The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1914-06-13
Glory of the Internal Celebration.

But all this represents and reveals
an interior world of deep worship and
of countless supernatural operations
of the Holy Ghost, and of the exuber-
ant activity and inexhaustible energy
| of the Precious Blood. A single SUI
pernatural act-how much dearer is
| it to God than a thousand sins are
hateful; for the odour of Christ and
the JUNCTION of His grace and the orna-
ment of His Blood and the seal of His
merits are on that single act Grace
grows active as great feasts draw
nigh; and it's preludes bring many
souls to the feet of their spiritual ply
sicians. Crowds that were in sin yes
terday now for the love of Jesus have
made today's sun to rise upon their
penance; and over each one all
heavens angels rejoiced, more than
| over a newly-created world. Millions
have made their preparation for Com
munion, and the least fervent of them
all did something for God he would
not else have done. The same mil
lions communicated; and think of all
that Jesus did in them, and with
them, and for them, while the sacra-
mental union lasted! The same mil
lions made their thanksgiving, and
what choir of praise was there. How
many aged men will the evening find
less worldly than the morning saw
them. In how many souls of children
has not faith started and grown,
strong, supple, juicy shoots, more than
whole years growth in one brief
day: and what glorious thing is each
growth of faith in childish soul, see
ing there comes along with it such a
glorious promise for eternity! And
what shall l say of those deeper
depths, the souls of mortified interior
men? L suppose that the mere exer-
else of faith, to say nothing of love,
in saint is something so deep and
high, SO far-reaching and full of union
with Christ, that we common Chris
tians can know nothing of it, And
how many real saints, how many here
after to be raised on the affairs of the
Church, have been in rapture, in
ecstacy, in transcendent communion
with God this day, through the stirring
of the life-giVing mystery in their
souls. The silent cloister has sent up
thousands of sweet perfumes from
espoused souls throughout the day;
acts of faith enough to win grace for
unconverted tribes, acts of love suffi-
cient to expiate sea of blasphemies
and world of sacrilege, acts of union
which have strengthened and invigor-
ated the whole Church and quickened
all it's pulses in places far remote
from the cells, where the acts were
perfected in solitude and prayer and
austere concealment. Who can tell
the vocations begun or achieved to-
day, the conversions suggested or eff
fected, the first blows given to sinful
habit or the browning virtue to a
devout resolve, the sins RENTED or
the sinful purposes abandoned, the
death-beds Illuminated or the souls
liberated from purgatory through the
quickened charity of earth? There
has been a vast and busy and populous
empire of interior acts open to the eye
of God today, so beautiful, so glorious,
so religious, so acceptable, that the
feast of the outer world has been the
poorest possible expression of the in
ner feast of the world of spirit. And
what is it all but triumph, the triumph
of our hidden Lord?