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Saint Clotilda, Queen and Widow

by VP


Posted on Monday June 03, 2024 at 12:00AM in Saints


File:Van LOO Carle 1753 Sainte Clotilde en prière au pied du tombeau de St Mar.jpg

St. Clotilda praying at the foot of Saint Marc's Tomb. Public domain

"The Mission of the Christian Woman:
If death has entered the world through the guilt of a woman, woman has, on the other hand, oftentimes been invested with the mission of bringing salvation to the world. It suffices to mention Deborah, Judith, the incomparable Mary, Mother of God; and, coming down to our own times, Genoveva and Clotilda, to the latter of whom France owes Christianity. Being the wife of Clovis, who was a pagan, like the rest of his people, she urged her husband to become a Christian, and each day entreated Heaven to grant his conversion. Heaven came to her assistance. When he was on the point of losing the battle of Tolbiac and his troops had already begun to fly, a sudden thought recurred to the mind of Clovis, and he exclaimed: "God of Clotilda! if Thou givest me the victory, I will become a Christian." God vouchsafed to grant him the victory, and Clovis was true to his word. let not this great boon, however, allow us to forget the other virtues of Clotilda, - her humility, piety, resignation, love for the poor, her austerities, and zeal for religion. She died at Tours in 543, having had a revelation of her death thirty days beforehand, while praying at the tomb of St. Martin. Moral reflection: St. Peter traces out the mission of the Christian woman, "To win the heart of those that believe not the word." (1 Peter 3. 1.). Pictorial half hours with the saints, by Abbe Auguste François Lecanu


Prayer:

Hail, gentle and loving St. Clotilde, sweet illustrious Queen of the Franks, who by thy faith and perseverance in the Lord didst convert thy husband and made France for many centuries a venerable stalwart of the Catholic faith, I implore thy powerful intercession in this my great need. Assist me, holy St. Clotilde, from thy height of glory in heaven. Thou, who during thy earthly sojourn, didst drink deeply from the Saviour's chalice of sorrows, have pity on my dire distress, especially . . . (Here make your intention). Grant also that through my sorrows I may, like thee, purify my faith and never lose hope in the mercy of God. Amen.




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