28 September 2026

Learning Prudence with St Wencesla(u)s

It's not often I run across an article on the Patron of my Parish and my slava. But, in order to avoid spelling confusion, can we just use his name in Czech, Vaclav?

From Catholic Exchange

By Andrew Garofalo

Someone close to me recently said about being a Catholic, “It is so hard to know when to be a lion and when to be a lamb.” Jesus is both the Lion of the Tribe of Judah and the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world (Rev 5:5; Jn 1:29). As Christians, we are called to conform ourselves to Christ. We are called to be lions and lambs, but is it possible to be both as ferocious as a lion and as docile as a lamb?

St Wenceslaus was a virtuous leader. He was generous, merciful, kind and brave and also a great defender of the Christian faith in Bohemia when Christianity was under attack by various groups, including Wenceslaus’ own mother and brother. Wenceslsaus was murdered by his brother on September 28, 935. When he was martyred, he was the Duke of Bohemia, but Holy Roman Emperor, Otto I, posthumously declared Wenceslaus King of Bohemia because of his great piety, heroic virtue and benevolent leadership over the Bohemian people.

There are several stories about Wenceslaus, but the one that is best known is told in the Christmas carol, Good King Wenceslas. When the song begins, Wenceslaus sees a poor man walking through the snow in the evening on December 26th, the feast day of St Stephen. Feeling pity for the man, Wenceslaus asks his page who this man is and where he lives. The page tells Wenceslaus that the man lives about a league (over three miles) away. Wenceslaus tells the page to gather food and wine and wooden logs. After these items are gathered, Wenceslaus and the page venture out into the bitter cold to deliver these gifts to the poor man and his family. As the two trudge through the deep snow, the page is overcome by the cold and unable to continue. Wenceslaus tells the page to follow him and to place his feet into the footprints Wenceslaus leaves in the snow. The page does as Wenceslaus says and notices that when he steps into the king’s footprints, his feet are miraculously warmed. The song concludes with a message that says, regardless of our wealth and rank in life, those who bless the poor will be blessed by God.

Another story says that every Christmas Day Wenceslaus visited prisoners and even released some. On one particular occasion Wenceslaus visited a pagan woman imprisoned for witchcraft. When Wenceslaus learned of her crime he said he would have released her, even if her crime had been murder, but the crime of worshipping false gods was so offensive to our Lord that he could not release her unless she repented and accepted Christ. The woman refused and told Wenceslaus that he knew nothing about the freezing peasants in his kingdom and that even the scummiest jailer in his castle lived better than the peasants who inhabited his lands. Wenceslaus left the prison and continued to give gifts to the people and partake in the season’s festivities, but the pagan woman’s words nagged at him throughout the day. The next day Wenceslaus, filled with a spirit of mercy, released the pagan woman so she could return home to her family. The woman gained a new appreciation for the Christian faith and also for the king.

In another story, a foreign king invaded Wenceslaus’ lands. At first, Wenceslaus offered the enemy leader peace on almost any terms he desired, as long as the terms were consistent with Wenceslaus’ Christian values. The foreign leader arrogantly refused Wenceslaus’ offer, believing it to be a sign of weakness.
To spare the bloodshed of many, Wenceslaus offered to settle the entire battle in a one-on-one duel between himself and the foreign leader. The foreign leader accepted Wenceslaus’ proposal. When the hour arrived, Wenceslaus, armed only with a light sword and shield, approached the battlefield to face the foreign leader. As the enemy closed in on Wenceslaus, he threw a javelin at the king, but two angels appeared beside Wenceslaus and protected him from being harmed by the foreign leader’s weapon. At that moment the enemy leader fell upon his
knees and surrendered to Wenceslaus, begging for mercy.

St Wenceslas is an excellent model for Christian leadership. He was a man of many virtues, including fortitude and mercy, but especially prudence. The Catechism says prudence is the virtue that enables us to discern the true good in every circumstance and to choose the right means of achieving it (CCC 1806).

St Thomas Aquinas called prudence “right reason in action” (ST II-II,47,2). 

Prudence has also been called the “charioteer” of the virtues since it guides all the other virtues (CCC 1806). “The prudent man determines and directs his conduct in accordance with this judgment. With the help of this virtue we apply moral principles to particular cases without error and overcome doubts about the good to achieve and the evil to avoid” (CCC 1806).

It was prudence that guided Wenceslaus to perform a great act of love when he trudged through the snow at night to deliver gifts to a poor man. It was prudence that guided Wenceslaus to show mercy to an undeserving pagan woman when he released her from jail so she could be with her family. And it was prudence that guided Wenceslaus to humbly offer peace and also to courageously confront invaders, putting the good of others, rather than his own ego, first each time.

This is the challenge of being a good Catholic. We can only choose what is right and avoid what is wrong in each situation, to be truly virtuous people, if we develop the virtue of prudence. Because prudence helps us to know when to be lions and when to be lambs.

