Feast Day: November 17th
Gregory died at the age of 70, the bishop of the town of Caesarea in modern day Turkey. He was surrounded by a fervent Christian community despite this being the early 200s when Christianity was still far from accepted throughout the Roman empire
Hugh was a bishop in England in the 1100s, he had been worn out by a recent diplomatic trip through France asked by King John, returning to London for a national council only for his health to spiral and his death to come on November 16th of 1220.
Roque was on a ladder tilted up against the little belltower at the All Saints Mission that he and another Jesuit priest had just founded in Caaro, nowadays the southern tip of Brazil. It was the year 1628, and he was working on hanging a bell above their chapel to call the locals to the prayers and formation they would be given there when suspicious locals attacked the priests, leaving their bodies to be burned as the chapel went up in flames.
And Josephat. His last moments were in 1947, near Kiev, where he was imprisoned by the communists who were pressuring him to renounce his Catholic faith. He just had to become a Russian Orthodox priest, just had to abandon his allegiance to Rome, just had to accept reality and let political expediency trump Christ. He was 71 years old, in the Capaivca labor camp, when he died of a cerebral hemorrhage, faithful to the last.
Now, of course the final moment is the one that counts (for us too!), but the rest of their lives (and ours) matters too! None of these saints would have been where they were, and offered their lives to God as they had without the story and decisions that led up to that final moment.
So back to Gregory. He was a young man growing up in the Roman Empire, gobbling up all that the pagan world could offer when he ran into a unique Christian teacher: Origen. Not himself canonized, Origen is all the same considered one of the great teachers of the 2nd century, and Gregory was floored by this eloquent, profound, and fervent preacher of the Gospel. He gave up everything, because a Christian, a priest, and then a bishop. Was made eventually bishop of Caesarea where he began his efforts in that city with only 17 Christians, and ended on his deathbed with only 17 pagans. What made all these converts? A zeal like Origen, and the gift of working miracles. His full name is St. Gregory Thaumaturgus, “the wonder-worker”.
30 years before Hugh’s health collapsed in London he was just the new bishop of the See of Lincoln, in England. He was a Carthusian, and had strenuously tried ot avoid being named bishop, but having directly confronted the king about keeping such sees vacant, he could not refuse for long. (The king had a say in who was named bishop, and while any see was vacant handily received all their income into the royal coffers so he often procrastinated on filling them). But political meanderings, while they might mark the end of his life, in the middle of his life were just a training for the courage he would need elsewhere. Hugh’s most famous moment came when mobs were persecuting Jews throughout the country, on multiple occasions he marched up to the mob and faced them down until they released their victims!
So then, back to Fr. Roque Gonzalez y de Santa-Cruz. He was born in Paraguay in 1576. This was 10 years before St. Rose of Lima, and 13 before St. Martin de Porres, so though they were canonized before him, he is actually the earliest person born in the Americas who is now canonized a saint! He was ordained very young, despite always thinking himself unworthy of the honor. Partly because of this thought he had spent his priesthood seeking out the most remote missionary work he could find – avoiding the limelight – all the while cherishing, protecting, and educating the people he found, quite contrary to the ways of many other Christians who fought and conquered the indigenous tribes.
And lastly, Bp. Josephat. He was just a man from a little village in Poland who joined the military as a young man before entering seminary and being sent to Rome. After being ordained a priest, he spent some time in seminary formation and then discerned into a monastery, receiving the name Josephat. Eventually he was made a bishop in 1917, spent a few decades shepherding his flock, and then was arrested by the communists for the reasons described above. His life was never flashy, no dramatic showdown, he was just a holy man who died unfaltering in the face of those who would trample his flock.
– Fr. Dominic decided to offer multiple summarized saints this week because it is the month of November and always helpful to keep the unknown time of our own death before our eyes. Think about it this way, how many more presidential elections do you expect to see? If I make it to 77 (current average life expectancy), I will only see 11 more elections. Helpful perspective…! BUT, I also flashed back to their earlier life because their saintly deaths were the result of little choices along the way: choices to really listen to the Gospel, to stand up against evil, to choose the littlest assignment, to pray every day… One day will be our last. Did I live today to make that last one what it ought to be?