What is your fav. Saint? I got 2 strong ones

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I haven’t read any good books on my favorite Saints. St. John of the Cross is my all time favorite followed by the works of St. Francis de Sales. What is your fav. Saint…and why?
 
St. Faustina. I’m not exactly sure why she’s my favorite saint. When I first heard her name, before knowing anything about her, I was immediately drawn to her. I believe she had something to do with it, though.
 
I have two male saints I love
St. Jude because he really gets things done when you need him, and St. Micheal because I feel like he has protected me from many dangers.

and two female saints

St. Elena for her help with my marital issues, and St. Brigid of Kildare I was born on her feast day!
 
St. John of the Cross
He helped a great deal during my conversion to the Church from Protestantism. I had never before read anyone who wrote with such truth and beauty about Our Blessed Lord. I saw how this man loved Our Lord Jesus Christ so fully and so deeply and more profoundly than I could have imagined possible; and his life was devoted completely to his Beloved. I thought, if this man, who was wounded so deeply by his love for Christ is a part of the Catholic Church, than I must be as well. Through him I was introduced to St. Teresa of Avila and through them to Carmelite spirituality. I owe a great deal to him and when I think of him and ask his intercession, I am constantly reminded to look to and think always of Jesus Christ and I am immensely grateful and filled with joy to be a part of this everlasting family we call the Church.
 
St. Albert the Great (confirmation saint), and St. Thomas Aquinas. Because I’m a nerd.
 
I like St. Thomas Aquinas and St. Teresa of Avila. Brilliant writers, both of them.

I also really like Bl. Dina Belanger because she was very humble and because we have so much in common. 🙂
 
I have two…and they are polar opposites. St. Thomas Aquinas because of his intellect and St. Martin of Tours. I won’t insult anyone with the life story of St. Thomas Aquinas. I’m sure anyone that spends any time on this site is already familiar with his life and writings. Some might be less familiar with St. Martin of Tours. He was an adult convert and a Roman soldier. He had a powerful conversion and refused to fight. Accused of cowardice, he volunteered to march in front of the army unarmed, thus proving he was willing to die for his beliefs, just not kill for the belief of others. He is also a study of how we should treat the poor. As a soldier, he shared his army cloak with a poor, almost naked beggar. He cut his cloak in two, giving the poor man half of what he had.
 
WilT said:
I haven’t read any good books on my favorite Saints. St. John of the Cross is my all time favorite followed by the works of St. Francis de Sales. What is your fav. Saint…and why?
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St. Francis of Assisi, because he preached the Gospel by living it. He saw Jesus in every living human being & creature of God’s creation.
 
Saint Joseph, who was also my confirmation Saint, because I want to imitate his obedience and relationship he had with God, but more so, his example of being a loving and faithful husband and father. I want a family of my own and want to be a great father and husband for them, who is this way because of his faith.

Saint Therese the Little Flower, because what little I currently know about her is so humble. I tend to be a pretty kind and reserved person, and I want to be who and what God wants, but I sometimes feel like I’m not a big shot myself, and I’m pleased just being in my corner of life praying and striving to do what’s right.

Saint Joan of Arc, because I find the huge conflicts in her life being overcome amazing, simply because of her age. She is very inspiring to me when I remember the unwavering faith she professed even when facing death. Plus I really enjoy history, and she’s one of the few people who you can learn about in regular history books, which is pretty cool, and makes me feel like it’s cool that no one really denies her existence or role in history (like other people from our faith). 🙂
 
I am pretty devoted to St Joseph and St Therese of Lisieux, but the saint who really inspires me is St Mary of Egypt. Love her.
 
It’s hard to choose, and there are so many that I want to get to know (I am a fairly new convert), but St. Ignatious of Loyola was instrumental in my conversion, and I have a very strong connection to St. Rita.

I’m also very drawn to St. Monica, but haven’t really gotten to know her all that much yet. I guess it’s time to read ‘Confessions’. As a single mom, I call on St. Joseph often, and I’ve also been reading St. Faustina’s diary and feel a connection to her also - there are so many!
 
Thank you O’ most Holy Saints for your constant intercessions and watchfulness. We go through life at times believing we are alone in our struggles but we know that you are there along with Christ our Reedemer and Mother Mary giving us, always, your life examples to live by. :thankyou:
 
I read about St. Eulalia of Merida awhile back and I’ve become rather fond of her story. Bravery is a respectable thing regardless of the religion.

My BIL sent me a medal of St. Dunstan recently as well. Anyone who would pinch the Devil’s nose with his smithing tongs is alright with me.
 
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I am pretty devoted to St Joseph and St Therese of Lisieux, but the saint who really inspires me is St Mary of Egypt. Love her.
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I forgot to say why I admire St Mary of Egypt! She lived an extremely sinful life for many years, but due to divine intervention she converted, eventually being led by the Blessed Virgin out into the desert where she lived the rest of her days in penance. She was an ascetic, a desert hermit, and could walk on water, tell a stranger his name before he told her. If there’s hope for St Mary of Egypt then there’s hope for all of us!

