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The "Angelic Doctor" and "Universal Doctor," his intellect and learning were phenomenal, yet he was humble and charming. Knew the Bible by heart, remembered all he had read, could dictate to 3 secretaries at once. All the charming stories about him. Great!

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Philosophie et théologie

Christian theology

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Publié par	TAN Books
Date de parution	01 juillet 1995
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781618902870
Langue	English

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BOOKS BY MARY FABYAN WINDEATT
A Series of Twenty Books Stories o f the Saints for Young People ages 10 to 100
THE CHILDREN OF FATIMA And Our Lady’s Message to the World
THE CURE OF ARS The Story of St. John Vianney, Patron Saint of Parish Priests
THE LITTLE FLOWER The Story of St. Therese of the Child Jesus
PATRON SAINT OF FIRST COMMUNICANTS The Story of Blessed Imelda Lambertini
THE MIRACULOUS MEDAL The Story of Our Lady’s Appearances to St. Catherine Laboure
ST. LOUIS DE MONTFORT The Story of Our Lady’s Slave, St. Louis Mary Grignion De Montfort
SAINT THOMAS AQUINAS The Story of “The Dumb Ox”
SAINT CATHERINE OF SIENA The Story of the Girl Who Saw Saints in the Sky
SAINT HYACINTH OF POLAND The Story of the Apostle of the North
SAINT MARTIN DE FORBES The Story of the Little Doctor of Lima, Peru
SAINT ROSE OF LIMA The Story of the First Canonized Saint of the Americas
PAULINE JARICOT Foundress of the Living Rosary & The Society for the Propagation of the Faith
SAINT DOMINIC Preacher of the Rosary and Founder of the Dominican Order
SAINT PAUL THE APOSTLE The Story of the Apostle to the Gentiles
SAINT BENEDICT The Story of the Father of the Western Monks
KING DAVID AND HIS SONGS A Story of the Psalms
SAINT MARGARET MARY And the Promises of the Sacred Heart of Jesus
SAINT JOHN MASIAS Marvelous Dominican Gatekeeper of Lima, Peru
SAINT FRANCIS SOLANO Wonder-Worker of the New World and Apostle of Argentina and Peru
BLESSED MARIE OF NEW FRANCE The Story of the First Missionary Sisters in Canada

Nihil Obstat: Jerome Palmer, O.S.B. Censor Deputatus Imprimi Potest: Ignatius Esser, O.S.B. Abbot of St. Meinrad’s Abbey Imprimatur: Joseph E. Ritter, D.D. Archbishop of Indianapolis Feast of Saint Dominic August 4, 1945
Copyright © 1943 by THE GRAIL, St. Meinrad’s Abbey, Inc., St. Meinrad, Indiana.
This book first appeared, in serial form, in the pages of The Torch . This book was previously published in book form under the title of My Name Is Thomas .
The type in this book is the property of TAN Books, an Imprint of Saint Benedict Press, LLC., and may not be reproduced, in whole or in part, without written permission from the Publisher. (This restriction applies only to reproduction of this type, not to quotations from the book.)
ISBN: 978-0-89555-420-8
Library of Congress Catalog Card No.: 92-82033
Printed and bound in the United States of America.
TAN Books An Imprint of Saint Benedict Press, LLC Charlotte, North Carolina 2012
for R EV . F RANCIS N. W ENDELL , O.P., Provincial Director of the Third Order of Saint Dominic, in grateful appreciation.
C ONTENTS
I NTRODUCTION
C HAPTER O NE
I Go to School
C HAPTER T WO
I Go to Naples
C HAPTER T HREE
I Go to Prison
C HAPTER F OUR
I Go to Cologne
C HAPETR F IVE
I Go to Paris
C HAPTER S IX
I Go to Heaven
C HAPTER S EVEN
I Go to Work
P RAYERS
Confession Its Fruitful Practice
1. The Blessings of Confession
2. The Five Things Necessary for a Good Confession
Examination of Conscience
False Consciences and Their Remedies — The Lax Conscience — The Scrupulous Conscience — The Doubtful Conscience — How to Make a Good Examination of Conscience.
Contrition
The Qualities of Contrition — Interior Contrition — Supernatural Contrition — Perfect and Imperfect Contrition — Universal Contrition — Sovereign Contrition — Relapses into Former Sins.
Purpose of Amendment
Occasions of Sin — Purpose of Amendment Must Be Specific.
Confession and Absolution
The Confession of Sins — Qualities of a Good Confession — Confession of Venial Sins — Sacrilegious Confessions — General Confession — Frequent Confession — The Absolution of the Priest.
Satisfaction
The Sacramental Penance — Voluntary Penances — Indulgences.
3. How to Make a Good Confession
The Examination of Conscience
Beginning Prayer — Points for the Examination of Conscience — The Ten Commandments of God — The Six Precepts of the Church — The Seven Capital Sins — Duties of Particular States of Life — Corporal and Spiritual Works of Mercy.
Considerations to Excite Contrition
The Enormity of Sin — God’s Benefits to Me — The Love of Jesus Christ.
Prayers Before Confession
Act of Contrition and Purpose of Amendment — Prayer before a Crucifix — Prayer of St. Gertrude — A Short and Efficacious Act of Contrition.
An Easy Method of Going to Confession
Prayers After Confession
Psalm 102 — Prayer of Thanksgiving — Prayer before Performing the Sacramental Penance.
I NTRODUCTION
I HAVE been dead a long time. In fact, I died on March 7, 1274, and my body now rests in the Dominican church in Toulouse, France. But my body is the least important part of me. It is my soul that matters, and my soul has been having a wonderful time for hundreds of years because it is in Heaven.
Through the grace and by the gift of God, my soul sees all the boys and girls in the world today. My soul knows each of you very well, the schools you attend, the teachers who instruct you in religion, arithmetic and geography. My soul is very anxious that you do well in school, that you learn much—especially about our holy Catholic Faith, and that you grow up to do great things. This is not so strange, since some years ago the Pope made me Patron of Catholic Schools. He gave me special charge of each Catholic student in the world. I have been very busy since then helping boys and girls in their work.
As I said, my body is in the French city of Toulouse, but my soul is very much alive. Someday your soul and my soul will meet. In the meantime, please believe that I am your friend, always ready to listen to your troubles, your plans, your studies.
But who am I?

