The most beautiful stories...
The two bundles collapsed, half devoured by the flame, and the poor mother thought she saw her beloved child at the bottom of the furnace.
At the age of thirty-two, an affair brought him to Paris, and there he saw himself humiliated in his two dearest passions, pride and libertinism.
O Our Lady of La Salette, Reconciler of sinners! Good Mother, wouldn’t you like to make a remedy for his soul?
The news of their conversion made a stir; their father came, all boiling with anger, to rebuke them and force them to deny their new faith; but the firmness of the young Christians remained unshakeable, it triumphed over pressure, tenderness and threats alike.
Sailors and passengers, we thought we were lost; I read on all the faces the apprehension of an imminent, inevitable catastrophe, and I shared the common anxiety.
For fifteen years at least, he had been living in the most shameful habits, totally removed from any external practice of religion.
Her illness increased greatly, and she was for two or three months in a continual agitation of her whole body, to the point that it took two people to support her on all sides.
This prayer was very simple, but it was very sincere and animated by the most lively confidence; therefore it went up to the Heart of Mary.
One day, therefore, when he had resolved to attend an all-worldly party, his eyes chanced to fall upon an old book, the first page of which presented him with the powerful prayer composed by St. Bernard: “Remember Thou, O most pious Virgin Mary.”
Curious, they entered the sanctuary. One choir sang: “Holy Mary, pray for us”; the other choir answered: “Holy Mother of God, intercede for us”.
Their vulnerability and the unjust perseverance of their persecutors in mistreating them made them take a cowardly resolution which would have precipitated them into the ultimate misfortune if God, who is infinite in His mercies and who has compassion on the weaknesses of men, had not pulled them out of this deep abyss by an effect of His omnipotence.
After a year, he came to see his dear child… The superior said to him: “Take him back, he is spoiling the whole house; he has not responded to your views!…”