The Visit of St. Joseph

 Difficult times came for Santa Chiara School in 1897 and the years following.  Don Albera had been transferred to Mornico.  The suppliers pressed for payment, but the money did not get scarce... it dried up completely.

The novena to St. Joseph had begun.  In order to obtain the grace that he earnestly desired, Don Orione spent several nights in Eucharistic vigils.  In the mornings he would be found asleep on the altar steps.

Meanwhile Forneris the baker was refusing to supply bread; other creditors came, raised their voices and vented their anger, but they had to leave unsatisfied.  To avoid the torment of this mortifying harassment, Don Orione gave orders to the doorkeeper not to let anyone else in.

A stranger arrived and asked to go up to the superior's office because he wanted to speak with Don Orione urgently.  The doorkeeper, faithful to his mission, pointed out that he had orders not to let anyone in.  The stranger insisted and the doorkeeper, shrugging his shoulders, set off to announce him.

"By the way," he said, "whose name will I say?"

"My name is not necessary; there's no need."

The doorkeeper went up to Don Orione's room and reported.

"But did he not tell you who he was?" asked the superior.

"He did not want to tell me."

"Okay, we'll see."

A minute later the stranger was in front of Don Orione, asking about him and about his work.  When Don Orione had satisfied all his questions he drew an envelope from his inside pocket and handed it to him saying:  "This is for you."

He then made as if to go.

Don Orione looked and was struck by the cheerful expression on that face enclosed in a white beard and lit up by two most gentle deep-blue eyes.

"Would you be so kind as to give me your name so that I may..."

The unknown benefactor responded with a good-natured smile:  "There is no need."  After making a bow went out.

Don Orione opened the envelope and saw that it contained a thousand lire.  Never had he seen such a sum, such Providence.

He slipped out between the chair and the little table, opened the door to get to that generous person, but did not make it in time to see him.  Then, going down the stairs, he ordered the doorkeeper to follow the stranger and call him back, or at least find out where he was going.  The doorkeeper knew nothing about him; no-one had gone out that way.

Nevertheless he went out on to the street, looking right and left, but there was no means of recognising him.

Relating this episode to Mgr. Novelli, his confessor, Don Orione was told that it could have been St. Joseph coming to bring him a gift from Providence and he protested that he seemed too young.  Monsignor Novelli, however, rejoined that even St. Joseph... was young.

There is no need to add that the thousand lire were immediately handed over to the bursar, Don Risi.  By that evening he had barely two hundred left, having paid off the more concerned creditors with the rest of it.

The Pope, My Sweetest and Greatest Love

            In a Christmas letter, written in 1922, St. Luigi Orione invites us to be faithful to the Pope, “the sweet Christ on earth”, and to consume our lives serving the Church.

I now embrace you spiritually, each and everyone, with a holy kiss, and I encourage you to practice virtue, my sons, who are my soul. I urge you always to have the greatest confidence in Divine Providence, my sons, and to love one another, to love one another together, to love one another very much, and to love souls… Souls! Always seek the humble and the abandoned.

 

This is the desire upon which my soul is set. But even before that, my sweet and great love is the Pope, that is, Christ. For you and for me, the Pope is Jesus Christ himself: “the sweet Christ on earth”, –as Catherine of Siena used to call him. Loving the Pope is loving Jesus Christ. Therefore, we must be able, through a particularly heavenly grace, to use, consume, and offer our lives humbly and faithfully at the feet of the Church, for the holy Church, for the bishops and for the Pope.

In this way,

–faithful to the internal and mysterious action of the Spirit,

–obedient to that eternal Truth which is the source of our freedom,

–guided by the authentic and infallible Magisterium

–living in the Church alone, in a spirit of love and of gentle, sacred and fraternal communion,

may the Sons of Divine Providence, with the help of God, believe, hope, struggle, suffer and love!

May they walk confidently the right path of the Lord, with “their loins girt” and “their lamps lit” in their hands, with their faces and their hearts uplifted to the celestial Virgin. May they grow in all things to arrive at the one who is our Master, Jesus Christ. For the Church and for the Pope, let us ascend to Christ!

Don Orione’s Paternity

by Fr. Flavio Peloso

Don Orione founded a family, with himself as the father. He had the heart of a father. What kind of father was he?

Let us consider some moments in his life.

* Don Orione replied to the aspirant, David Sacco from Noto: “You do not know my rules, but you know my life, and the aims I work for; nothing for myself, everything for God and the Holy Roman Church, and any sacrifice whatsoever to make me holy and to save and comfort my brothers’ souls. A heart which reaches out beyond every boundary, being so filled with the love of my crucified God ...”