27 September 2026

Why the Church Banned This Woman’s Work

From Messenger of God


In 1959 the Vatican put a book on the Index of Forbidden Books without naming its author. The author was a bedridden woman in Viareggio who said Jesus dictated it to her. Sixty-six years later, the same Vatican office is still warning people about it. This is the story of Maria Valtorta (1897–1961): the 15,000 handwritten pages, the 1959 decree, the disputed papal "approval" nobody wrote down, the saints and scholars who defended her. PRIMARY DOCUMENTS – Decree of the Holy Office, 16 Dec 1959 (approved 18 Dec, published 5 Jan 1960). Acta Apostolicae Sedis vol. 52 (1960), p. 60. Condemns an "opus anonymum" in four volumes. https://www.vatican.va/archive/aas/do... https://archive.org/details/AAS-52-1960 – L'Osservatore Romano, 6 Jan 1960, "Una vita di Gesù malamente romanzata" — unsigned. No scan available online; text via https://www.lettereadioealluomo.com/D... – Maria Valtorta's notebooks (Quaderni), Fondazione Maria Valtorta edition: 23 Apr 1943 (first dictation) https://www.valtortamaria.com/operami... 23 Jul 1943 http://www.valtortamaria.com/operamin... 20 Aug 1943 https://www.valtortamaria.com/operami... Scanned notebook + Marta Diciotti's account: https://scrittivaltorta.altervista.or... – The Gospel as Revealed to Me (Il Poema dell'Uomo-Dio), Centro Editoriale Valtortiano. English: https://archive.org/details/gospelasr... – Secretariat of State to Fr G. M. Roschini, N. 250075, 17 Jan 1974, signed G. Benelli — thanks and a blessing, not a judgement on the book. CHURCH RULINGS – Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger to Cardinal Giuseppe Siri, 31 Jan 1985: https://www.ilcattolico.it/rassegna-s... – Archbishop Dionigi Tettamanzi, Italian Bishops' Conference, prot. 324/92, 6 May 1992. – Doctrinal Commission, French Bishops' Conference, 29 Sept 2021 — unsigned: https://sosdiscernement.org/note-de-l... – Dicastery for the Doctrine of the Faith, press release, 22 Feb 2025 — unsigned: https://www.vatican.va/roman_curia/co... TESTIMONY FOR HER (with caveats) – Fr Corrado Berti OSM, sworn affidavit, 8 Dec 1978 — Pius XII's words of 26 Feb 1948, written from memory 30 years later. No contemporaneous record exists. – Fr Gabriele M. Allegra OFM, letter, 1965 — as published by the Fondazione. – Fr Gabriele M. Roschini OSM, La Madonna negli scritti di Maria Valtorta (1973): https://devozioni.altervista.org/test... – Fr Leo Maasburg, Mother Teresa of Calcutta: A Personal Portrait — first-hand but anecdotal. – Padre Pio "I order you to read it": letter from Rosi Giordani to publisher Emilio Pisani, 7 Jan 1989, printed in Padre Pio e Maria Valtorta (CEV). Third-hand, 22 years after the alleged 1967 event. No independent copy located. – Archbishop Paolo Giulietti, homily, Viareggio, 12 Oct 2021 — French

St Wenceslaus, Duke & Martyr ~ A Bi-Ritual Saint

As a convert from the East, another reason I love St Wenceslaus is that he's honoured in both East and West on the same day. Plus, his Feast is the anniversary of my reception into Our Holy Church and my Parish is dedicated to him.

The picture of St Wenceslaus in the 
Sanctuary of my Parish Church,
St Wenceslaus.
From the West:

The Roman Martyrology:

In Bohemia, the holy martyr Wenceslaus, Duke of that country, glorious for his holiness and his miracles, who was murdered in the house of his brother, and thus gained the palm of victory.

From Dom Prosper Guéranger, The Liturgical Year:

Wenceslaus recalls to us the entrance into the Church of a warlike nation, the Czechs, the most indomitable of the Slavonic tribes, which had penetrated into the very midst of Germany. It is well known with what bitterness and active energy this nation upholds its social claims as though its struggle for existence in the early days of its history had made it proof against every trial. The faith of its apostles and martyrs, the Roman faith, will be the safeguard, as it is the bond of union, of the countries subject to the crown of Saint Wenceslaus. Heresy, whether it be the native Hussite, or the ‘reform’ imported from Germany, can but lead the people to eternal ruin. May they never yield to the advances and seductions of schism! Wenceslaus the martyr, grandson of the holy martyr Ludmilla and great-uncle of the monk bishop and martyr Adalbert, invites his faithful subjects to follow him in the only path where they may find honour and security both for this world and for the next. The conversion of Bohemia dates from the latter part of the ninth century when Saint Methodius baptised Saint Ludmilla and her husband Borziwoi the first Christian duke of the line of Premislas. The pagan reaction during which Saint Wenceslas gained the palm of martyrdom was but short-lived.
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You won your crown, O holy martyr, in the church of Saints Cosmas and Damian to which their feast had attracted you. As you honoured them, we now in turn honour you. We are also hailing the approach of that other solemnity which you greeted with your last words at the fratricidal banquet: “In honour of the Archangel Michael let us drink this cup, and let us beseech him to lead our souls into the peace of eternal happiness.” What a sublime pledge, when you were already grasping the chalice of blood! O Wenceslaus, fire us with that intrepid valour which is ever humble and gentle, simple as God to whom it tends, calm as the angels on whom it relies. Succour the Church in these unfortunate times. The whole Church honours you. She has a right to expect your assistance. But especially cherish for her the nation of which you are the honour, as long as it remains faithful to your blessed memory and looks to your patronage in its earthly combats, its wandering from the truth will not be without return.

Collect

O God, Who through the palm of martyrdom transported blessed Wenceslaus from an earthly dominion unto heavenly glory, keep us, by his prayers, from all harm and grant us to rejoice in his fellowship.
Through Jesus Christ, thy Son our Lord, Who liveth and reigneth with thee, in the unity of the Holy Ghost, God, world without end.
R. Amen.

