LONG, long ago, there lived a saint so good that the astonished angels came down from heaven to see how a mortal could be so godly. He simply went about his daily life, diffusing virtue as the star diffuses light, and the flower perfume, without even being aware of it.
Two words summed up his day:— he gave, he forgave. Yet these words never fell from his lips: they were expressed in his ready smile, in his kindness, forbearance and charity.
The angels said to God: "O Lord, grant him the gift of miracles" God replied: "I consent: ask what he wishes."
