Saint François Régis est un jésuite mort en 1640
François Régis naît à Foncouverte près de Narbonne en 1598, il entre très tôt dans la Compagnie de Jésus et devient prédicateur itinérant.
C’est un grand gaillard de près de 2m qui parcourt les hautes terres du Massif Central, Velay, Forez et surtout le Vivarais dont il devient l’apôtre.
Ces régions étaient très marquées par les guerres de religion, il enseigne mais crée aussi des activités pour lutter contre la pauvreté voire la prostitution, ainsi lui doit on les dentellières du Puy.
Mais il ne se ménage pas assez et meurt le 31 décembre 1640 à Lalouvesc dans le diocèse de Vienne où, de suite, les pèlerins accourent.
Comme tous les saints modernes son nom de famille devient un prénom, et pour lui c’est une réussite.
Holy Martyrs Tigrios and Eutropios (404)
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When St John Chrysostom was exiled, the Great Church caught fire and was destroyed. Most of the people saw this as a judgment upon the City for exiling the holy Archbishop; but St John's enemies tried to blame his followers and persecuted them fiercely.
Two of these loyal followers were Tigrios, a priest, and Eutropios, a reader. Tigrios had been a slave in his youth and was a eunuch; but once he was freed he had given his life selflessly to the service of the Church. The governor, Optatius, had Tigrios viciously tortured, then sent him into exile in Mesopotamia, where he died in captivity.
Eutropios, another pure and holy servant of the Church, was flogged with whips and rods, then hanged. Christians carrying his body for burial heard a beautiful angelic chanting in the sky above them.
BONNE FETE AUX TIGRIOS, EUTROPE, REGIS ET FRANCOIS-REGIS ET AUSSI AUX JEFF ET REGINE
“Through the Holy Spirit

comes our restoration to paradise, our ascension into the kingdom of heaven, our return to the adoption of sons, our liberty to call God our Father, our being made partakers of the grace of Christ, our being called children of light, our sharing in eternal glory, and, in a word, our being brought into a state of all “fulness of blessing,” both in this world and in the world to come, of all the good gifts that are in store for us, by promise hereof, through faith, beholding the reflection of their grace as though they were already present, we await the full enjoyment.”
(St. Basil the Great, “On the Holy Spirit”)

