-- John 1:10-13 --

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-- John 1:10-13 --

10 He was in the world, and the world was made through him, yet the
world knew him not. 11 He came to his own home, and his own people
received him not. 12 But to all who received him, who believed in his
name, he gave power to become children of God; 13 who were born, not
of blood nor of the will of the flesh nor of the will of man, but of
God. RSVCE
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All who welcome Jesus Christ as Lord of their lives are reborn
spiritually, receiving new life from God. Through faith in Christ,
this new birth changes us from the inside out--rearranging our
attitudes, desires and motives. Being born makes you physically alive
and places you in your parents' family. Being born of God makes you
spiritually alive and puts you in God's family. Have you asked Christ
to make you a new person? This fresh start in life is available to all
who believe in Christ.

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January 30th - St. Mucian Mary Wiaux.

Born at Mellet, Belgium, on March 20, 1841; died Malonne, Belgium, on
January 30, 1917; canonized by John Paul II on December 10, 1989.

Louis Joseph Wiaux was the son of a deeply devout blacksmith and his
equally fervent wife, who was an innkeeper. He became a Christian
Brother at Namur in 1856 (age 15) and took the name of an obscure
Roman martyr of unknown date, Mucian, who was killed with an unknown
boy and another named Mark. After short times at Chimay and then
Brussels, in 1858, Mucian Mary was moved to the college at Malonne,
where he remained the balance of his life.

It must have been difficult for Brother Mucian: He found himself in a
teaching order but had little talent for it. Thus, he was given
marginal subjects and assigned to those tasks that required no special
teaching skills. Although he was no success in passing on book
knowledge, Brother Mucian had that much prized skill of "bringing even
the least gifted to the limit of their abilities." What a wonderful
present God placed in the lives who knew Mucian! Here was a man who
could lead others to share the charisms with which God had endowed
them. Of course, the ability to bring out the best in those around
him, made Brother Mucian much loved. His gentleness and holiness of
life also served as a model to those who saw "the brother who is
always praying."

Visits to his tomb began immediately after his death. In Belgium he is
known as a great intercessor before God, which led to his cause being
open in 1936, less than 20 years after his death. At Mucian Mary's
canonization, Pope John Paul II called him "the light of Belgium and
the glory of his congregation." The Belgian bishops wrote that Mucian
Mary "left no theological or spiritual treatise, nothing to bring his
name out of the shadows. . . . [he] accomplished nothing out of the
ordinary. . . . He was a man of prayer, an apostle among the students
and went about his daily tasks with holiness. . . . hurting none and
forgiving all" (Walsh).


Saint Quote:
You say in your book that while we live we are able to pray for each
other, but afterwards when we have died, the prayer of no person for
another can be heard.... But if the apostles and martyrs while still
in the body can pray for others, at a time when they ought still be
solicitous about themselves, how much more will they do so after their
crowns, victories, and triumphs?
--Saint Jerome from "Against Vigilantius"

Bible Quote:
For as the body is one and hath many members; and all the members of
the body, whereas they are many, yet are one body: So also is Christ.
For in one Spirit were we all baptized into one body, whether Jews or
Gentiles, whether bond or free: and in one Spirit we have all been
made to drink. [1 Co 12:12-13 ] DRB


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Teach me to Wait

I know I am impatient, Lord,
I want to run ahead;
Speak to my heart and make me
Willing to be led.
You clock is always right, Lord
It never does run late;
Your schedule can't be hurried
So teach me, Lord, to wait.

Your time is never my time--
Oh, make this plain to me
And give me patience so to wait
And Thy fulfillment see.
I see through a glass darkly
And in this earthly state
I only see impatience,
So teach me, Lord, to wait.