"Born probably about 344; died about 421. At the early age of twelve Mary left her home and came to Alexandria, where for upwards of seventeen years she led a life of public prostitution. At the end of that time, on the occasion of a pilgrimage to Jerusalem for the Feast of the Exaltation of the Holy Cross, she embarked for Palestine, not however with the intention of making the pilgrimage, but in the hope that life on board ship would afford her new and abundant opportunities of gratifying an insatiable lust. Arrived in Jerusalem she persisted in her shameless life, and on the Feast of the Exaltation of the Cross joined the crowds towards the church where the sacred relic was venerated, hoping to meet in the gathering some new victims whom she might allure into sin. And now came the turning-point in her career. When she reached the church door, she suddenly felt herself repelled by some secret force, and having vainly attempted three or four times to enter, she retired to a corner of the churchyard, and was struck with remorse for her wicked life, which she recognized as the cause of her exclusion from the church. Bursting into bitter tears and beating her breast, she began to bewail her sins. Just then her eyes fell upon a statue of the Blessed Virgin above the spot where she was standing, and in deep faith and humility of heart she besought Our Lady for help, and permission to enter the church and venerate the sacred wood on which Jesus had suffered, promising that if her request were granted, she would then renounce forever the world and its ways, and forthwith depart whithersoever Our Lady might lead her. Encouraged by prayer and counting on the mercy of the Mother of God, she once more approached the door of the church, and this time succeeded in entering without the slightest difficulty. Having adored the Holy Cross and kissed the pavement of the church, she returned to Our Lady’s statue, and while praying there for guidance as to her future course, she seemed to hear a voice from afar telling her that if she crossed the Jordan, she would find rest. That same evening Mary reached the Jordan and received Holy Communion in a church dedicated to the Baptist, and the day following crossed the river and wandered eastward into the desert that stretches towards Arabia.

Here she had lived absolutely alone for forty-seven years, subsisting apparently on herbs, when a priest and monk, named Zosimus, who after the custom of his brethren had come out from his monastery to spend Lent in the desert, met her and learned from her own lips the strange and romantic story of her life. As soon as they met, she called Zosimus by his name and recognized him as a priest. After they had conversed and prayed together, she begged Zosimus to promise to meet her at the Jordan on Holy Thursday evening of the following year and bring with him the Blessed Sacrament. When the appointed evening arrived, Zosimus, we are told, put into a small chalice a portion of the undefiled Body and the precious Blood of Our Lord Jesus Christ (P.L. LXXIII, 686; “Mittens in modico calice intemerati corporis portionem et pretiosi sanguinis D.N.J.C.” But the reference to both species is less clear in Acta SS., IX, 82: “Accipiens parvum poculum intemerati corporis ac venerandi sanguinis Christi Dei nostri”), and came to the spot that had been indicated. After some time Mary appeared on the eastern bank of the river, and having made the sign of the cross, walked upon the waters to the western side. Having received Holy Communion, she raised her hands towards heaven, and cried aloud in the words of Simeon: “Now thou dost dismiss thy servant, O Lord, according to thy word in peace, because my eyes have seen thy salvation”. She then charged Zosimus to come in the course of a year to the spot where he had first met her in the desert, adding that he would find her then in what condition God might ordain. He came, but only to find the poor saint’s corpse, and written beside it on the ground a request that he should bury her, and a statement that she had died a year before, on the very night on which he had given her Holy Communion, far away by the Jordan’s banks. Aided, we are told, by a lion, he prepared her grave and buried her, and having commended himself and the Church to her prayers, he returned to his monastery, where now for the first time he recounted the wondrous story of her life."

newadvent.org/cathen/09763a.htm
 
Our Blessed Mother Mary.
St. Alphonsus Liguori.
St. Gemma.
St. Thomas Aquinas.
St. Lucy.
St. Joesph.
St. Jude.
St. Tarcisius
St. Francis Xavier.
❤️
 
WilT said:
Wow, thanks Lilly and all others. Very inspiring.
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You’re most welcome. Today I just learned of a married couple who are saints, I love their story! Sts Timothy and Maura, who were martyred during the Diocletian persecution. Timothy was a lector and Christian book scribe, and Maura was his 17 year old wife. They had been married for 20 days when Timothy was arrested and suffered through horrific tortures. He would not recant his faith, so his torturers brought his young wife to witness him suffer hoping that her presence would break his spirit, but she encouraged him in rejecting the world and embracing the cross. She bravely professed her own faith, for which she was tortured. Then, after neither would recant their faith no matter what was done to them, they were sent to be executed by crucifixion. They were crucified on the same cross, living like that for nine days, during which they did not stop praising the Lord.

If only Catholic marriages in this day and age were as virtuous. Sts Timothy and Maura, pray for us!
 
I have so many favorite Saints I don’t know if I can pick the top two.

Although not “Saint” yet Blessed Maurus Scott’s story always inspired me, especially that he forgave his executioner. The lives of English Catholics during the Reformation has always been of interest me due to the complexity of these issues and the fact I am of English ancestry.

Also, Venerable Maria of Agreda is one of my favorites simply because I believe that she “visited” me during a “religious experience” (I don’t know what a proper term is; not an apparition because I didn’t “see” but smelled jasmine flowers) I had about a year ago. The fact that she could bilocate when she was alive is also an interesting tidbit that none of my other favorite Saints had (at least as far as I’m aware of).
 
My favorite saints are the Blessed Mother, of course, and St. Michael the Archangel.
 
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