Autor: Jurek (---.perm.iinet.net.au)
Data: 2006-06-18 08:27
Droga Elu,
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Corpus Christi,
1. Proboszcz z Moncada (Hiszpania) mial watpliwosci czy byl prawidlowo wyswiencony…. Ksiadz zostal wyznaczony aby odprawic Boze Narodzeniowa Msze Sw. Podczas Konsekracji przed Podniesieniem wypowiedzial slowa Transubstancji. Podniosl Hostie i gdy uklakl w adoracji rozlegl sie krzyk 5-cio letniego chlopca: “Mamo, co za ladne dziecko! Patrz mamo! On jest na oltarzu.” Chlopczyk stal an krzesle i z radosci klaskal w dlonie. Matka zmieszana zaczela dziecko uciszac, bo nikt oprocz dziecka nie mial tej wizji. Znowu: “Co za piekne dziecko, mamo” - szepnal do niej – “taki jak tam w zlobku”.
Matka I dziecko wysluchali nastepnej Mszy Sw. I w czasie Podniesienia chlopiec wykrzyknal – “Oh, tam znowu jest mamo, nie widzisz? Ksiadz trzyma Go w dloniach I teraz polozyl Go na oltarzu!”
Ksiadz ofiarowal trzecia Msze Sw. Podczas Podniesienia chopiec znow reagowal/“odegral” podobnie.
Matka opwiedziala zdarzenie, ktore dotarlo do ksiedza, ktory jednak niedowierzal tym slowom. Przegzaminowal chlopca. Odpowiedzi chlopca byly tak dokladne, ze trudno bylo nie wierzyc. Zaprosil matke z chlopcem na czeste Msze sw., i sytuacja sie powtarzala. Poniewaz dalej mial watpliwosci poddal chlopca probie. Podczas Mszy konsekrowal dwie hostie ulozone na korporale i zostawil w zasiegu trzecia. Po Mszy sw. zawola chlopca do oltarza I zapytalczy czy widzial Boze Dzieciatko w hostiach I w ktorych. “O, tak Ojcze’ – powiedzial chlopiec – “tam jest! Widzisz On wyciaga rece.” Kiedy spytal o hostie niekonsekrowana. Chlopiec odpowiedzail – “Nie”. Spytal go czy jest pewien. “Oh nie, Ojcze tam nie ma nikogo”
4. W 1599 w Poznaniu, …przekupina sluzaca ukradla z kaplicy Dominikanskiej 3 male hostie I owinela w plutno lniane zanoszac do domu, niewierzacych tych ktorzy ja wynajeli. Tamci sprofanowali Swiete Hostie i pokroili. Krew sie wylala, tworzac plame nie do zmycia… Pozniej bojac sie kary zakopali je w mokrawiskach…
Pewnego dnia w Oktawie Maryji Panny (?),w poblize dwaj pastuszkowie, ojciec I syn przypedzili swoje bydlo Ojciec poszedl na Msze Sw. a syn pilnowal bydlo. Ku jego zdziwieniu chlopiec zauwazyl, ze bydlo zblizajace sie do torfowiska ukleklo I pochylilo glowy. Pastuszek zauwazyl w powietrzu 3 blyszczace obiekty. Poznal, ze sa to Hostie, przed ktorymi sie sam poklonil. Gdy ojciec wrocil ze Mszy Sw. Chlopiec krzyknal: “Ojcze, krowy adoruja Najswietszy Skrament”. “Nonsens’ – odpowiedzial ojciec- “co za glupota”. “Podejdz I zobacz sam – powiedzial chlopiec – “ ze mowie prawde”…
http://olrl.org/sacramen/ihsmrcls.shtml
1. For a long time the parish priest of Moncada in Spain had celebrated Mass without any scruples of conscience, when suddenly he became the prey of a violent doubt as to whether he had been rightly ordained. In his distress, to allay his doubts he determined to put his case before his bishop. He immediately set out on foot and journeyed to Valencia, the seat of the diocese. In this place it pleased Almighty God to deliver him from his trouble, and to give him light and peace by means of a very remarkable miracle.
The priest had been appointed to say Christmas Mass. He had reached the awful moment of Consecration, and with trembling hands took the host and pronounced the words of transubstantiation with a quivering voice. As he raised the Sacred Host aloft, and knelt again in trembling adoration, the cry of a little five-year-old child rang out from the congregation: "O Mama, what a lovely child! See there, Mama! He is up on the altar." A little lad nearby, apparently forgetful of everything else, stood upon the chair and clapped his hands with joy. The boy's mother was embarrassed and bade him hush, for no one else had seen the vision of beauty; only the innocent child saw it when the Sacred Host was raised on high. Again and again he entreated his mother to look. "Such a beautiful child, Mama," he whispered, "just like the little baby over there in the crib."