From the East: 

An Eastern icon of 
St Wenceslaus

The Holy Duke Wenceslaus (Václav) of the Czechs was a grandson of the holy Martyr and Duchess Ludmilla (September 16), and he was raised by her in deep piety. He began to rule at age eighteen after the death of his father Duke Bratislav (+ 920).

In spite of his youthful age, he ruled wisely and justly and concerned himself much about the Christian enlightenment of the people. The holy duke was a widely educated man, and he studied in the Latin and Greek languages.

Saint Wenceslaus was peace-loving. He built and embellished churches, and in Prague, the Czech capital, he raised up a magnificent church in the name of Saint Vitus, and he had respect for the clergy. Envious nobles decided to murder the saint and, at first, to incite his mother against him, and later to urge his younger brother, Boleslav, to occupy the ducal throne.

Boleslav invited his brother to the dedication of a church, and then asked him to stay another day. In spite of the warnings of his servants, the holy duke refused to believe in a conspiracy and exposed his life to the will of God. On the following day, September 28, 935, when Wenceslaus went to Matins, he was wickedly murdered at the doors of the church by his own brother and his brother’s servants. His body was stabbed and discarded without burial.

The mother, hearing of the murder of her son, found and placed his body in a recently consecrated church at the ducal court. They were not able to wash off the blood splashed on the church doors, but after three days it disappeared by itself.

After repenting of his sin, the murderer transferred the relics of Saint Wenceslaus to Prague, where they were placed in the church of Saint Vitus, which the martyr himself had constructed (the transfer of the relics of Saint Wenceslaus is celebrated on March 4). The memory of Duke  Wenceslaus has been honoured from of old in the Eastern  Churches.

Troparion — Tone 3

Your holy martyr Wenceslaus, O Lord, / through his sufferings has received an incorruptible crown from You, our God. / For having Your strength, he laid low his adversaries, / and shattered the powerless boldness of demons. / Through his intercessions, save our souls!

Kontakion — Tone 2

(Podoben: “You sought the heights...”)
You appeared as a bright star announcing Christ with your radiance, / which is repulsive to this world, O Martyr Wenceslaus; / extinguishing the allure of false gods, / you enlighten the faithful, / always interceding for us all.

Pictured (top): The painting of St Wenceslaus in the sanctuary of my Parish Church, St Wenceslaus in Wilber, NE

St Wenceslaus Day, 46 Years a Catholic!


I'm 79 now, so I've spent well over half my life as a Catholic. Forty-six years ago today, I joined the Church. This is the story of how it happened.

As many of my readers know, I am a convert to our Holy Faith. I was born to a non-denominational protestant father and a Church of England mother who didn't know the Episcopal Church was the American branch of the Anglican Communion. As a result, I was "baptised" by having a rose dipped in water and tapped on my head three times, in the Presbyterian Church. After my father died, Mum married a Methodist and, willy-nilly, I became a Methodist. At about age twelve, already interested in theology, I began to doubt the validity of my "rose baptism" and our Methodist pastor "rebaptised" me by triple aspersion in valid form. At about the same age, I discovered my CofE grandmother's 1662 Book of Common Prayer. I was immediately drawn to the beauty of the Anglican Liturgy and at 16 was "confirmed" as an Anglican. However, I think even then I realised deep in my gut that the answer lay in the Church.

Then rebellion hit! I went through Hinduism and most forms of Leftism before I was 25. But God works in mysterious ways! My last stop in leftism was the CPUSA. This was long before Gorbachev, and to be a communist was to look to the Soviet Union as a model. My natural curiosity led me to not only study Marxism but to explore the history and culture of Mother Russia. This led to an interest in Orthodoxy and, ultimately, to my acceptance into the Serbian Orthodox Church at age 27 (the Russian Parish was very ethnic, to the point that if you or your parents weren't born in the Old Country, you weren't really welcome!). Orthodoxy was very close to the Faith, but I didn't have to accept the Immaculate Conception, which, as a Thomist, I refused to do since the Angelic Doctor had logically 'disproved' it!

Then I moved from Kansas City, KS, where I'd been Chrismated, to Lawrence, KS, which, at that time, did not have an Orthodox Parish. As a result, I began to attend the Newman Center at the University of Kansas. Eventually, I went to the Benedictine Chaplain at the Center to discuss conversion. He gave me the documents of Vatican II to read. I'm ashamed to say now that they sounded pretty good at the time! However, as a Thomist, I still could not accept the dogma of the Immaculate Conception, so I was not yet ready to convert. 

A few years later, I moved to Wichita, KS, which has (had?) two Orthodox Parishes of the Syrian Antiochian Church. However, Wichita is, geographically, a very large city and both parishes were a long way from my home. Even with no car, I did manage to get to Liturgy frequently, but when I couldn't make it, I walked to the Newman Center at the local university. I got to know the Chaplain well enough that, when he locked the Centre up at night if I was there, he would lock me in to use the library (there was a crash bar to get out!).

One day, at a party, Father asked me what was the ultimate authority in the Orthodox Church. The answer, of course, is a no-brainer for any Orthodox: an Œcumenical Council. Then he asked another question: "Who has the authority to call a Council?" The answer is also a no-brainer but with a sting in its tail! Only the Emperor has the authority to call a Council in Orthodoxy. The problem is that there is no Emperor! Even the most fanatical Imperialist Russian Orthodox, who would argue that Moscow was the Third Rome, cannot argue with the extinction of the Empire in 1917/18. Ergo, there is no ultimate authority in the Orthodox Church!

