She was born in Zevio, near Verona about 1280. Her parents were noble and good Christians. As a child she had a great devotion for virginity so she refused all her suitors. But her family insisted that she marry. So she married a nobleman, Alberto, of the house of Occhi di Cape. She went to live in Verona with him, where she imitated the women of the Old Testament, as well as Saint Anna and Saint Elizabeth, living in perfect matrimonial chastity and taking care of her husband and her house, and also doing good works. She gave all the alms she could, and each day at three in the afternoon, she went to the Hospital of the Holy Sepulchre belonging to the Order of Saint John of Jerusalem in order to visit the poor and wash their feet, to take care of the sick and wounded, from whose ulcers she pressed the pus without showing disgust or revulsion.
She did not bear any children, and so, when her husband died young, she took a vow of chastity. She mourned he companion and said:
“I thank Thee, o Christ! for having delivered my husband from the perils of the world and from its trials and tribulations, and me from the very heavy burden of marriage. Now, I consecrate myself entirely to Thee; now, I offer Thee myself as Thy servant and Thy slave. I desire no other husband or beloved than Thee; no one, if not Thee, will I take as a second husband. I love no one. Receive me. I shall follow the path which is straight in Thine eyes. In Thee are my hope and my faith. Thou wilt give me strength and aid; then I shall overcome the very cunning enemy. What can man do without Thee? And what would the creature do without its Creator? If Thou art present, I am victorious. If Thou bringest help, I win a glorious triumph.”
With these words she began an angelic life of prayer, penance, and works of mercy. The price of her labour was always divided into three parts: one for the priests, the other for the pilgrims and the poor, and the third for her own livelihood. In spite of the austerity of her life, her beauty only increased. Three young men saw her, admired her, and were impelled by the devil to plot to share her, with or without her consent.
One evening, Toscana was absorbed in contemplation in her room when one of these wicked men entered through the window and approached her. But he had not taken three steps when the Lord permitted the devil to choke him; the fiend fell to the floor, dead. Horrified, the saint did not dare call out, for fear of scandal, and, feeling faint with fear before the lifeless body, she besought God’s counsel: she knelt and began to pray. Meanwhile, the second would-be thief of honour grew impatient outside. He was troubled by the long silence, expecting a great deal of commotion. He followed the path taken by the first. Stunned, he noticed the corpse and the woman prostrated at its feet. Seized by fright, he was rushing headlong toward the window when the Evil One seized him by the collar and strangled him. At the outcry of his companion, the third malefactor rushed in. Before the terrifying spectacle, he fell stone dead.
Although her embarrassment grew, the saint did not lose confidence and awaited the Lord’s decision. It appeared in the guise of the parents of the three young men. Surprised at not seeing them return to tell of their progress, the parents came for news to the young widow’s house. How great was their consternation when received by the saint, they found their offspring lifeless! They threw themselves at her feet and implored her to restore the men to life so that they might do penance for their sin. She consented to do so and began to pray fervidly; the three villains revived, went to confession, said their prayers and died again – an event which excited the greatest astonishment and the most respectful fears in the city.
But this incident convinced Toscana of the difficulty a young woman experiences when living alone in the world. She decided to enter the Order of Saint John of Jerusalem to which she had already rendered so many services. She obtained a very solitary little cell in the garden of the convent of the Holy Sepulchre, in Verona. She took on the habit of the sisters and continued with renewed ardour her noble work.
She begged for her food and ate only bread and water, never eating to satiety. On Sundays, she made a feast of vegetables mixed with a small amount of oil. Entirely free now, she visited the churches and the holy places of Verona on solemn occasions in order to earn indulgences. But not to be seen. – she went there as soon as dawn appeared in the sky, when there was still no one in the streets. One day, as she went toward the church of the Holy Apostles, she met some thieves who took her poor cloak. She relinquished it to them gladly and ran away. But they wishing to divide their booty, drew their swords; immediately their hands withered. Stunned and grieving, they ran after the saint, returned her cloak, and implored her forgiveness. She consented to pray for them, made the sign of the cross on the hands struck by the wrath of God, and they became whole again as before. But she did not allow these wretches to leave without delivering to them a sermon to exhort them to change their lives and do penance.
She was seized by a serious attack of fever, and an angel came to warn her that her end was near. She felt such deep joy at the news that she gave thanks profusely. Then she had herself laid on the bare ground and remained there in the greatest spirit of mortification. She asked to be buried in the gateway of the Hospital, in the road, without honours. Finally she died, saying:
“I have chosen to be scorned in the house of God, rather than to live under the tents of sinners”.
As she was closing her eyes there was heard, like an echo, the sound of angels answering her in Latin:
Veni, famula Christi, Toscana, accipe coronam quam tibi Dominus praeparavit in aeternum.
Come bride of Christ, accept the crown ; which the Lord has prepared for you.
Santa Toscana – In 1342, the Knights Hospitaller acquired the relics of Santa Toscana which were placed in an ark atop the main altar.
“Transfer of the body of Saint Toscana”, oil painting on canvas, end of the 17th century, at the seat of the Delegation of the Order of Malta in Verona
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