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Saints of the Month: February

                       Marcion met St. Polycarp at Rome, he asked
                       the aged Saint if he knew him. “Yes,” St.
                       Polycarp answered, “I know you for the
                       first-born of Satan.” These were the words
                       of a Saint most loving and most charitable,
                       and specially noted for his compassion to
                       sinners. He hated heresy, because he loved
                       God and man so much. In 167, persecution
                       broke out in Smyrna. When Polycarp heard
                       that his pursuers were at the door, he said,
                       “The will of God be done; ” and meeting
                       them, he begged to be left alone for a little
                       time, which he spent in prayer for “the
                       Catholic Church throughout the world.” He
                       was brought to Smyrna early on Holy
                       Saturday; and, as he entered, a voice was
                       heard from heaven, “Polycarp, be strong.”
                       When the proconsul besought him to curse
                       Christ and go free, Polycarp answered,
                       “Eighty-six years I have served Him, and He
                       never did me wrong; how can I blaspheme
                       my King and Saviour?” When he threatened
                       him with fire, Polycarp told him this fire of
                       his lasted but a little, while the fire
                       prepared for the wicked lasted forever. At
                       the stake he thanked God aloud for letting
                       him drink of Christ’s chalice. The fire was
                       lighted, but it did him no hurt; so he was
                       stabbed to the heart, and his dead body was
                       burnt. “Then,” say the writers of his acts,
                       “we took up the bones, more precious than
                       the richest jewels or gold, and deposited
                       them in a fitting place, at which may God
                       grant us to assemble with joy to celebrate


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