As I thought about his question, I began to realise that the Orthodox are a rudderless group of ethnic Churches without any authority. This was proven by the 'Holy and Great Council of the Orthodox Church', far in the future in 1980, a futile attempt in 2016 to finally hold the Pan-Orthodox Synod that they had been trying to organise for almost all of the last century. Despite all the hope and hype, it was boycotted by one of the Ancient Patriarchates (Antioch), the largest autocephalous Church (Russia), the Church of Georgia, which after it had been held, referred to it as the 'Council of Crete', rejected the claim that the council was Pan-Orthodox and the idea that its texts reflected Orthodox Teaching and the Church of Bulgaria. The Orthodox Church in America, the old Russian Orthodox Greek Catholic Church in North America, wherein I began my journey through Orthodoxy to Catholicism, was not invited, again because of the ethnic rivalries and lack of a central authority.

I mulled over Father's questions until a few weeks later when he locked me into the Centre on a Saturday night. I was in the library when I found a little booklet, published probably in the late 1950s or early '60s, entitled "Catholics and Orthodox--Can They Unite?" I came upon the chapter on the Immaculate Conception and, to my amazement, I read a quote from one of my great heroes, Georgios Scholarios, the Patriarch Gennadios II. Gennadios was the first Patriarch of Constantinople after The City fell to the infidel jihadists, and he was also a prominent Aristotelian-Thomist, one of the few in Orthodoxy, which tends to be Platonist. He had translated the Summa Theologica into Greek, and when he reached the section on the Immaculate Conception, he said something along the lines of, "Thomas was a wise man and indeed may be a Saint (he had been canonised in the West almost 200 years earlier), but on this point he was wrong!" To my amazement, I learned that the doctrine had first been developed in the Orthodox East, but as the West came to view it favourably, the East reacted against it. Convinced, with my last defence against Catholicism gone, I walked into the Chapel where our Lord was present in the Most Holy Sacrament of the Altar. I fell to my knees in front of Him and cried! A few minutes later, I stood up, a Catholic!

The next morning, I went to Mass at the Parish Church (I wasn't a student, so I couldn't belong to the Newman Centre) and after Mass asked the Pastor about being received. After talking for a while over coffee, he said I already knew more than the Baptists and Methodists he was trying to convert (not surprising since I had begun to study for the Orthodox priesthood much earlier) and I should go home, pray about it and let him know when I wanted to be received. A week later, at the evening Mass on Sunday, I recited the Creed in the Western form, promised obedience to the Pope and was received.

I now live in St Wenceslaus Parish in Wilber, NE. Little did I know, 46 years ago tonight, when I was received into the Church on St Wenceslaus's Day, that my funeral Mass would be celebrated in a Church dedicated to him. God works in mysterious ways!

In December 2017, a friend and I were chatting after Mass, and he mentioned that he was being Confirmed at the Midnight Mass of Christmas. I congratulated him, of course, but I told him that I had been a Catholic for 37 years, over half my life. I said that I have often been frustrated and even angry at events in the Church, but in all those 37 years, I had never, even for a moment, regretted my decision that September evening in 1980! And I've not changed my mind. I give thanks to Our Blessed Lord, and I thank Our Holy Mother, my Guardian Angel, and my Patrons for their prayers that brought me home to the full, undiluted Faith and practice of the One, Holy, Roman, Catholic, and Apostolic Church!

Even Saints are Products of their Times

One thing that bothers many Trads about Bld Fulton Sheen is that he fully bought the VII Revolution, as this article illustrates on the question of excommunication.


From Crisis

By Eric Sammons

Fulton Sheen was a great man and a faithful Catholic who is worthy of beatification. That doesn’t mean he was right about everything.

News flash: Saints can be wrong sometimes.

Now, don’t panic. There’s nothing impious in realizing this reality. After all, what makes saints exceptional is they continuously strove to overcome their human weaknesses and errors in their quest for sanctity. But, with the exception of the Blessed Virgin Mary, this process was never completed in this life: even after years of living a life of holiness, a saint might still make errors.

For example, practically every saint prior to the 16th century accepted geocentrism: the (now-disproven) theory that the earth, not the sun, was the center of the solar system. No Saint challenged this theory and all accepted it at face value, because everyone—saint or sinner—accepted it at face value. We don’t look down on these past giants of the Faith for being wrong about this, because it’s not an obligation of any man or woman to be right about everything, even saints.

Which brings us to Bishop Fulton Sheen, who was beatified in St. Louis last Thursday. 

Sheen’s story should inspire all Catholics, and it’s pretty obvious that he’s a man worthy to be on the path to sainthood. He was America’s greatest Catholic evangelist in the 1950’s, and possessed a deep love of the Eucharist and the Blessed Mother. It is my hope and prayer that today’s bishops look to his zeal for souls and do all they can to imitate him in holiness.

Yet if you dig just a little bit into his life, you find that he held some views that aged like warm milk. In 1970, for example, he was interviewed on a host of issues by famous conservative commentator William F. Buckley, who asked why the Church no longer exercises the power of excommunication as she did in previously centuries. Why the change? he asks Sheen.

Sheen’s answer sounds like something from today’s boomer progressive bishop playbook: the Church is changing with the spirit of the times; she is more related to the world than in the past; Vatican II brought the world into the Church and took the Church into the world; the Church used to be “locked up in itself.” Buckley then fairly pushes back and asks why, if this is all the case, everyone is leaving the Church. Sheen essentially answers that it’ll take time for the changes to bear fruit and then talks about the Church being more compassionate than before.

Frankly, if a bishop today gave an answer like that, all right-thinking Catholics would justifiably cringe in embarrassment.

