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It’s the Feast of St. Elizabeth of Hungary, 3rd Class, with the color of White. In this episode: the meditation: “The Conversion of Zaccheus”, today’s news from the Church: “Iraq: Alqosh Mayor Denounces Selective Expulsion of Christians”, a preview of the Sermon: “Who Is the Master of Life and Death?”, and today’s thought from the Archbishop.
Saint Elizabeth of Hungary is one of those saints whose life feels almost too bright for the age she lived in. Born in 1207 as a princess of the powerful Árpád dynasty, she grew up in a world of courts, alliances, and political marriages. Yet from childhood she carried a tenderness that set her apart. Servants noticed how she slipped away from banquets to pray, and how she saved scraps from her own plate to give to beggars at the castle gate. She was married young to Ludwig of Thuringia, a nobleman whose goodness matched her own. Their marriage became a partnership of charity that astonished the court. They prayed together, ruled together, and considered the poor their shared responsibility.
Elizabeth’s love for the needy was tireless and imaginative. She built hospitals, visited the sick, fed orphans, and gave away her fine clothing without hesitation. When famine struck, she opened the royal granaries and distributed food freely. Her almsgiving provoked criticism from nobles who thought she was embarrassing the crown. Ludwig defended her every time, saying that what she gave to the poor she was lending to Christ. One well-known story tells of her carrying bread hidden in her cloak to the hungry. When confronted, she opened the cloak and roses tumbled out, a gentle sign that heaven approved what others questioned.
Her holiness was sharpened by sorrow. When Ludwig died of illness while traveling during the Crusades, Elizabeth was devastated. At twenty she was a widow with small children, facing opposition from members of the court who resented her generosity. She refused every attempt to push her toward political remarrying. Instead, she made a vow to live simply and to serve the poor more directly. She founded a hospital in Marburg and worked there with her own hands, caring for lepers and the dying. Those who lived near her said her joy never dimmed. She had discovered what she was made for.
Elizabeth died in 1231 at just twenty-four, seemingly worn out by love. Miracles were reported immediately at her tomb, and devotion to her spread rapidly across Europe. In the Middle Ages, her feast on November 17 was marked with acts of charity, gifts of bread to the hungry, and celebrations that honored her as the patroness of those who serve the poor.
Saint Elizabeth of Hungary, pray for us!
By SSPX US District, Angelus Press5
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It’s the Feast of St. Elizabeth of Hungary, 3rd Class, with the color of White. In this episode: the meditation: “The Conversion of Zaccheus”, today’s news from the Church: “Iraq: Alqosh Mayor Denounces Selective Expulsion of Christians”, a preview of the Sermon: “Who Is the Master of Life and Death?”, and today’s thought from the Archbishop.
Saint Elizabeth of Hungary is one of those saints whose life feels almost too bright for the age she lived in. Born in 1207 as a princess of the powerful Árpád dynasty, she grew up in a world of courts, alliances, and political marriages. Yet from childhood she carried a tenderness that set her apart. Servants noticed how she slipped away from banquets to pray, and how she saved scraps from her own plate to give to beggars at the castle gate. She was married young to Ludwig of Thuringia, a nobleman whose goodness matched her own. Their marriage became a partnership of charity that astonished the court. They prayed together, ruled together, and considered the poor their shared responsibility.
Elizabeth’s love for the needy was tireless and imaginative. She built hospitals, visited the sick, fed orphans, and gave away her fine clothing without hesitation. When famine struck, she opened the royal granaries and distributed food freely. Her almsgiving provoked criticism from nobles who thought she was embarrassing the crown. Ludwig defended her every time, saying that what she gave to the poor she was lending to Christ. One well-known story tells of her carrying bread hidden in her cloak to the hungry. When confronted, she opened the cloak and roses tumbled out, a gentle sign that heaven approved what others questioned.
Her holiness was sharpened by sorrow. When Ludwig died of illness while traveling during the Crusades, Elizabeth was devastated. At twenty she was a widow with small children, facing opposition from members of the court who resented her generosity. She refused every attempt to push her toward political remarrying. Instead, she made a vow to live simply and to serve the poor more directly. She founded a hospital in Marburg and worked there with her own hands, caring for lepers and the dying. Those who lived near her said her joy never dimmed. She had discovered what she was made for.
Elizabeth died in 1231 at just twenty-four, seemingly worn out by love. Miracles were reported immediately at her tomb, and devotion to her spread rapidly across Europe. In the Middle Ages, her feast on November 17 was marked with acts of charity, gifts of bread to the hungry, and celebrations that honored her as the patroness of those who serve the poor.
Saint Elizabeth of Hungary, pray for us!

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