By August 10, 1941, feast of the Spanish-born martyr Lawrence, one of the greatest glories of the Church of Rome, Father Maximilian Kolbe had already been placed in his isolated cell, waiting for the slow death planned by his captors. As Saint Lawrence so many centuries earlier, that was his cross - he would not be running away from it.
What gave Kolbe so much strength? A well cultivated interior life, under the protection of the Immaculata, the same loving face that Christ saw from the Cross. As Lawrence, Kolbe could proclaim confidently in his trials, "My night has no darkness, but all things break forth in light."
Our newest contributor, Francesca Romana, sent us the following text for the 70th anniversary of the martyrdom of Saint M. Kolbe.
Our newest contributor, Francesca Romana, sent us the following text for the 70th anniversary of the martyrdom of Saint M. Kolbe.
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The Contemplative Life in the Martyr of Auschwitz
During his stay in Rome, St. Maximilian witnessed the raging hatred of the enemies of God and of the Church. Inspired by Divine Grace and with unlimited confidence in the Holy Virgin, he founded the Militia of the Immaculate, conceived as an army of souls occupied in the fight for one’s own sanctification and that of others and for the conversion of the enemies of the Church, especially the Freemasons.
He was then sent, after only one year of study, to the International College in Rome, to obtain a degree in philosophy and theology. Here he edified everyone in the College with his exceptional kindness bound to a rare intelligence. It suffices to say that the Rector of the College, Fr. Stefano Ignudi, defined him as the “Holy youth.” One of his companions stated: “He was truly holy in the exact meaning of the word.” This same companion continues: “He was humble and meek in everything and with everyone…. He was most observant of the Rule. At the first sign of the Superior or of the monastic bell, he would immediately become silent, interrupting the word that he was pronouncing… As for his devotion, love for the Blessed Sacrament touched the deepest recessed of his heart. He enrolled himself for perpetual Adoration…He visited the Blessed Sacrament every hour….His devotion to Our Lady was sincere and filial. During the daily walk he exhorted me to recite the Rosary and other prayers with him, especially the Memorare and Sub tuum praesidium…. He often did the same during the free time, when we met each other each other in the courtyard of the College. He always gave Our Lady the title of my Mama….Never in my life have I met a person who loved Our Lady more than Fr. Maximilian. He was a true son of Mary Most Holy.”
While in Rome, the young Saint was always ill. He had continuous migraines during the long years of philosophical and theological study. In 1914, because of his anaemic-lymphatic temperament he became gravelly ill with gangrene on his left thumb. The doctor decided that an urgent amputation was necessary which, without an Apostolic dispensation would have seriously compromised his priestly ordination. But it was cured by pouring some water from Lourdes on the wound.