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    From rich@1:396/4 to All on Mon Jun 15 09:28:27 2020
    From: rich <richarra@gmail.com>

    June 17th =E2=80=93 St. Moling of Wexford (of Ferns) B
    =C2 (Also known as Molling, Mullins, Myllin, Molignus, Dairchilla)

    Born in Wexford; died 697. Saint Moling is said to have been a monk at Glendalough. Later he was founder and abbot of Aghacainid (Teghmolin,
    Saint Mullins) in County Carlow beside the Barrow River on which he is
    reputed to have established the ferry service which continues to
    today. For a time he lived in a nearby hermitage. Afterwards he
    succeeded Saint Aidan as bishop of Ferns, which included the entirety
    of Leinster.

    Moling was a singular benefactor to his country. In 693, he persuaded
    King Finacta to release the people of Leinster from the heavy tribute
    of oxen which had been imposed by king Tuathal Techmar. He resigned
    his see some years before his death. In addition to his eminent
    sanctity, manifested by the gifts of prophecy and miracles, this saint
    is celebrated in Ireland for the abundant Gaelic poetry he wrote=E2=80=94mo=
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    than any other saint except Columba. At his death Moling was interred
    in his own monastery of Teghmoling.

    The Book of Mulling is a 9th-century Book of the Gospels, which was
    probably copied from Moling's autograph as its colophon suggests. It
    was described by Gerald of Wales (c. 1200) and survives in a splendid
    jewelled shrine in Trinity College library in Dublin. It is especially
    noted because of its plan for Moling's monastery; some crosses on the
    plan probably indicate places of sanctuary. The cultus of Moling was
    early and widespread (Benedictines, Farmer, Husenbeth, Montague).

    Below is a sample from the many legends that arose around Moling's pet fox.

    "The blessed bishop Moling used to keep animals both wild and tame
    about him, in honor of their Maker, and they would eat out of his
    hand. And among these was a fox. Now one day the fox stole a hen that
    belonged to the brethren and ate it. The brethren brought their
    complaint, and the man of God scolded the fox and accused him of being perfidious above other animals.

    "The fox, however, seeing his master wroth with him, gazed upon him
    with solicitude, and made off to a convent of nuns that were under
    Saint Moling's care, captured a hen by guile, and bringing her to his
    lord, presented her safe and sound. And the Saint, smiling, said to
    him: 'Thou hast offered rapine to atone for theft. Take back this hen
    to her ladies, and deliver her to them unharmed; and hereafter do thou
    live without stealing, like the rest of the animals.' Hearing this,
    the fox took the hen between his teeth and deposited her unharmed in
    her ladies' cloister. And those who saw so great a marvel wrought in
    either place, made merry over it and blessed God.

    "Another time another fox stole a book from the brethren, and carried
    it off to hide it in one of his dens, intending to come back shortly
    and gnaw on it there. But on his return to the monastery, he was found
    stealing and eating a honeycomb. Whereupon the brethren laid hold on
    him and brought him to Saint Moling, and accused him of stealing the
    book.

    "And the holy man bade the brethren to let him go free. And when he
    was released, the Saint said to him, 'O wise and crafty one, be off,
    and bring me back that book unharmed, and quickly.' At that, off went
    the fox, and hastened to bring the book from his cave, and set it down
    dry and unharmed before the holy bishop.

    "And then he lay upon the ground before the man of God, as if seeking forgiveness. And the Saint said, 'Get up, you wretch, and fear naught;
    but never touch a book again.' And the fox got up rejoicing, and
    fulfilled in marvelous wise the Saint's behest; for not only did he
    never touch books again, but if any one would show him a book in jest,
    he took to flight" (Plummer).


    Saint Quote:
    Take pains to refrain from sharp words. Pardon one another so that
    later on you will not remember the injury. The recollection of an
    injury is itself wrong. It adds to our anger, nurtures our sins and
    hates what is good. It is a rusty arrow and poison for the soul. It
    puts all virtue to flight.
    --Saint Francis of Paola

    Bible Quote:
    Dearly beloved: Rejoice in the measure that you share Christ's
    sufferings. When his glory is revealed, you will rejoice exultantly.
    Happy are you when you are insulted for the sake of Christ, for then
    God's spirit in its glory has come to rest on you.=C2 [1 Peter 4=
    :13-14]


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    Act of Contrition to the Sacred Heart and Prayer for Pardon and Grace

    MOST Sacred and Adorable Heart of Jesus! humbly and with contrite
    heart I prostrate myself before Thee. bitterly bewailing that I was
    remiss in Thy love and have offended Thee by my ingratitude and
    unfaithfulness, thereby becoming unworthy of the manifestations of Thy
    love. Filled with confusion and fear, I can but say, "I have sinned
    against Thee, I have sinned!" Most Amiable and Divine Heart, have
    mercy on me, though I do not deserve mercy. Reject me not, but reveal,
    rather, I beseech Thee, the excess of Thy mercy by granting me, a poor
    sinner, who appears before Thee in the abyss of his nothingness and
    misery, pardon for my sins.


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