Advent Reflection: Feast Day of St. Francis Xavier

Yes, we can!

Yes, we must.

Today is the Feast Day of St. Francis Xavier who, along with St. Therese of Lisieux (October 2) is Co-Patron of Missions.

His words are challenging…

Many, many people hereabouts are not becoming Christians for one reason only: there is nobody to make them Christians. Again and again I have thought of going round the universities of Europe, especially Paris, and everywhere crying out like a madman, riveting the attention of those with more learning than charity: “What a tragedy: how many souls are being shut out of heaven and falling into hell, thanks to you!”

His example inspiring…

I have not stopped since the day I arrived. I conscientiously made the rounds of the villages. I bathed in the sacred waters all the children who had not yet been baptized. This means that I have purified a very large number of children so young that, as the saying goes, they could not tell their right hand from their left. The older children would not let me say my Office or eat or sleep until I taught them one prayer or another. Then I began to understand: “The kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.”

We must follow his example and heed his word, for in the words of all recent popes…

“The Church exists in order to evangelize…”

(Pope Paul VI)

“I sense the moment has come to commit all the Church’s energies to a new evangelization…”

(Pope John Paul II)

“The Church is missionary by nature and her principal task is evangelization…”

(Pope Benedict XVI)

 

Ask St. Francis Xavier, who baptized, evangelized, and catechized hundreds of thousands of people in the far east to help you become an everyday evangelized evangelizer, even if you never go to India, China or Japan. St. Francis Xavier, pray for us.

Excerpts from St. Francis Xavier’s Letter to St. Ignatius of Loyola

Office of Readings

(Part of the Church’s Liturgy of the Hours by which we sanctify the day in prayer)

We have visited the villages of the new converts who accepted the Christian religion a few years ago. No Portuguese live here- the country is so utterly barren and poor. The native Christians have no priests. They know only that they are Christians. There is nobody to say Mass for them; nobody to teach them the Creed, the Our Father, the Hail Mary and the Commandments of God’s Law.
I have not stopped since the day I arrived. I conscientiously made the rounds of the villages. I bathed in the sacred waters all the children who had not yet been baptized. This means that I have purified a very large number of children so young that, as the saying goes, they could not tell their right hand from their left. The older children would not let me say my Office or eat or sleep until I taught them one prayer or another. Then I began to understand: “The kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.”
I could not refuse so devout a request without failing in devotion myself. I taught them, first the confession of faith in the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, then the Apostles’ Creed, the Our Father and Hail Mary. I noticed among them persons of great intelligence. If only someone could educate them in the Christian way of life, I have no doubt that they would make excellent Christians.
Many, many people hereabouts are not becoming Christians for one reason only: there is nobody to make them Christians. Again and again I have thought of going round the universities of Europe, especially Paris, and everywhere crying out like a madman, riveting the attention of those with more learning than charity: “What a tragedy: how many souls are being shut out of heaven and falling into hell, thanks to you!”
I wish they would work as hard at this as they do at their books, and so settle their account with God for their learning and the talents entrusted to them.
This thought would certainly stir most of them to meditate on spiritual realities, to listen actively to what God is saying to them. They would forget their own desires, their human affairs, and give themselves over entirely to God’s will and his choice. They would cry out with all their heart: Lord, I am here! What do you want me to do? Send me anywhere you like – even to India.

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