{"id":31657,"date":"2014-05-11T07:00:56","date_gmt":"2014-05-11T14:00:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/restlesspilgrim.net\/blog\/?p=31657"},"modified":"2016-05-08T17:23:00","modified_gmt":"2016-05-09T00:23:00","slug":"saintly-mother","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/restlesspilgrim.net\/blog\/2014\/05\/11\/saintly-mother\/","title":{"rendered":"What does it take to be a mother of a Saint?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright wp-image-31762\" src=\"http:\/\/restlesspilgrim.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/Augustine-and-Monica-300x165.jpg\" alt=\"Augustine and Monica\" width=\"410\" height=\"226\" srcset=\"https:\/\/restlesspilgrim.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/Augustine-and-Monica-300x165.jpg 300w, https:\/\/restlesspilgrim.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/Augustine-and-Monica.jpg 600w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 410px) 100vw, 410px\" \/>Today is Mother&#8217;s Day in America, so I&#8217;d like to say a few words about one of my favourite mothers in\u00a0history.\u00a0St. Monica was the mother of St. Augustine, the great Father of the Early Church. She was born in Tagaste, North Africa, to a Christian family. When she reached a marriageable age, she was given in marriage to Patricius, a pagan of infidelity and foul temper. Monica\u00a0endured a lot during their marriage, but through her patience and kindness, Patricius underwent conversion and was baptized a year before his\u00a0death.<\/p>\n<p>Monica and Patricius had three children, a son called\u00a0Navigius, a daughter called Perpetua, and another son, Augustine. Navigius appears to have been a faithful\u00a0son, Perpetua later entered the religious life, but Augustine? Well, his path in life was something of a bumpy ride&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>While away at school in Carthage, Augustine had\u00a0what we\u00a0might call today &#8220;The True\u00a0College Experience&#8221;. He partied a lot, took a mistress and became a follower of the\u00a0Manichees (not to be confused with <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Manatee\" target=\"_blank\">manatees<\/a>!), a belief system which bore the marks of what we would recognize today as something akin to New Age.\u00a0Having excelled in his education, Augustine went in search of\u00a0fame and fortune.<\/p>\n<p>The future Saint\u00a0was not exactly the greatest son to his mother. For example, when he discovered that Monica was intending to accompany him to Rome, he snuck away on an earlier ship, abandoning her at the port! During all these tumultuous years Monica prayed, fasted and wept for her son. When she sought help from a local bishop, she was told\u00a0<span style=\"color: #000000\"><em>&#8220;God&#8217;s time will come&#8230;it is not possible that the son of so many tears should perish&#8221;<\/em>.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>The rest of Augustine&#8217;s story is well worth recounting, but I do not have room here today. To cut a long story short,\u00a0he eventually embraced the Catholic Faith and became a priest and bishop. While they were together in Ostia, Monica\u00a0said these words to her son:<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px\"><span style=\"color: #000080\"><em>&#8220;Son, &#8230;now that <span style=\"text-decoration: underline\">my hopes in this world are satisfied<\/span>, I do not know what more I want here&#8230; There was indeed <span style=\"text-decoration: underline\">one thing<\/span> for which I wished to tarry a little in this life, and that was <span style=\"text-decoration: underline\">that I might see you a Catholic Christian before I died<\/span>. My God has answered this more than abundantly&#8230;&#8221;\u00a0<\/em>&#8211; The Confessions, Book IX, Chapter IX<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Five days later Monica fell\u00a0ill and it was clear that she was dying. Augustine&#8217;s brother, Navigius, said he didn&#8217;t wish her to die abroad, particularly since earlier in her life, Monica had spoken of her great desire to be laid to\u00a0rest with her husband. However, now on the threshold of death, she responded:<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px\"><span style=\"color: #000080\"><em>&#8220;Lay this body anywhere, and do not let the care of it be a trouble to you at all. Only this I ask: that you will <span style=\"text-decoration: underline\">remember me at the Lord&#8217;s altar<\/span>, wherever you are&#8221;<\/em> &#8211; The Confessions, Book IX, Chapter XI<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Monica died a few days later. I would like to close\u00a0this post with Augustine&#8217;s own words as he grieved for the mother:<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px\"><span style=\"color: #000080\"><em>I closed her eyes; and there flowed in a great sadness on my heart&#8230; \u00a0I was full of joy because of her testimony in her last illness, when <span style=\"text-decoration: underline\">she praised my dutiful attention<\/span> and called me kind, and recalled with great affection of love that she had never heard any harsh or reproachful sound from my mouth against her. But yet, O my God who made us, <span style=\"text-decoration: underline\">how can that honour I paid her be compared with her service to me<\/span>? <\/em>&#8211; Book IX, Chapter XII<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today is Mother&#8217;s Day in America, so I&#8217;d like to say a few words about one of my favourite mothers in\u00a0history.\u00a0St. Monica was the mother of St. Augustine, the great Father of the Early Church. She was born in Tagaste, North Africa, to a Christian family. 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