Homily for Sept. 27th, 2013: St. Vincent de Paul.
St. Vincent de
Paul, whom we celebrate today, is an unusual character. Born in 1581 to a poor peasant
family in southwestern France ,
he became a priest – several years under the minimum age – because he thought it
would assure him an easy and comfortable life. A priest related to Vincent’s
father lived comfortably on the income of a hostel he administered for pilgrims
on the way to Compostella in northwestern Spain . Decades later Vincent would
say: “If I had known what priesthood was all about, as I have come to know
since, I would rather have tilled the soil than engage in such an awesome state
of life.”
Wealthy
benefactors financed his university studies in Toulouse . One of them arranged for him to become
Pastor of a parish when he was not yet eighteen, and not even a priest. Vincent
enjoyed the endowed income, while a poorly paid assistant priest took care of
pastoral duties -- something quite possible in the Church of that day. We know little
about Vincent’s early years of priesthood. We know, however, that in 1605,
while on a coastal voyage in the Mediterranean, he was captured by pirates and
spent the next two years as a slave in North Africa .
He was freed when his fourth owner took Vincent back to France . Later
he would ascribe his liberation to Mary’s intercession.
By 1608
Vincent was in Paris .
Something of a confidence artist all his life, he got himself appointed chaplain
to the queen. This brought him into contact with the chaplain to the French king,
a saintly priest named Pierre de Bérulle, who discerned in Vincent a capacity
for true holiness. With Bérulle’s help Vincent came to regard realize that priesthood
is a service and not a career. While continuing to associate with the rich and
famous, he developed a fruitful ministry to the poor, to prisoners, and to his
fellow clergy. With associates he founded the Company of the Mission , which continues today, and
seminaries to raise the level of the clergy.
When Vincent, now a member of the
Council which advised the French king about the selection of bishops, refused the
request of a duchess that her son should receive a miter, the enraged lady threw
a stool at Vincent’s head, drawing blood. To the lay brother who was with him,
Vincent remarked unfazed: “Isn’t it wonderful to see a mother’s love for her
son.”
By 1660
Vincent, now approaching 80, was worn out from his labors and knew he was
dying. At four in the morning of Sept. 27th the Lord called him home
as he sat by the fire in his room.. It was the hour at which, for years, he had
risen from his bed to begin a day filled with prayer and with activity for
others. Vincent de Paul was starting his first day of eternity. With joy and
gratitude we pray to him: “St. Vincent de Paul, pray for us, now and at the
hour of our death. Amen.”
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