St. Maurice and Companions
When the Emperor Maximilian led his army into Gaul, the Theban legion, composed of 660 soldiers under the command of St. Maurice, refused to honor the gods. They were all massacred.
These are they who are come out of great tribulation and have washed their robes, and have made them white in the blood of the Lamb. — Epistle, Apocalypse 7
The Imitation of Christ
The nature of thy Beloved is such that He will not admit of a rival; but He will have thy heart for Himself alone, and sit as king upon His own throne.
Do you notice how many groups of saints we have these days of the first month of school? These men were “live wires,” every one, men who did their duty as soldiers, or as students, or as good children. You hear of nothing extraordinary about St. Maurice and his companions except that they were better fighters than any other contingent of the Roman army. That is all there is to being a saint. Do your duty well and do everything for the glory of God, whether you write English or draw illustrations for science experiments or bring up coal for your mother in the kitchen.
Go at everything you do with the air of “I’m glad I’m alive today to be doing this little piece of work toward earning my halo.” Then, let it be the kind of work to which you youself would not be ashamed to grant a halo.
Let me but do my work from day to day,
In the field or forest, at the desk or loom.
This is my blessing, not my doom.