The mother and child awaited to hear a second Mass which was said by the same priest at dawn, and again at the Elevation the little boy exclaimed, "Oh, there he is again, Mama, don't you see? The priest is holding him up in his hands and now he has laid him on the altar!" The mother bade the child be silent; she could not see anything, the great grace being granted only to her little son.
The priest completed the Christmas offering by saying the third Mass. At the Elevation the boy was all excitement, and the same scene was enacted as before. The happy mother repeated this strange occurrence to others, and through them it reached the ears of the priest himself, who it may be believed was greatly comforted thereby. However, his scruples were not entirely removed. He doubted whether the child might not have been deceived, and therefore he requested that the little boy be cross-examined by him. But the answers of the child were so accurate that he found no reason to doubt the reality of the manifestation. Full of joy and filled with gratitude towards God, he invited the little boy and his mother to be present as often as possible at his Mass, and on each occasion the miracle was renewed. As doubts still lingered in his mind, he resolved to receive a final convincing proof. Taking three particles with him to the altar, he placed two upon the corporal and consecrated them, leaving the third one unconsecrated but within reach. After Holy Mass was ended he called the little boy to the altar, and asked him if he saw the divine Infant in either of the particles, and, if so, in which. "Oh yes, Father," said the boy, "there He is! See, He is stretching out His hands." The little fellow seemed quite ravished with delight. On pointing to the other host the priest asked: "And what about it? Is the Divine Infant also in that other host?" The child answered, "No." "But are you sure?" queried the priest. "Oh yes, Father, there is nothing there." At the last manifestation the peace of the good priest returned to him. Unrest and scruple vanished from his mind forever, and for the remainder of his life he served God with greater love and piety.
4. About the year 1599, in the city of Posen, a very remarkable incident took place in connection with the Blessed Sacrament. A servant girl, who was bribed by some unbelievers, stole from the chapel of the Dominicans three small Hosts, wrapped them in a linen cloth, and carried them to the house of the wretches who had hired her for the deed. The unbelievers treated the Sacred Hosts in a most sacrilegious and shameful manner. They threw them on a table and cut the Sacred Particles. Blood spurted out on the first one of the sacrilegious creatures and left a stain that could not be removed. The report of this strange occurrence soon spread abroad and crowds ran to see for themselves. A blind woman insisted on being led to the scene of this marvelous incident. Divinely inspired, she cried out: "If Thou art the true God, He whom our ancestors nailed to the Cross, restore to me my sight!" She was immediately cured, and went away proclaiming the miracle. The guilty profaners, fearing the just punishment of their heinous crime, wished to dispose of the desecrated Hosts, and after several fruitless efforts buried them to a great depth in a swamp.
One day on the octave of the Blessed Virgin, two herdsmen, father and son, brought their cattle to pasture near this place. The father went to a church not far off to hear Mass, while the son guarded the herd. To his surprise the boy saw the cattle approach the swamp and kneel down with their heads bent low. The shepherd raised his eyes and saw in the air over the swamp three shining objects. In amazement he perceived that they were three Hosts, and he instantly prostrated himself and profoundly adored the God who revealed Himself by so great a prodigy.
In the meantime, the father returned from Mass. As soon as the boy saw him he ran to meet him. "Father," he shouted, "our oxen are adoring the Blessed Sacrament!" "Nonsense!" replied the parent, shrugging his shoulders, "what folly is this!" "Come and see for yourself," protested the boy, "that I am telling the truth." While proceeding on his way the old man suddenly paused, with feet fastened to the ground and with eyes entranced as he beheld the astonishing scene. There at the farthest end of the marsh three little lights hung in the air, while the dumb beasts knelt with heads bowed to the earth. The old herdsman, all doubts gone, knelt in adoration before the three consecrated Hosts profaned by the unbelievers. After a moment's prayer, the old man ran to the city and proclaimed the wonder to all whom he met. The people, however, looked upon him as a fool, and even cast him into prison. And now a new wonder occurred–the prison door opened and freed the prisoner. This startled the authorities and they began to investigate. The Bishop and the clergy were informed and went in procession to the place indicated by the herdsman. Then the Sacred Hosts, which had remained suspended in the air, slowly descended and rested in the hands of a saintly priest. They were taken back to the city amidst great pomp and splendor. Then the authorities began to debate what disposition to make of the miraculous Hosts. While they were arguing, the Hosts rose from their hands, ascended into the air and returned to the marsh. The wish of Our Lord was evident. So they erected an improvised sanctuary on the spot, and this in turn was soon followed by a magnificent basilica founded by Ladislaus Jagellon, King of Poland. Needless to say, thousands of pilgrims have visited the famous shrine to adore the miraculous Hosts.
PRAYER: O sweetest Heart of Jesus, I implore that I may love Thee more and more. Jesus meek and humble of Heart, make my heart like unto Thine.
Only in the Catholic Church is Jesus truly present in the Holy Eucharist. This is one of the great proofs that the Catholic Church is the one true Church.
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