Thought for the Day – 2 September – Meditations with Saint Alphonsus Maria de Liguori (1696-1787) Bishop, Confessor, Most Zealous Doctor of the Church
“Preparation for Death”
By St Alphonsus Maria de Liguori (1696-1787)
CONSIDERATION II
“An end, the end is come.”
(Ezek vii: 2)
THIRD POINT:
David likened the happiness of this present life to a dream,
-when one awakens: “Yea, even like as a dream, when one
awaketh.” (Ps Ixxiii: 19) .
A certain author observes:
“In a dream, the senses being at rest, great things appear and are not and quickly vanish away. ”
The goods of this world appear great but in truth, they are nothing, like sleep, they last but a short time and then they all vanish away.
This thought, namely, that all things end with death, made St Francis Borgia give himself up entirely to God. This Saint was obliged to accompany the body of the Empress Isabella to Granada. When the coffin was opened, all those present fled because of the dreadful sight and smell but St Francis, led by Divine Light, remained to contemplate, in that body, the vanity of the world and looking upon it, he said:
“Art thou then my empress?
Art thou that great one to whom so many great ones bowed the knee?
O my mistress, Isabella, where is now thy majesty and
thy beauty?
Even thus,” he concluded within himself,
“do the grandeurs and the crowns of this world end.
From this day forward, I will, therefore, serve a Master Who can never die!”
Therefore, from that time, he gave himself entirely to the love of Jesus Crucified and then, he formed this resolution, that if his wife should die, he would become a religious which resolution he afterwards fulfilled by entering the Society of Jesus.
Truly, then, did one disabused of the world write these words on a skull:
“It is impossible for him who thinks upon death, to love the world and. therefore. are there so many unhappy lovers of this world because they do not think upon death.”
“O ye sons of men, how long will ye blaspheme mine honour and have such pleasure in vanity and seek after pleasing?” (Ps iv: 2) O miserable children of Adam, the Holy Ghost warns us. why, therefore, do you not drive away from your hearts, that affection for the world which causes you to love vanity and deceit? That which happened to your forefathers will one day happen to you, they, at one time were living in the same houses and many slept upon the same beds which you do now but now they are no more – the same will happen to you.
Therefore, my brother, give thyself now to God, before death shall come to Thee.
“Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might”(Eccles ix: 10) .
Whatsoever thou canst do to-day, do it and wait not until to-morrow because this day will pass away and will never return and to-morrow death might overtake you, so that you would then be able to do nothing at all.
Quickly remove yourself from all that separates, or that may separate you from God.
Let us now give up all our love for this world’s goods, before death takes them away from us by force!
“Blessed are the dead, who die in the Lord.” (Rev xiv:13). Blessed are those, who, when dying, are found dead to the affection o fthis world.
By such as these, death is not feared, it is desired, it is joyfully embraced, for instead of separating them from all that they love, it then unites them to their Sovereign
Good, Who is alone loved by them and Who, will make them blessed for evermore.
Affections andPrayers
My dear Redeemer, I indeed thank Thee for having waited
for me. What would have become of me if I had died when I
was far from Thee? Forever blessed be Thy mercy and Thy
patience which Thou hast exercised towards me, during the
many years past.
I thank Thee for the light and grace with which Thou dost now assist me. At one time I did not love Thee and then, I cared little for being loved by Thee.
Now, I love Thee, with all my heart and now, I have no greater grief, than what I feel, for having once displeased a God so gracious. This grief torments me but the torment is sweet because, this grief gives me confidence that Thou hast indeed pardoned me.
My sweet Saviour, would that I had died over and over again, rather than once even, to have given Thee offence.
I tremble and fear, lest at any time, I should ever again displease Thee.
Ah, rather let me die a most painful death, than that I
should ever again lose Thy grace.
Once I was the slave of hell but now, I am Thy servant, O God of my soul.
Thou hast said that Thou wilt love those who love Thee.
I love them who love me.
I do love Thee, therefore, Thou art mine and I am Thine.
I might lose Thee at some time but this is the grace which I seek, namely, it would be better for me to die, than to lose Thee again. Thou hast given me so many graces that I have not asked Thee. for, therefore, I cannot fear that Thou wilt fail to grant me this grace, for which I am now asking Thee.
Never again let me lose Thee; give me Thy holy Love and nothing more can I desire!
AnaStpaul 
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