Homily for Nov. 4th, 2020: St. Charles Borromeo.
Today’s saint,
Charles Borromeo, was born in 1538 in a castle on the shore
of Lake Maggiore in northern Italy . His
father was a count, his mother the sister of a future pope. From birth,
therefore, Charles was surrounded by privilege and wealth. Remembering
Jesus’ words about how hard it is for the rich to enter the kingdom of God
(cf. Lk 18:24), we would hardly expect that a child so privileged would become
a saint.
Though
handicapped by a speech impediment, he became a doctor of both civil and canon
or church law at age 21. Shortly thereafter, his maternal uncle was elected
Bishop of Rome, taking the title of Pius IV. The new pope soon made his nephew,
then only 22 and not yet ordained priest, a cardinal and bishop of Milan in northwest Italy – a classic case of nepotism.
Ordained a priest at age 24, Charles was detained by his papal uncle in Rome , to assist in the
government of the Church. Only two years later was he able to enter his
diocese, which had been without a resident bishop for eighty years something inconceivable for us today, but not unusual in the 16th century. Is it any wonder that there was a Reformation?
During the
only 18 years which remained to him, Charles worked tirelessly for Church
renewal and reform, despite embittered opposition from the civil authorities in
Milan , and many
of the clergy. At one point one of his priests actually discharged a gun at his
bishop. The assassination attempt failed due only to the primitive nature weaponry
in that day. When the plague broke out in Milan ,
causing most of the clergy and civil officials of the city to flee, Charles
remained behind to nurse the sick personally.
Exhausted by his labors, Charles
Borromeo died at age 46 in the night of November 3 to 4, 1584, having spoken
the Latin words, Ecce venio – “Behold
I come.” Just seventeen years later, the then reigning pope, Paul V, declared
him a saint.
Charles Borromeo is a singular
example of what the angel Gabriel told a Jewish teenager named Mary, when she
asked how she could possibly be the mother of God’s son: “Nothing is impossible
for God” (Lk. 1:37).
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