Wednesday of the Thirty-second Week of Ordinary Time
Feast of the Church:
Saints of the Day:
Bishop and Martyr
(c. 1580 - 1623)
Born in the Ukraine about 1580, ordained about 1604, Josaphat became a monk. He was a noted theologian and preacher, and loyal to Rome.
He was made bishop of Polotz in 1617, and embarked on a thoroughgoing pastoral reform, visiting his clergy, seeing that the people were instructed and taking an interest in the liturgy.
His reforms aroused hostility, and he was murdered at Vitebsk, during a pastoral visit, in 1623.
The Weekday Missal (1975)
Wednesday of the Thirty-second Week of Ordinary Time
Letter to Titus 3: He Put Our Lives Together
1-2 Remind the people to respect the government and be law-abiding, always ready to lend a helping hand. No insults, no fights. God’s people should be bighearted and courteous.
3-8 It wasn’t so long ago that we ourselves were stupid and stubborn, dupes of sin, ordered every which way by our glands, going around with a chip on our shoulder, hated and hating back. But when God, our kind and loving Savior God, stepped in, he saved us from all that. It was all his doing; we had nothing to do with it. He gave us a good bath, and we came out of it new people, washed inside and out by the Holy Spirit. Our Savior Jesus poured out new life so generously. God’s gift has restored our relationship with him and given us back our lives. And there’s more life to come—an eternity of life! You can count on this.
Psalm 23: A David Psalm
1-3 God, my shepherd!
I don’t need a thing.
You have bedded me down in lush meadows,
you find me quiet pools to drink from.
True to your word,
you let me catch my breath
and send me in the right direction.
4 Even when the way goes through
Death Valley,
I’m not afraid
when you walk at my side.
Your trusty shepherd’s crook
makes me feel secure.
5 You serve me a six-course dinner
right in front of my enemies.
You revive my drooping head;
my cup brims with blessing.
6 Your beauty and love chase after me
every day of my life.
I’m back home in the house of God
for the rest of my life.
Holy Gospel of Jesus Christ according to Saint Luke 17:11-13 It happened that as he made his way toward Jerusalem, he crossed over the border between Samaria and Galilee. As he entered a village, ten men, all lepers, met him. They kept their distance but raised their voices, calling out, “Jesus, Master, have mercy on us!”
14-16 Taking a good look at them, he said, “Go, show yourselves to the priests.”
They went, and while still on their way, became clean. One of them, when he realized that he was healed, turned around and came back, shouting his gratitude, glorifying God. He kneeled at Jesus’ feet, so grateful. He couldn’t thank him enough—and he was a Samaritan.
17-19 Jesus said, “Were not ten healed? Where are the nine? Can none be found to come back and give glory to God except this outsider?” Then he said to him, “Get up. On your way. Your faith has healed and saved you.”
Wednesday of the Thirty-second Week of Ordinary Time
Commentary of the Day:Saint Faustina Kowalska (1905-1938), Religious Sister
Diary, § 1286 (trans. ©1987Congregation of Marians)
"He fell at the feet of Jesus and thanked him"
Thank you, O God, for all the graces
Which unceasingly you lavish upon me,
Graces which enlighten me with the brilliance of the sun,
For by them you show me the sure way.
Thank you, O Lord, for creating me,
For calling me into being from nothingness,
For imprinting your divinity on my soul,
The work of sheer merciful love.
Thank you, O God, for Holy Baptism
Which engrafted me into your family,
A gift great beyond all thought or expression
Which transforms my soul.
Thank you, O Lord, for Holy Confession,
For that inexhaustible spring of great mercy,
For that inconceivable fountain of graces
In which sin-tainted souls become purified.
Thank you, O Jesus, for Holy Communion
In which you give us yourself.
I feel your Heart beating within my breast
As you cause your divine life to unfold within me.
Thank you, O Holy Spirit, for the Sacrament of Confirmation,
Which dubs me your knight
And gives strength to my soul at each moment,
Protecting me from evil…
Thank You, O Lord, for the Sacrament of Anointing
Which, in my final moments, will give me strength;
My help in battle, my guide to salvation,
Fortifying my soul till we rejoice forever.
Thank you, O God, for all the inspirations
That your goodness lavishes upon me,
For the interior lights given my soul,
Which the heart sense but words cannot express.
Thank you, O Holy Trinity, for the vastness of the graces
Which you have lavished on me unceasingly through life.
My gratitude will intensify as the eternal dawn rises,
When, for the first time, I sing to your glory.
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