Saint Francis Xavier: Catholic Fundamentalist

Catholic missionary work began on the first Pentecost Sunday as the first Pope, Saint Peter, inflamed with the gifts and fruits of the Third Person of the Blessed Trinity, God the Holy Ghost, Who had descended upon him and the other Apostles and our dear Most Blessed Mother, preached to the Jews assembled in Jerusalem that day, exhorting them to convert to the true Faith. Three thousand Jews from all over the Mediterranean region converted. Such open "proselytizing," of course, of the Jews is strictly prohibited today by the counterfeit church of conciliarism.

Saint Peter went on to become the Bishop of Antioch in Syria before establishing his See in Rome, the seat of the empire of the Caesars that controlled large parts of the known world that time. Saint Peter, along with Saint Paul the Apostle, a convert to the Faith as a result of the prayers offered at his death and from eternity by Saint Stephen the Protomartyr, planted the seeds that would result in the rise of the Empire of Christ the King that made its headquarters in Rome. Neither Saint Peter or Saint Paul, however, lived to see the glories of Christendom with the eyes of their bodies. They saw these glories from Heaven. They did the work of Apostles without regard for results.

According to Saint Alphonsus de Liguori, thirteen million Catholics were put to death by the brute force of the civil authorities of the pagan Roman Empire between the time of the Emperor Nero's persecution in the year 67 A.D. and the Edict of Milan issued by the Emperor Constantine in the year 313 A.D. These Catholics did not look for results. They simply wanted to be faithful to the Deposit of Faith that had been entrusted by Our Blessed Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ exclusively to the infallible teaching authority of the true Church that He founded upon the Rock of Peter, the Pope. These martyrs, among whose ranks are to be found Saint Bibiana, whose feast we commemorated yesterday, Sunday, December 2, 2012, the First Sunday of Advent, Saint Barbara, whose feast is commemorated tomorrow, Tuesday, December 4, 2012, and our dear Saint Lucy, whose feast is celebrated on Thursday, December 13, 2012, would not burn even one grain of incense to the false gods. Not one single grain of incense.

None of the Catholic missionaries who sought to convert various barbaric tribes an pagan peoples in Europe and North Africa and the Near East in Asia Minor and India compromised the Faith even a little bit. They were faithful to Christ the King without looking for results.

Saint Patrick did not engage the Druids in "inter-religious dialogue" on the Emerald Isle, Ireland.

Saint Benedict of Nursia, the founder of Western monasticism, made no compromises with the false idols still being venerated near Monte Cassino:

But while things started very favorably, as We said, and yielded rich and salutary results, promising still greater in the future, Our saint with the greatest grief of soul, saw a storm breaking over the growing harvest, which an envious spirit had provoked and desires of earthly gain had stirred up. Since Benedict was prompted by divine and not human counsel, and feared lest the envy which had been aroused mainly against himself should wrongfully recoil on his followers, "he let envy take its course, and after he had disposed of the oratories and other buildings -- leaving in them a competent number of brethren with superiors -- he took with him a few monks and went to another place". Trusting in God and relying on His ever present help, he went south and arrived at a fort "called Cassino situated on the side of a high mountain . . .; on this stood an old temple where Apollo was worshipped by the foolish country people, according to the custom of the ancient heathens. Around it likewise grew groves, in which even till that time the mad multitude of infidels used to offer their idolatrous sacrifices. The man of God coming to that place broke the idol, overthrew the altar, burned the groves, and of the temple of Apollo made a chapel of St. Martin. Where the profane altar had stood he built a chapel of St. John; and by continual preaching he converted many of the people thereabout".  (Pope Pius XII, Fulgens Radiatur, March 21, 1947.)

Saint Boniface (Winifred) did not esteem the tree that was considered "sacred" by the pagans in Germany. He chopped it down and mocked it:

A bold deed which he [Saint Benedict] performed at this time greatly increased his prestige and led to numerous conversions. At Geismar, near Fritzlar, there was a gigantic oak, called the "Tree of Thor," which the pagans of the whole country regarded with the deepest veneration. Mighty as the God of the Christians was, over the oak of Geismar, so they boasted, He had no power, and none of His followers would are destroy it. This tree the Christians advised Boniface to cut down, assuring him that its fall would shake the faith of the pagans in the power of their gods. Boniface consented, and on the appointed day undertook to lay the ax to the tree with his own hands. A vast crowd of pagans stood around, intently watching to see some dire misfortune overwhelm the desecrator of their shrine. But when the mighty tree fell to the ground under the strokes of the Bishop's ax, they with one accord praised the God of the Christians and asked to be received among the number of His followers. Boniface baptized them, and out of the wood of the tree built a little oratory, which he dedicated to St. Peter. (Father John Laux, Church History, published originally by Benziger Brothers, in 1930, republished by TAN Books and Publishers, 1980, p. 149.)