Does this mean Sheen was just a progressive bishop, and that he shouldn’t be beatified? No. To make that judgement would be to fall into the error many moderns: judging past figures’ statements and actions in a modern context. To call Sheen a “progressive” would remove him from his historical context; it would insert him into another time and place with its own debates.

Being a product of your times means two things, both of which apply to Sheen’s comments here. First, you imbibe the assumptions of your time, most of which are unspoken (which is why they’re assumptions). Second, you don’t know what the future will hold.

In Sheen’s time no Catholic dared question the prudential judgement of Church leaders; and in fact had little reason to question it. Things on the whole seemed to be running smoothly, so why challenge those in charge? So if the Vatican says, “We’ve got to make a few changes in order to support the mission of the Church,” a random bishop in America isn’t going to question that. Thus, if Rome wants the Church to be “more compassionate” and says that’s the way forward, then Sheen, being a good Catholic and a product of his times, will go along with the program. Even the biggest critic of Vatican policies today would have done the same back then.

Further, Sheen, like his contemporaries, would have no way of knowing how this compassion shift would turn out. He honestly believed that even though it wasn’t yet working out well in 1970, eventually it would—because Rome said so. He didn’t know—couldn’t know—that the future of the Church in the West would include millions of souls leaving the Church and rampant heresy among even the clergy and the episcopate. Very few, in fact, perceived that future (a certain controversial French archbishop was one of the rare exceptions). The gift of prophecy is not a requirement for sanctity.

It’s easy for us to judge in hindsight, and it’s a flaw of our modern era to instinctively look down on our ancestors. Even Catholics who appreciate tradition can do it at times. One of the hardest things to do—even for saints—is to step outside the times in which one lives and look beyond its cultural assumptions.

In other words, we shouldn’t think Sheen isn’t worthy of canonization just because he got wrong something that almost everyone got wrong. What he got right is far more important: holiness, a passion for souls, and a deep love of Our Lord and Our Lady. That’s the path to sanctity for all of us.

Saints, like all of us, are not infallible, nor do they necessarily even have foresight. In many ways, this makes them even better role models for the rest of us. They overcame their limited vision to focus on the Beatific Vision. We would do well to do likewise.

Blessed Fulton Sheen, pray for us!

St Wenceslaus, Duke & Martyr

Today's Holy Mass from SSPX Australia. You may follow the Mass at Divinum Officium.

St Wenceslas, Duke & Martyr ~ Dom Prosper Guéranger

St Wenceslas, Duke & Martyr


From Dom Prosper Guéranger's Liturgical Year:

Wenceslas recalls to us the entrance into the Church of a warlike nation, the Czechs, the most indomitable of the Slavonic tribes, which had penetrated into the very midst of Germany. It is well known with what bitterness and active energy this nation upholds its social claims, as though its struggle for existence in the early days of its history had made it proof against every trial. The faith of its apostles and martyrs, the Roman faith, will be the safeguard as it is the bond of union of the countries subject to the crown of St. Wenceslas. Heresy, whether it be the native Hussite or the Reform, imported from Germany can but lead the people to eternal ruin; may they never yield to the advances and seductions of schism! Wenceslas, the martyr grandson of the holy martyr Ludmilla, and great uncle of the monk bishop and martyr Adalbert, invites his faithful subjects to follow him in the only path where they may find honor and security both for this world and the next.

Let us now read the Legend of holy Church. The conversion of Bohemia dates from the latter part of the ninth century, when St. Methodius baptized St. Ludmilla and her husband Borziwoi, the first Christian Duke of the line of Premislas. The pagan reaction, during which St. Wenceslas gained the palm of martyrdom, was but short lived.

Wenceslas, Duke of Bohemia, was born of a Christian father, Wratislas, and a pagan mother, Drahomira. Brought up in piety by the holy woman Ludmilla his grandmother, he was adorned with every virtue, and with the utmost care preserved his virginity unspotted throughout his life. His mother, having murdered Ludmilla, seized the reins of government; but her wicked life, and that of her younger son Boleslas, excited the indignation of the nobles. These, wearied of a tyrannical and impious rule, threw off the yoke of both mother and son and proclaimed Wenceslas king at Prague.

He ruled his kingdom rather by kindness than by authority. He succored orphans, widows, and all the poor with the greatest charity, sometimes even carrying wood on his shoulders, by night, to those in need of it. He frequently assisted at the funerals of poor citizens, liberated captives, and often visited the prisoners during the night, assisting them with gifts and advice. It caused great sorrow to his tender heart to condemn even the guilty to death. He had the greatest reverence for priests; and with his own hands he would sow the corn and prepare the wine to be used in the sacrifice of the Mass. At night he used to go the round of the churches barefoot, through ice and snow, while his bloodstained footprints warmed the ground.

The Angels formed his bodyguard. In order to spare the lives of his soldiers, he undertook to fight in single combat with Radislas, Duke of Gurima; but when the latter saw Angels arming Wenceslas, and heard them forbidding him to strike, he was terrified and fell at the Saint’s feet begging his forgiveness. On one occasion, when he had gone to Germany, the emperor, at his approach, saw two Angels adorning him with a golden cross; whereupon, rising from his throne, he embraced the Saint, bestowed on him the regal insignia, and presented him with the arm of St. Vitus. Nevertheless, instigated by their mother, his wicked brother invited him to a banquet, and then, together with some accomplices, killed him as he was praying in the church, aware of the death that awaited him. His blood is still to be seen sprinkled on the walls. God avenged his Saint: the earth swallowed up the inhuman mother, and the murderers perished miserably in various ways.

