The Life of St. Anthony of Padua

         In every respect other than her death, Maria Goretti’s brief life seems a story repeated over and over again across the globe. The third of seven children, she was born in 1890 in Corinaldo, Italy, to a poor family. By the time she was five, her parents had lost their farm and hired themselves out to work for others as tenant farmers. The family moved often, finally ending up in Nettuno, not far from Rome.
When Maria was nine, her father died, and her mother and siblings threw themselves into work to feed the family. Maria kept house, cooked and watched her baby sister. It was a hard life. There was no time for school, for the family was too busy trying to survive. Like many of the poor, the Gorettis could not afford a home of their own, so they shared living quarters with another family, the Serenellis. And like many young girls in similar circumstances, Maria was the victim of unwanted sexual advances on the part of Alessandro, the Serenellis’ 20-year-old son. She said nothing about his unwelcome invitations, which she refused, for she was a frightened child and he was a grown man threatening to kill her if she told.

In 1902, 11-year-old Maria was sitting on the steps mending a shirt when Alessandro grabbed her and dragged her into the house. He held an awl and threatened to stab her if she refused him again. Maria did just that. She had been a bit behind the other children in catechism class, but everything she needed in this moment came to her with absolute clarity. “No,” she cried as he tried to choke her, “It is a sin! God doesn’t want it!” She struggled and tried to run for the door. He caught her, and when she said that she would rather die than give him what he wanted, he stabbed her fourteen times with the awl before running away.
Her family heard the baby crying and ran into the house to find Maria bleeding on the floor. In the hospital, the doctor operated on her without anesthesia. “Think of me in Paradise,” he suddenly said in the middle of the surgery. “Which of us will get there first?” she mused. “You, Maria,” he answered. “Then yes, I will remember you,” she promised.

She knew she was dying now, and so still more came to her with astonishing clarity. There was someone who needed something from her, indeed, who needed the greatest gift she could give before dying. Alessandro Serenelli needed her forgiveness, and the forgiveness of God. She told the police the name of the man who had harmed her, but she added, “I forgive him, and I want him with me in heaven!”
Alessandro took a long time to accept that forgiveness. Sentenced to thirty years in prison, at first he showed no remorse. Years later, he had a dream, which he recounted to a bishop who came to visit him in jail. He saw the little girl he had killed handing him lilies she had gathered, but they burned in his hands. He woke and he knew that the forgiveness she had given him was a power mightier than he could conceive, and that this power was at work in him. Alessandro’s heart broke open, and he began to accept the forgiveness of God.

Twenty-seven years after Maria’s murder, Alessandro was released from prison. He went straight to Maria’s mother, Assunta, and begged her forgiveness. Who was she to refuse, the mother said, what her daughter had given so readily? The next day, they went to Mass together as if they were mother and son. Alessandro became a Franciscan lay brother, working in the garden of a monastery until his death.
It was this miracle of forgiveness and conversion that sealed what many had already begun to suspect: that illiterate child who died was a martyr filled with divine charity. In 1950, Pope Pius XII canonized this “20th century St. Agnes” in the presence of her mother, her siblings, and her erstwhile neighbor, who had killed her only to discover in her an intercessor, a sister and a friend.

In the homily for her canonization, Pope Pius XII of venerable memory pointed to Maria Goretti as "the sweet little martyr of purity" (cf. Discorsi e Radiomessaggi, XII [1950-1951], 121), because she did not break God's commandment in spite of being threatened by death.

     Over the next couple days we’ll hear a series woes from Jesus that are directed towards the hypocrisy of the Scribes & Pharisees. This is really a major theme in scripture. In the Old Testament God tells his people to “rend their hearts, not their garments.” However, Scripture is filled with people that rend their garments and not their hearts. In the Book of Jeremiah the Lord tells Jeremiah that “Both prophet and priest are godless. In my very house (or temple) I find their wickedness.” People like this are far from God. Their acts of piety are really just for show; they’re outward acts that make them appear holy, but as our Lord so often says in scripture their hearts are far from him.

St. Rose of Lima is different. She’s someone who lived with conviction in her love for God. She was born in Lima, Peru and at young age took a vow of virginity. Like so many parents with daughters during her time Rose’s parents wanted her to marry, but Rose refused. She wanted to join a convent, but her parents told her no. So out of obedience to them she lived a life similar to Catherina of Siena; a life of penance & prayer at her family house and she assisted them with work where she could. Also like Catherine of Siena she became a third order Dominican.

In the quasi-monastic life she was living, Rose rendered her heart to God and the fruits of this had lasting effects. Her charity, one time even opening a room in the house where she cared for homeless children, elderly & sick, was the start of social services in Peru. And then many people throughout the years since her death have turned to her for her intercession.

We turn to St. Rose today and ask that she’ll help us to rend out hearts to the Lord as she did, so that we don’t remain on surface level in our spiritual lives, but are converted and leave fruit that will last.  - Fr Joseph Hastings St Faustina Shrine