* Fr. Piccinini, then a twelve-year-old boy and an orphan of the Marsica earthquake, was seriously ill with pneumonia. Don Orione gave the child his own bed and frequently went to check on  him even at night, to see if he was coughing, was feeling bad, or needed anything.

* On 10th April 1909, from Palermo, in the midst of so many problems, he wrote to a twelve-year-old boy from Tortona, who was an orphan and ill; “Dear Venturi, I will soon come and visit you. See, your Superior remembers you from Palermo ...” The boy died a few days later, but he passed away with that comforting “kiss” from Don Orione.

* During his trip with Ignazio Silone, Don Orione became close to him, and told him about himself, his problems and plans…... the many postcards he wrote, so that as many people as possible would receive a greeting… “for some, these may be the only greetings they will get!”

* On his 25th priestly anniversary, he was caring for a dying seminarian, Basilio Viano, “carrying out those humble but sacred services such as a mother does for her children ...”

* In 1923, deeply distressed, he wrote that "these sons of mine are hungry” and that he wished to return to South America like “an immigrant father, searching for the means to feed his family.”

* After the death of seminarian Ruggeri’s father, Don Orione wrote to him: “I will be your father from now on!”

* In 1939, he wrote on a Christmas card: "Jesus, I desire to be the happiness of your heart, I desire to be the consolation of your Church: I desire to be the happiness of those around me and those who will come to me. Fiat! Fiat! Don Orione ".

The Consolation of Belonging to the Little Clergy (Altar Servants Group)

 Messina, 2nd March 1913

 

To the President and members of the Little Clergy (Altar Servants Group)

 of the Salesian Oratory of Valdocco.

I have received, my dear sons, the fine letter that your respected President sent me in his name and yours, and I thank you with all my heart.

Yes, in the three years that I received from Our Most Blessed Lady and the Venerable Don Bosco the grace of staying at the Oratory; I was part of your Little Clergy (Altar Servants Group); the memory of it gives me consolation even now and has always done me good.  It is not true, however, that I was ever President, but as I was already rather advanced in years and mature, and also had a particular feeling for the Clergy, it obviously happened that dear Fr. Bistolfi, carried away by his affection in the Lord for an old fellow pupil, has made a mistake.

The first Presidents were Fumagalli and then Bianchi, who I think were Salesians, the latter one at least, as I met him about six years ago at Casale Monferrato Station.  He was going to Borgo San Martino, which was providential as he lent me the money to return to Tortona as I had none.  Then there was Bottazzi, now a priest and vice-rector at the Episcopal Boarding School of St. Clare in Alessandria.  Then Giovanni Martinasso my colleague - who, after the third form, went to Foglizzo where the Salesian novitiate then was - and Manassero.  I think Martinasso is a missionary; I felt that he would do great good; and after him came Felice Talacchini.  They were all young men of great piety and spirituality, studying to enable themselves to do good for souls, and left me a wonderful memory of good example.

Our Most Blessed Lady, in fact, chose several of them, who remained Salesians, and made them her apostles among the primitive peoples.  Thus I hope it will be with many of you, my blessed sons, who have received the gift of being in the shadow of Our Most Blessed Lady of Help and of absorbing more closely the spirit of Don Bosco, Don Rua and so many other holy Salesians.

*  *  *

Dear sons, if you knew what a great grace you have received from the Lord, that of growing up in the Oratory of Valdocco! It is a thing that you will understand later, when you are far away.

Be sure to appreciate this time spent living here, and every day thank the Most Blessed Virgin and the Venerable Don Bosco and your Superiors.  Remain close to the Little Clergy, always grateful to your good Superiors for being able to be part of it, and when you come to the altar of Our Lady of Help pray also for me.  I also, here or wherever I am, will pray to her for you all that she will bless you all and that you will grow up in the love of the Lord.

You see, I so greatly feel the good that belonging to your Clergy has done for me, that when I am going through Turin and am able to go to Our Lady of Help, I go and kneel in the presbytery, at a place where I used to go when I went out with the Clergy; and there, at the feet of the Most Holy Virgin, I try to become a child again as I was at that time, and to renew the consecration of my whole self to Our Lady and to regain my lost vigour, and I always find a great heavenly consolation there.

I cannot send you my photograph because I do not have one, but I am sending you a card on which I am at the left of Bishop La Fontaine, who is now in Rome, and who will be working for the Beatification of Don Bosco.  He took in a group of little orphans after the catastrophe.

          I thank you once again.  Pay my respects to your most worthy Superiors and also my dear Fr. Bistolfi.  I will always be pleased to receive any good news that you may give me from your Little Clergy.  I remain in Our Lord and Blessed Mary.

                   Your most affectionate confrère,

                   Fr. Luigi Orione

                   of Divine Providence.