Life of Father Ignatius of St. Paul, Passionist (The Hon. & Rev. George Spencer). — John Shaqi
Life of Father Ignatius of St. Paul, Passionist (The Hon. & Rev. George Spencer).Pius a Sp. Sancto (Pius a Spiritu Sancto)
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Life of Father Ignatius of St. Paul, Passionist (The Hon. & Rev. George Spencer).
Pius a Sp. Sancto (Pius a Spiritu Sancto)
Passionists; Spencer, George, 1799-1864
"This was not the worst misery. My ignorance in the mysteries of
iniquity was soon apparent. However much I strove to keep my
countenance firm, I could not hear immodesties without blushing. I
was, on this account, a choice object of the fun of some of the
boys, who took delight in forcing me to hear instructions in
iniquity. One evening after another, I well remember, the quarters
would be invaded where I and my companions were established; all our
little employments would be interrupted, our rooms filled with dirt,
our beds, perhaps, tossed about, and a noisy row kept up for hours,
of which sometimes one, and sometimes another of our set was the
principal butt. I was set up as a choice object, of course, on
account of my simplicity and inexperience in their ways, so that
some of the partners of these plagues with me would blame me for
being so silly {15} as to pretend ignorance of what their foul
expressions meant; for they could not believe it possible that I
should really be so simple as not to understand them. I maintained
for some time a weak conflict in my soul against all this flood of
evil. For a little time I found one short space of comfort through
the day, when at length, after an evening thus spent, I got to bed,
and in secret wept and prayed myself to sleep; but the trial was too
strong and too often repeated. I had no kind friend to speak to.
"Mr. Godley still lived at the Wharf, and though he seemed to think
it right not to press himself upon me, he asked me to come and dine
when I pleased. Two or three times I went to dine with him, and
these were my last really happy days, when for an hour or two I
could give my mind liberty to feel at ease, and recollect my former
feelings in this kindly company. But I could not, I dared not, tell
him all I was now exposed to, and so I was left to stand my ground
alone. Had any one then told me that by myself I must not hope to
resist temptation, and rightly directed me how to call on God for
help, I have since thought I might have stood it; but I had not yet
known the force of temptation, nor learnt by experience the power of
God to support the weak. My weakness I now felt by clear experience,
and after a short conflict,--for this battle was soon gained by the
great enemy who was so strong in the field against me,--I remember
well the conclusion striking my mind, that the work of resistance
was useless, and that I must give up. Where were you, O my God,
might I now exclaim, to leave me thus alone and unprotected on such
a boisterous sea? Ah! my Lord, I have never found fault with thy
divine appointments in thus permitting me to fall. Only I say, as
before, give me grace now fully to recover what I lost; and I will
ever bless thee for allowing me to have known so much evil, if it be
but that I may warn others,
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