After these words He disappeared. I felt
within my soul a profound recollection and deeper fervor at the
sight of the love God bore the Saint.
On another occasion I begged the holy Mother to obtain for
me from God the favor of knowing which of the virtues was most
agreeable to Him, for I was impelled to make every effort to acquire
it ; one day she appeared to me and said : "My child, it is humility."
Very often the holy Mother strengthened me by a sentiment
of love and by a heavenly odor of which I was as conscious as if
I had been near her holy body. And though she did not show
herself, I was aware of this perfume and the favor she did me in
keeping near me. I will give a very striking example: Once I
was overcome with fatigue; all the religious were ill, there was
only one Sister and myself able with difficulty to keep on our feet
and to wait on ourselves. I went to the tomb of the Saint and
said to her: ''Mother, come to my aid; see me here before you, my
body so crushed with fatigue that I cannot keep up. Give me
strength ; I desire it only to serve all my Sisters." I felt the con-
viction that she heard me and that she said to me : "Go, my child,
I will do what you have asked of me." I went to the kitchen and
scarcely had I commenced to stir the embers than I noticed the
perfume of the Saint, as if she were there; there came forth from
the ashes an odor similar to that exhaled by her holy body; this
odor communicated such strength to my body that not the slighest
trace of fatigue remained. My body had no more feeling than if
it had been a spirit. There was not a shadow of lassitude, and
this supernatural strength continued with me until all the reli-
gious had recovered health. Very often the pans and everything
I touched in the kitchen exhaled the odor of the relic of her holy
body; it was something marvelous; one would have declared that
she, herself, had touched these objects with her hands."