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July 29th ' St. William Pinchon of Saint-Brieuc
Born in Brittany; died 1234; canonized in 1253 by Pope Innocent IV.
Although William was born into an illustrious Breton family, he
possessed very admirable virtues: an innocence of manner, meekness,
humility, chastity, charity, and devotion. Bishop Josselin of
Saint-Brieuc both tonsured and ordained William as deacon, then
priest. Thereafter he served as a canon of the diocese until his
elevation to the bishopric in 1220. During the 14 years of his
episcopate, he suffered banishment to Poitiers and other indignities
because of his defense of the rights of the Church.
He made no show of his austerities: It was a long time before his
domestic servants realized that he never used the soft bed that they
prepared for him. Instead he sleep on bare boards to train his spirit
to rise above the weakness of his body. The poor were his treasures.
Whenever he had given away all he possessed, he would borrow the
stores of others to relieve them. Despite an arduous schedule, he
never deprived his spirit of nourishing prayer which gave meaning to
all he did. Upon his death, William's body was buried in the
cathedral. In 1248 it was taken up and found to be incorrupt
(Benedictines, Husenbeth).
Saint Quote:
It often happens that we pray God to deliver us from some dangerous
temptation, and yet God does not hear us but permits the temptation to
continue troubling us. In such a case, let us understand that God
permits even this for our greater good. When a soul in temptation
recommends itself to God, and by His aid resists, O how it then
advances in perfection.
--St. Alphonsus Liguori
Bible Quote:
But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is
made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly
about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. That is
why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in
hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then
I am strong.=C2 (2 Corinthians 12:9-10)
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A prayer hymn for virtue:
A tone of pride or petulance repressed,
A selfish inclination firmly fought,
A shadow of annoyance set at naught,
A murmur of disquietude suppressed.
A peace in pressure possessed,
A reconcilement generously sought,
A purpose put aside--a banished thought,
A word of self-explaining unexpressed.
Trifles they seem, these petty soul restraints,
Yet they who prove them such must need possess,
A constancy and courage grand and bold.
They are the trifles that have made the Saints;
Give me to practice them in humbleness,
And nobler power than mine doth no one hold.
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