Thou didst win thy crown, O holy martyr, in the church of Saints Cosmas and Damian, whither their feast had attracted thee. (Christian de Scala, son of the fratricide Boleslas the cruel, and nephew of the saint; he became a monk and wrote the lives of St. Wenceslas and St. Ludmilla.) As thou didst honor them, we now in turn honor thee. We are also hailing the approach of that other solemnity, which thou didst greet with thy last words at the fratricidal banquet: “In honor of the Archangel Michael let us drink this cup, and let us beseech him to lead our souls into the peace of eternal happiness.” (Ibid.) What a sublime pledge, when thou wast already grasping the chalice of blood! O Wenceslas, fire us with that intrepid valor, which is ever humble and gentle, simple as God to whom it tends, calm as the Angels on whom it relies. Succor the Church in these unfortunate times; the whole Church honors thee, she has a right to expect thy assistance. But especially cherish for her the nation of which thou art the honor; as long as it remains faithful to thy blessed memory, and looks to thy patronage in its earthly combats, its wanderings from the truth will not be without return.

St Wenceslaus: Even Holy Rulers Have Family Problems

A sermon for today. Please remember to say 3 Hail Marys for the Priest.

St Lioba: Butler's Lives of the Saints

St Wenceslas, Duke of Bohemia: Butler's Lives of the Saints

St Lioba, Abbess


From Fr Alban Butler's Lives of the Saints:

THIS saint was a great model of Christian perfection to the Church, both of England, her native country, and of Germany. She was descended of an illustrious English-Saxon family, and born among the West-Saxons at Winburn, which name signifies fountain of wine. Ebba, her pious mother, was nearly related to St. Boniface of Mentz, and though she had been long barren and had no prospect of other issue, when Lioba was born, she offered her to God from her birth, and trained her up in a contempt of the world. By her direction our saint was placed young in the great monastery of Winburn, in Dorsetshire, under the care of the holy abbess Tetta, a person still more eminent for her extraordinary prudence and sanctity, than for being sister to a king.* Lioba made great progress in virtue, and took the religious veil. She understood Latin, and made some verses in that language, as appears from her letters to St. Boniface: but she read no books but such as were proper to nourish piety and devotion in her soul. St. Boniface, who had kept up an epistolary correspondence with her, and was perfectly acquainted with her distinguished virtue and abilities, became an earnest suitor to her abbess and bishop, that she might be sent to him, with certain pious companions, in order to settle some sanctuaries and nurseries of religion for persons of their sex in the infant church of Germany. Tetta regretted the loss of so great a treasure, but could not oppose so urgent a demand.

Lioba arriving in Germany, was settled by St. Boniface, with her little colony, in a monastery which he gave her, and which was called Bischofsheim; that is, Bishop’s House. By the prudence and zeal of our saint, this nunnery became in a short time very numerous, and out of it she peopled many other houses which she founded in Germany. She never commanded others anything which she had not first practised herself. Her countenance appeared always angelically cheerful and modest, breathing a heavenly devotion and love. Her time was spent in prayer, and in holy reading and meditation. She knew by heart the divine precepts of the Old and New Testaments, the principal canons of the Church, the holy maxims of the Fathers, and the rules of the monastic life and perfection. By humility, she placed herself beneath all others, and esteemed herself as the last of her community, and washed often the feet of the sisters. The exercise of hospitality and charity to the poor was her delight. Kings and princes respected and honored her, especially Pepin, king of the Franks, and his two sons, Charles or Charlemagne and Carloman. Charlemagne, who reigned alone after the death of his brother, often sent for her to his court at Aix-la-Chapelle, and treated her with the highest veneration. His queen Hildegardis loved her as her own soul, and took her advice in her most weighty concerns. She was very desirous to have her always with her, had it been possible, that she might always enjoy the edification and comfort of her example and instructions. But the holy abbess made all possible haste back to her monastery. Bishops often had conferences with her, and listened to her counsels. St. Boniface, a little before his mission into Friesland and his martyrdom, recommended her in the most earnest manner to St. Lullus, and to his monks at Fulda, entreating them to have care of her with respect and honor, and declaring it his desire, as by his last will, that after her death she should be buried by his bones that both their bodies might wait the resurrection, and be raised together in glory to meet the Lord, and be for ever united in the kingdom of his love. After St. Boniface’s martyrdom, she made frequent visits to the abbey of Fulda, and leaving her four or five sister-companions in a neighboring cell, she was allowed, by a singular privilege, to enter the abbey with two elder sisters, and assist at the divine service and conferences: after which she returned to her companions in the cell; which, when she had continued for a few days, she went back to her own nunnery. When she was grown very old, by the advice of St. Lullus, she settled all the nunneries under her care, and resigning the government, came to reside in a new nunnery at Scornesheim, four miles from Mentz to the south, where she redoubled her fervor in the exercises of holy prayer and penance. Queen Hilde, gardis invited her so earnestly to the court at Aix-la-Chapelle, that she could not refuse to comply: but, after some days, would absolutely return to her solitude. Taking leave of the queen, embracing her more affectionately than usual, and kissing her garment, her forehead, and mouth, she said: “Fare, well, precious part of my soul; may Christ our Creator and Redeemer grant that we may see each other without confusion in the day of judgment.” She died about the year 779, and was interred at Fulda, on the north side of the high altar. Her tomb was honored with miracles; her historian assures us he was himself an eye-witness of several. See her life, carefully written soon after her death, by Ralph of Fulda, in Mabillon, Acta Bened, and1. 1, Rerum Mogunt. See also Bulteau, Hist. Mon. l’Occid t. 4. Perier, t. 7, Sept. p. 748.