C HAPTER O NE
I G O TO S CHOOL
M Y NAME is Thomas, and I was born in a castle in Italy in the year 1225. My father was a rich man, the Count of Aquin, and I was his third son. Poor Father! He was a good soul and he made great plans for me. When I was six years old, he sent me to school at the Benedictine Abbey of Monte Cassino. He told my teachers I was to be a priest.
“My two oldest boys will be soldiers like myself,” he said. “I think Thomas should go into the service of the Church.”
I went off to school with my future clearly mapped out for me. I was to be a monk. More than that. My father said that when I was older I was to be Abbot of Monte Cassino, a position held for some years by his own brother. My mother, whose name was Theodora, agreed with him.
“I’m so proud of you, Thomas!” she often said. “Someday you’ll be in charge of that wonderful Abbey. Everyone will look up to you as long as you live!”
What could I say? I loved my parents and had been brought up to obey them. When I finally saw my uncle, the Abbot of Monte Cassino (he was a white-haired old man in a black robe, with a gold cross around his neck and a handsome ring on his finger), I began to wonder. What kind of an Abbot would I make? My hair was not white. I didn’t know how to read. And I had a feeling that I could never spend my whole life in one place, even in such a beautiful place as the Abbey. There were other difficulties, too. Suppose the monks did not want me for their leader when I was grown up? Suppose some other boy would make a better Abbot?
“Don’t worry about such things,” my father said. “If I wish my son Thomas to be head of the Abbey, he’ll be head of it. Never fear. Am I not Count Landulph of Aquin? Am I not a nephew of the great Emperor, Frederick Barbarossa?”
“Yes, Father,” I answered meekly. But I had a strange feeling as I said these words. I, Thomas of Aquin, would never be a Benedictine Abbot. Although I was only a six-year-old boy, I felt quite sure that some other kind of life would be mine.
I liked going to school at Monte Cassino, however. The rugged mountain where Saint Benedict and his monks had settled seven hundred years before was really beautiful. The other boys and I often watched the monks laboring in the fields. We went into the work rooms, too, and saw cloth being woven from wool, old manuscripts being copied in the library. Always there was a lot of activity going on at Monte Cassino, for long ago, when Saint Benedict had first founded his colonies of monks, he had insisted upon two things. The monks should work with their hands many hours every day. They should also spend themselves in praising God by the chanting of Psalms and other prayers. Nothing was to be preferred to this latter work.
So it was that Monte Cassino resembled a very busy but a very holy town. The monks grew everything that was necessary to feed themselves as well as the boys who studied in their school. Then, at certain hours, they went to their chapel to sing the praises of God. Sometimes, as I listened to these holy men chanting the ancient Psalms, I wondered if it might not be good to spend my life at Monte Cassino.

I was to be a monk, too.
Everything was so orderly and peaceful.
But as soon as such thoughts came, a strange little voice inside me would start to laugh.
“You’re not going to stay here, Thomas. Someone else will be Abbot.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s God’s Will.”
“How do you know?”
“I just know. And don’t keep asking me questions.”
I wondered who was right, my father or the little voice. It seemed as though I would stay forever at the Abbey. But when five years had passed, a great thing happened. I was sent home to Rocca Secca, to the great castle where I had been born. I was eleven years old now, and it was good to see my family once more—Father, Mother, my sisters and brothers. Mother cried a little when she saw me first, but soon she was all smiles.
“Oh, Thomas! How I’ve missed you! And how big you’ve grown! Look, Landulph, he’s really very tall for eleven!”
My father made funny noises in his throat, but his eyes were kind as he looked me up and down.
“Not bad, not bad at all,” he murmured. “The monks seem to have treated you very well.”
“Yes, Father. The Abbey is a wond