St. Seraphim of Viritsa:
“This was from me”
(A Letter From God)
“This was from me” is a famous letter written by Saint Seraphim of Viritsa that he sent to his spiritual child, a bishop who was in a Soviet prison at that time; this homily “This was from me” is written as a consolation and counsel to the bishop to let him know that God the Creator addresses to the soul of man.
Have you ever thought that everything that concerns you, concerns Me, also? You are precious in my eyes and I love you; for this reason, it is a special joy for Me to train you. When temptations and the opponent [the Evil One] come upon you like a river, I want you to know that This was from Me.<br>
I want you to know that your weakness has need of My strength, and your safety lies in allowing Me to protect you. I want you to know that when you are in difficult conditions, among people who do not understand you, and cast you away, This was from Me.
I am your God, the circumstances of your life are in My hands; you did not end up in your position by chance; this is precisely the position I have appointed for you. Weren’t you asking Me to teach you humility? And there – I placed you precisely in the “school” where they teach this lesson. Your environment, and those who are around you, are performing My will. Do you have financial difficulties and can just barely survive? Know that This was from Me.
I want you to know that I dispose of your money, so take refuge in Me and depend upon Me. I want you to know that My storehouses are inexhaustible, and I am faithful in My promises. Let it never happen that they tell you in your need, “Do not believe in your Lord and God.” Have you ever spent the night in suffering? Are you separated from your relatives, from those you love? I allowed this that you would turn to Me, and in Me find consolation and comfort. Did your friend or someone to whom you opened your heart, deceive you? This was from Me.
I allowed this frustration to touch you so that you would learn that your best friend is the Lord. I want you to bring everything to Me and tell Me everything. Did someone slander you? Leave it to Me; be attached to Me so that you can hide from the “contradiction of the nations.” I will make your righteousness shine like light and your life like midday noon. Your plans were destroyed? Your soul yielded and you are exhausted? This was from Me.
You made plans and have your own goals; you brought them to Me to bless them. But I want you to leave it all to Me, to direct and guide the circumstances of your life by My hand, because you are the orphan, not the protagonist. Unexpected failures found you and despair overcame your heart, but know That this was from Me.
With tiredness and anxiety I am testing how strong your faith is in My promises and your boldness in prayer for your relatives. Why is it not you who entrusted their cares to My providential love? You must leave them to the protection of My All Pure Mother. Serious illness found you, which may be healed or may be incurable, and has nailed you to your bed. This was from Me.
Because I want you to know Me more deeply, through physical ailment, do not murmur against this trial I have sent you. And do not try to understand My plans for the salvation of people’s souls, but unmurmuringly and humbly bow your head before My goodness. You were dreaming about doing something special for Me and, instead of doing it, you fell into a bed of pain. This was from Me.
Because then you were sunk in your own works and plans and I wouldn’t have been able to draw your thoughts to Me. But I want to teach you the most deep thoughts and My lessons, so that you may serve Me. I want to teach you that you are nothing without Me. Some of my best children are those who, cut off from an active life, learn to use the weapon of ceaseless prayer. You were called unexpectedly to undertake a difficult and responsible position, supported by Me. I have given you these difficulties and as the Lord God I will bless all your works, in all your paths. In everything I, your Lord, will be your guide and teacher. Remember always that every difficulty you come across, every offensive word, every slander and criticism, every obstacle to your works, which could cause frustration and disappointment, This is from Me.
Know and remember always, no matter where you are, That whatsoever hurts will be dulled as soon as you learn In all things, to look at Me. Everything has been sent to you by Me, for the perfection of your soul. All these things were from Me.
Parlez-nous de Dieu, de Jésus et de sa Mère…

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En Union Soviétique (U.R.S.S.), dans les années 1960, une communauté religieuse clandestine abritait un noviciat qui fut découvert par la police. Toutes les novices furent arrêtées et exilées en Sibérie. Logées dans une cabane en pleine forêt, elles devaient abattre un nombre déterminé d'arbres par semaine. Plus loin, il y avait d'autres cabanes et baraquements avec d'autres forçats astreints à la même besogne.
Un soir, alors que les jeunes filles priaient la Sainte Vierge, on frappa violemment à la porte. Terrorisées, elles finissent par ouvrir en tremblant... Vingt rudes gars pénètrent dans la cabane. Un d’eux s'explique : « On nous a dit que vous êtes des religieuses. Parlez-nous de Dieu, de Jésus et de sa Mère. Nous sommes ici depuis trente ans déjà et sans prêtre ».
Dès ce moment, la cabane des novices est devenue une église. Les forçats s'y réunissent discrètement mais régulièrement. Les jeunes filles leur réapprennent les prières oubliées, prêchent, baptisent enfants et adultes. Les autres détenus les ont libérées du travail et abattent les arbres à leur place afin qu'elles aient le temps de prier. Ainsi, en plein goulag, la Vierge Marie est venue relever ses enfants souffrants.
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Mgr Hnilica, dans "Pro Fratribus" 1974
Recueil marial 1976
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Shlom lekh bthoolto Mariam/ Hail, O Virgin Mary/
maliath taibootho/ full of grace/
moran a'amekh - the Lord is with thee/
mbarakhto at bneshey/ blessed art thou among women/
wambarakhoo feero dabkharsekh Yeshue/ and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus/
O qadeeshto Mariam/ Holy Mary/
yoldath aloho/ Mother of God/
saloy hlofain hatoyeh/ pray for us sinners/
nosho wabsho'ath mawtan./ now and at the hour of our death./
Amîn
Je vous salue, Marie pleine de grâces ; le Seigneur est avec vous. Vous êtes bénie entre toutes les femmes et Jésus, le fruit de vos entrailles, est béni. Sainte Marie, Mère de Dieu, priez pour nous pauvres pécheurs, maintenant et à l'heure de notre mort. Amîn.