St Wenceslas, Duke of Bohemia, Martyr


From Fr Alban Butler's Lives of the Saints:

From his life, written by John Dubraw, bishop of Olmutz, in Moravia, in the reign of Charles V. See also Æreas Sylvius, Hist. Bohem.1. 2, c. 14, 15, and other historians of that country: with the remakes of Suysken, t. 7, Sept p. 770; Balbinius, in misceil. Bohem. &c.

A. D. 938.

ST. WENCESLAS was son of Uratislas, duke of Bohemia, and of Drahomira, of Lucsko, and grandson of Borivor, the first Christian duke, and the Blessed Ludmilla. His father was a valiant and good prince; but his mother was a pagan, and her heart was not less depraved, as to sentiments of morality, than as to those of religion. This princess was not less cruel than haughty, nor less perfidious than impious. She had two sons, Wenceslas, and Boleslas. Ludmilla, who lived at Prague ever since the death of her husband, obtained, as the greatest of favors, that the education of the elder might be entrusted to her, and she undertook, with the utmost care and application, to form his heart to devotion and the love of God. In this task she was assisted by Paul, her chaplain, a man of great sanctity and prudence, who likewise cultivated the young prince’s mind with the first rudiments of learning. The pious pupil perfectly corresponded with their endeavors, and with the divine grace which rendered him a saint from the cradle. At a convenient age he was sent to a college at Budweis, above sixty miles from Prague, where, under the direction of an excellent master, he made great progress in the sciences, and other exercises suitable to his rank, and much more in all the virtues which compose the character of a Christian and a saint. He was extremely devout, mortified, meek, modest, a great lover of purity, and scrupulously careful in avoiding all occasions in which that virtue could be exposed to the least danger.

He was yet young, when his father dying, his mother Drahomira assumed the title of regent, and seized on the government. Being no longer held in by any restraint, she gave a free loose to her rage against the Christians (which she had concealed whilst her husband lived), and published a severe order for shutting up all the churches, prohibiting the exercise of our holy religion, and forbidding priests and all others who professed it, to teach or instruct children. She repealed all the laws and regulations which Borivor and Uladislas had made in favor of the Christians, removed the Christian magistrates in all the towns in Bohemia, put heathens in their places, and employed only such officers as were blindly devoted to follow the dictates of her passions and tyranny; and these she incited everywhere to oppress the Christians, of whom great numbers were massacred. Ludmilla, sensibly afflicted at these public disorders, and full of concern for the interest of religion, which she and her consort had established with so much difficulty, by strong remonstrances showed Wenceslas the necessity of his taking the reins of the government into his own hands, promising to assist him with her directions and best advice. The young duke obeyed, and the Bohemians testified their approbation of his conduct: but, to prevent all disputes between him and his younger brother, they divided the country between them, assigning to the latter a considerable territory, which retains from him the name of Boleslavia, and is one of the chief circles of Bohemia.

Drahomira, enraged at these steps, secured herself an interest in Boleslas, her younger son, whose heart she had so far perverted, as to taint him with the most execrable idolatry, hatred of the Christian religion, boundless ambition, and implacable cruelty. Wenceslas, on the other hand, pursuant to the impressions of virtue which he had received in his education, was more careful than ever to preserve the innocence of his morals, and acquire every day some new degree of Christian perfection. He directed all his views to the establishment of peace, justice, and religion in his dominions, and, by the advice of Ludmilla, chose able and zealous Christian ministers. After spending the whole day in acts of piety and application to the affairs of state, and of his court, he employed a great part of the night in prayer. Such was his devout veneration for the holy sacrament of the altar, that he thought it a great happiness to sow the corn, gather the grapes, and make the wine with his own hands which were to be made use of at mass. Not content to pray often in the day with singular joy and fervor before the holy sacrament in the church, he usually rose at midnight, and went to pray in the churches, or even in the porches; nor did he fail in this practice in the deepest snows. His austerities in a court seemed to equal those of anchorets in the deserts, and he applied himself with great diligence to all manner of charitable offices, in relieving orphans and widows, helping the poor, accompanying their bodies to the grave, visiting prisons, and redeeming captives. It was his desire to shut himself up in a monastery, had not the necessities of his country and religion fixed him in a public station: however, amidst the distractions of government, he found rest for his soul in God, its centre. The good prince stood in need of this comfort and support amidst the storms with which he was assailed. Drahomira never ceased to conjure up all the furies of hell against him. Looking upon Ludmilla as the first mover of all counsels in favor of the Christian religion, she laid a plot to take away her life. Ludmilla was informed of it, and, without being disturbed, prepared herself for death. With this view she distributed her goods and money among her servants and the poor, confirmed the duke in his good resolutions for maintaining religion, made her confession to her chaplain Paul, and received the holy viaticum. The assassins found her prostrate in prayer before the altar in her domestic chapel, and, seizing on her, strangled her with her own veil. She is honored in Bohemia as a martyr on the 16th of September.

