St. Servulus was a beggar. He was afflicted with palsy; so wretched was he that he could neither sit nor stand. He was carried to the entry of a church where he begged for alms. He bore his misery patiently for the love of God, sweetly and courageously, and thus became a saint.
The Lord loved him and beautified him: He clothed him with a robe of glory, and crowned him at the gates of Paradise. — Second Nocturn: Fifth Responsory
The Imitation of Christ
He is gone before thee, carrying His cross, and He died for thee upon the cross, that thou mayest also bear thy cross and love to die on the cross.
Seventh Great Antiphon: O Emmanuel, our King and Lawgiver, the expected of the nations and their Savior, come to save us, O Lord our God.
Christmas is upon us. You will not forget what it is all about, will you? It happens so often that people are so excited about the lovely singing in church and their own wonderful surprises about the Christmas tree that the dear little Child is left stretching out His little arms to empty space before Him. But not with you in Church; He may depend upon you?
I was in prison and you visited Me.