Lest we forget this day (Sept. 26) our precious Catholic heritage.
Deus, qui primítias fídei in amplíssimis Boreális Americæ regiónibus sanctórum Martyrum tuórum Joánnis, Isaáci eorúmque Sociórum prædictióne et sánguine consecrásti: concéde propítius: ut, eórum intercessióne, flórida christianórum seges ubíque in dies augeátur.
O God, Who didst consecrate the first-fruits of the faith in the northern regions of America by the preaching and blood of Thy blessed Martyrs Isaac, John, and their Companions: vouchsafe unto us, we beseech Thee, that through their intercession the fruitful harvest of Christians may everywhere daily receive an increase.
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Quaeritur ubi ea imago formosa martyrorum?
Salutationes omnibus.
We have a Catholic summer camp named for St. Isaac Jogues, Ondessonk, in Southern IL. A “unit” there is named after St. Kateri Tekawitha (spelling). As a Franco-phile Catholic I enjoy telling students about the French Jesuits coming down the Mississippi from Quebec settling one of the oldest US parishes in Cahokia, etc.
Perhaps we should start an annual tradition of eating finger sausages on this day.
I volunteer cocktail dogs in puff-pastry.
The National Shrine of the North American Martyrs is about an hour from where I live. It’s an interesting place. I’ll have to remember to plan a family trip there sometime soon.
The martyrs shrine which is run by the jesuits is a beautiful place. Father I hope u check it out on day
Great men of God – true rugged and pioneering men.
mamajen says:
The National Shrine of the North American Martyrs is about an hour from where I live. It’s an interesting place. I’ll have to remember to plan a family trip there sometime soon.
About 25 years ago I was given a book “Saint in the Wilderness”, which is primarily about Isaac Jogues. I was overwhelmed by the story. Since then, I have wanted to visit Auriesville and the Mohawk Valley.
Finally, last Spring I made the trek, arriving in Boston in mid April on a flight from Lisbon (Fatima). I rented a car, drove close to Albany, found a motel, then the next morning (Sunday) drove to the Shrine. With no one in the Ravine, it was perfect to say the Rosary, then I attended mass in the Coliseum, a very cleverly designed building.
Later, wanting to return for a week or so, I called (from New Orleans, I think) to see whether there were facilities for guests. The Jesuit told me the Retreat House closed years ago.
NB:
1. See also: Saint among the Savages and Saint among the Hurons, both by Francis Talbot..
2. Cardinal Avery Dulles is buried in the SJ cemetery there.