Jewish infidelity. While still in the flower of youth, his heart was
filled with dreams of glory to be attained as a distinguished musician.
One evening he was asked to play the organ in one of the principal churches
in Paris; there in that church God awaited him, and prepared for him, not a
triumph of his self-love, but a humiliation a thousand times more glorious.
Already the roof of the sacred edifice re-echoed the sound of the solemn
chants, and the melodious tones of the organ had filled all hearts with
recollection and prayer; every head was bowed and the God of the Eucharist
had blessed His children prostrate in lowly adoration. The unbelieving
musician, alone, dared to raise his haughty brow before that God despised
by his forefathers, but in vain. A mysterious and invisible hand bowed his
head and humbled him to the ground. A miracle of grace was effected; the
young man was conquered; he knelt down a Jew; he rose up a Catholic. His
heart wounded by the Real Presence in the Sacred Host, he left the church;
soon the waters of Baptism were poured upon him, and exchanging his
fashionable attire for the coarse serge of a monk, he bade an eternal
farewell to the pleasures of the world. A living example of the power of
the Sacred Heart of Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament, he went from city to
city, and from village to village, proclaiming the love of God, repeating
again and again: "The days of grief are departed. I have found peace of
heart since I have tasted the delights of the tabernacle of the Lord." If
you would know the name of this privileged soul, ask it at the cloister of
Mount Carmel, and they will tell you it was Father Augustine of the Most
Blessed Sacrament. If one single visit to the God of the Eucharist
transformed an obstinate Jew into a good Catholic, what may we not hope to
obtain by devout visits to the Blessed Sacrament?
PRAYER: O my Jesus, I adore Thee in this Holy Sacrament, as my Lord and my
God, as my Redeemer and Savior.
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