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I think it was in 1974 that a priest friend gave me a little book of the writings of Saint Claude La Colombi\u00e8re in French. The book was covered in a kind of onion\u2013skin paper and had belonged originally to a Religious of the Cenacle. Saint Claude La Colombi\u00e8re became a dear friend. I count on his intercession. I turn to him when I feel my heart growing cold.<\/p>\n
The Franciscan Saint John Wall (Joachim of Saint Anne), who was martyred for the crime of being a Catholic priest near Redhill, Corcester, England on August 22nd, 1679, knew Saint Claude. After having spent a night in spiritual conversation with him, the soon\u2013to\u2013be martyr said, “When I was in his presence I thought that I was dealing with Saint John returned to earth to rekindle that fire of love in the Heart of Christ.\u201d Here is one of Saint Claude’s prayers, in the original French and in English translation.<\/p>\n
J\u00e9sus, vous \u00eates le seul et le v\u00e9ritable ami. Vous ne vous ennuyez jamais de m’entendre; Quelque mis\u00e9rable que je sois, un plus noble, un plus bel esprit, Toutes les disgr\u00e2ces de l’\u00e2ge ou de la fortune ne peuvent vous d\u00e9tacher de moi; My Jesus, you are my true friend, You never weary of listening to me; However miserable I may be, All the humiliations attached to old age I think it was in 1974 that a priest friend gave me a little book of the writings of Saint Claude La Colombi\u00e8re in French. The book was covered in a kind of onion\u2013skin paper and had belonged originally to a Religious of the Cenacle. Saint Claude La Colombi\u00e8re became a dear friend. I count <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2600","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-saints"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/paVypq-FW","jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/vultuschristi.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2600"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/vultuschristi.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/vultuschristi.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vultuschristi.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vultuschristi.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2600"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/vultuschristi.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2600\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":17431,"href":"https:\/\/vultuschristi.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2600\/revisions\/17431"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/vultuschristi.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2600"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vultuschristi.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2600"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/vultuschristi.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2600"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nVous prenez part \u00e0 mes maux, vous vous en chargez,
\nvous avez le secret de me les tourner en bien.
\nVous m’\u00e9coutez avec bont\u00e9 lorsque je vous raconte mes afflictions
\net vous ne manquez jamais de les adoucir.
\nJe vous trouve toujours et en tout lieu;
\nvous ne vous \u00e9loignez jamais et, si je suis oblig\u00e9 de changer de demeure,
\nje ne laisse pas de vous trouver o\u00f9 je vais.<\/p>\n
\nvous ne vous lassez jamais de me faire du bien.
\nJe suis assur\u00e9 d’\u00eatre aim\u00e9 si je vous aime.
\nVous n’avez que faire de mes biens,
\net vous ne vous appauvrissez point en me communiquant les v\u00f4tres.<\/p>\n
\nun plus saint m\u00eame ne m’enl\u00e8vera point votre amiti\u00e9;
\net la mort, qui nous arrache \u00e0 tous les autres amis, me doit r\u00e9unir avec vous.<\/p>\n
\nau contraire, je ne jouirai jamais de vous plus pleinement,
\nvous ne serez jamais plus proche que lorsque tout me sera le plus contraire.
\nVous souffrez mes d\u00e9fauts avec une patience admirable;
\nmes infid\u00e9lit\u00e9s m\u00eame, mes ingratitudes ne vous blessent point tellement
\nque vous ne soyez toujours pr\u00eat \u00e0 revenir si je le veux.
\nO J\u00e9sus, accordez-moi de le vouloir, afin que je sois tout \u00e0 vous,
\npour le temps et pour l’\u00e9ternit\u00e9.
\n<\/em><\/p>\n
\nmy only friend,
\nyou take part in all my misfortunes;
\nyou know how to change them into blessings.
\nYou listen to me
\nWith the greatest kindness
\nWhen I tell you all my troubles
\nAnd you always have something
\nWith which to heal my wounds.
\nI find you at any time of the day or night
\nFor I find you wherever I happen to be
\nYou never leave me;
\nIf I change my dwelling place
\nI find you wherever I go<\/p>\n
\nYou are never tired of doing me good.
\nI am certain of being loved by you,
\nIf I but love you.
\nMy worldly goods are of no value to you
\nBut by bestowing yours on me
\nYou never grow poorer.<\/p>\n
\nNo one more noble or cleverer or even holier
\nCan come between you and me
\nAnd deprive me of your friendship;
\nAnd death,
\nWhich tears us away from all other friends,
\nWill unite me forever to you.<\/p>\n
\nOr the loss of honour
\nWill never detach you from me;
\nOn the contrary
\nI shall never enjoy you more fully
\nAnd you will never be closer to me,
\nThan when everything seems to conspire
\nAgainst me to overwhelm me,
\nAnd cast me down.
\nYou bear with all my faults
\nWith extreme patience,
\nAnd even my want of fidelity
\nAnd my ingratitude
\nDo not wound you to such a degree
\nAs to make you unwilling to receive me back
\nWhen I return to you.
\nO Jesus, grant that I may die loving you,
\nThat I may die for the love of you.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"