This complicated crime was very sensible to St. Wenceslas; a circumstance which exceedingly aggravated his grief was, that so execrable an action should have been perpetrated by the direction of his mother. But he poured out his complaints to God alone, humbly adoring his judgments and holy providence, and interceding for the conversion of his unnatural mother. She was seconded in her malicious intrigues by a powerful faction. Radislas, prince of Gurima, a neighboring country, despising the saint’s piety, invaded his dominions with a formidable army. Wenceslas, willing to maintain peace, sent him a message, desiring to know what provocation he had given him and declaring that he was ready to accept any terms for an accommodation that were consistent with what he owed to God and his people. Radislas treated this embassy as an effect of cowardice, and insolently answered, that the surrendry of Bohemia was the only condition on which he would hear of peace. Wenceslas, finding himself obliged to appear in arms, marched against the invader. When the two armies were near one another, our saint desired a conference with Radislas, and pressed, that, to spare the blood of so many innocent persons, it was a just expedient to leave the issue of the affair to a single combat between them. Radislas accepted the proposal, imagining himself secure of the victory. The two princes accordingly met at the head of both armies, in order to put an end to the war by this duel. Wenceslas was but slightly armed with a short sword and a target; yet, making the sign of the cross, marched boldly toward his antagonist, like a second David against Goliah. Radislas attempted to throw a javelin at him, but, as the Bohemian historians assure us, saw two angels protecting the saint. Whereupon he threw down his arms, and falling on his knees, begged his pardon, and declared himself at his disposal.

The emperor Otho I. having assembled a general diet at Worms, St. Wenceslas arrived at it late in the day, having been stopped by hearing a high mass on the road. Some of the princes took offence hereat; but the emperor, who had the highest opinion of his sanctity, received him with great honor, would have him sit next his person, and bade him ask whatever he pleased, and it should be granted him. The saint asked an arm of the body of St. Vitus, and a part of the relics of St. Sigismund, king of Burgundy. The emperor readily granted his request; adding, that he conferred on him the regal dignity and title, and granted him the privilege of bearing the imperial eagle on his standard, with an exemption from paying any imperial taxes throughout all his dominions. The good duke thanked his majesty, but excused himself from taking the title of king: which, however, the emperor and princes of the empire from that time always gave him in letters, and on all other occasions. When he had received the above-mentioned relics, he built a church in Prague, in which he deposited them; and caused the body of St. Ludmilla, three years after her death, to be translated into the church of St. George, which had been built by his father in that city. The severity with which the saint checked oppressions, and certain other disorders in the nobility, made some throw themselves into the faction of his unnatural mother, who concerted measures with her other son, Boleslas, to take him off at any rate. St. Wenceslas had made a vow of virginity; but restless ambition is impatient of delays. A son being born to Boleslas, that prince and his mother invited the good duke to favor them with his company at the rejoicings on that occasion. St. Wenceslas went without the least suspicion of treachery, and was received with all imaginable marks of kindness and civility. This they did the better to cover their hellish design. The entertainment was splendid: but nothing could make the saint neglect his usual devotions. At midnight he went to offer his customary prayers in the church. Boleslas, at the instigation of Drahomira, followed him thither, and, when his attendants had wounded him, he despatched him with his own hand, running him through the body with a lance. The martyrdom of the holy duke happened on the 28th of September, in 938.* The emperor Otho marched with an army into Bohemia, to revenge his death: the war continued several years; and, when he had vanquished the Bohemians, he contented himself with the submission of Boleslas. who engaged to recall the banished priests, to restore the Christian religion, and to pay him an annual tribute. Drahomira perished miserably soon after the perpetration of her horrible crime. Boleslas, terrified at the reputation of many miracles wrought at the martyr’s tomb, caused his body to be translated to the church of St. Vitus, at Prague, three years after his death. His son and successor, Boleslas II., surnamed the Pious, was a faithful imitator of his uncle St. Wenceslas, and became one of the greatest princes of his time. A church was erected in honor of St. Wenceslas, in Denmark, in 951, and his name was in great veneration over all the North.

The safety and happiness of government, and of all society among men, is founded upon religion. Without it princes usually become tyrants, and people lawless. He who, with Hobbes, so far degrades human reason as to deny any other difference between virtue and vice, than in the apprehension of men; or who, with the author of the Characteristics, reduces virtue to an ideal beauty and an empty name, is, of all others, the most dangerous enemy to mankind, capable of every mischief: his heart being open to treachery and every crime. The general laws of nations and those of particular states are too weak restraints upon those who, in spite of nature itself, laugh the law of God out of doors. Unless religion bind a man in his conscience, he will be come so far the slave of his passions, as to be ready, with this unnatural mother and brother, to commit every advantageous villany to which he is prompted, whenever he can do it with secresy or impunity. It is safer to live among lions and tigers than among such men. It is not consistent with the goodness and justice of God to have created men without an interior law, and a law enforced by the strongest motives and the highest authority. Nor can his goodness and justice suffer obedience to his law to go unrewarded, or disobedience and contempt to remain unpunished. This consideration alone leads us to the confession of that just providence which reserves in the life to come the recompense of virtue, and chastisement of vice, which faith reveals to us; this is the sacred band of justice and civil society in the present life. Jeroboam, Numa, Mahomet, and Machiavel himself, thought a persuasion of a false religion necessary for government, where they despaired of accommodating a true one to their wicked purposes, being sensible, that without strong inward ties, proclamations will be hung upon walls and posts only to be despised, and the most sacred laws lose their force. A false religion is not only a grievous crime, but also too feeble a tie for men; it is exposed to uncertainties, suspicion, and the detection of its imposture, and is in itself always infinitely defective and pernicious. True religion insures to him who sincerely professes it, comfort, support, and patience, amidst the sharpest trials, security in death itself, and the most happy and glorious issue, when God shall manifest himself the protector and rewarder of his servants. Virtue, here persecuted and oppressed, will shine forth with the brighter lustre at the last day, as the sun breaking out from under a cloud displays its beam with greater brightness.