Saint Hyacinth, the Apostle of the Northland, was not infected with conciliarism's desire to "coexist peacefully" with demon worship:

For a moment all was silence as Hyacinth fixed his eyes in careful scrutiny upon the island. Then suddenly his hands clenched. Drawn up at one side of the island were several small boats. And toward the center, from amidst the thick trees, rose a slender column of smoke!

"The pagans!" he whispered. "They're offering sacrifice!"

Yes, the hour of sunrise was a favorite time for idol worship and gratefully Hyacinth realized that his plans were working out well More than a hundred men and women must be on the island, kneeling in a secret grove before the ugly statue they believed to be a god. Already there must have been prayers and hymns, then the burning of a lamb or calf before the idol. Soon the service would be over and the pagans would stream down to their boats to return to their homes in Kiev.

"I've no time to lose," he said firmly. "Kneel down, Brother Martin, and pray that I do something really worthwhile to help these poor people!"

Before the young religious could realize what was happening, Hyacinth had turned and started down the grassy slope to the river's edge. His black cloak floated before him like a sail, and for a moment Martin knelt as one in a dream--forgetful of the command to pray. With what speed his beloved superior moved! Why, he was all but flying down the hill! Then the young friar grew really weak, for suddenly he understood that he was witnessing a genuine wonder. By now Father Hyacinth had reached the Dnieper and was starting to cross over to the island. But not in a boat. Ah, no! Father Hyacinth was walking on the river as thought it were dry land!

"Mother of God! cried Martin. "I heard that he did such a thing at Vishogrod . . . on the Vistula! But here? Before me? Oh, no! It's too much!

Presently Hyacinth landed safely on the island, then disappeared into the thick woods. And, though Martin strained his eyes for several minutes, he could see him no longer. Nor was any sound to be heard save the harsh cries of water birds as they circled over the river in search of food.

As he looked and listened in an agony of suspense, the young religious tried to clasp his trembling hands in prayer. Oh, what was going to happen? Would Father Hyacinth really seek out the pagans? Would he put a stop to their heathen sacrifice?

It can mean death," he [Martin] thought. "Even I know that the Russian pagans are little more than crude barbarians."

Suddenly there was a clamor in the distance, muted at first, then growing louder, and with a sinking heart, the young man realized that the pagans were aroused. They were pouring out of the woods with screams and shouts. But soon he could see that they were not attacking Father Hyacinth. They were not even making for their boats. Rather, they were throwing themselves on their knees in a very frenzy of terror. And why? Because a black-and-white-clad friar was striding out of the woods and driving before him a horrible creature--half man, half beat---with flames shooting from its mouth and eyes!

Martin's blood ran cold as he looked at the terrible sight. Could it be that this was the Devil? that Father Hyacinth's prayers had forced him to leave the idol and appear before the pagans in one of his hellish shapes?

"Oh, if one some of the Russian priests could be here!" whispered the young friar, his teeth clattering. "Maybe this would teach them not to speak ill of a true servant of God!"

Martin was wrong. When word of the miracle was noised about in Kiev, the jealousy of the heretical priests reached alarming proportions. So Father Hyacinth had gone to the island and found the pagans worshiping before an old oak tree? With one blow he had sent the great tree crumbling into dust? As the Evil One emerged from the tree, he had fought with him hand to hand, then thrown him into the Dnieper? (Mary Fabyan Windeatt, Saint Hyacinth: Apostle of the Northland.)

Countless are the number of times in which the demon worship that these great Catholic missionaries sought to eradicate from the face of this earth have been incorporated into "offerings" of the Protestant and Masonic Novus Ordo service, sometimes with the full participation of the conciliar "pontiffs," especially Karol Wojtyla/John Paul II, Joseph Ratzinger/Benedict XVI and, of course, the lay Jesuit himself, Jorge Mario Bergoglio, currently masquerading as "Pope Francis." The demon worship known as Hinduism has been offered the Chapel of the Apparitions in the Shrine of the Most Holy Trinity in Fatima, Portugal (May 5, 2004).

Various Catholic churches in conciliar captivity have been desecrated by "worship" rendered to the demons of false religions. Countless are the blasphemies and sacrileges and abominations committed in the name of the Catholic Church by the conciliar revolutionaries that make a mockery of the courage of the millions of Catholic martyrs who gave up their lives rather than even to give the appearance of committing such acts against the honor and majesty and glory of God. Indeed, the conciliar blasphemies and sacrileges and abominations, some of them committed most openly by the conciliar "pontiffs" themselves, have been so commonplace that many ordinary Catholics in the conciliar structures, assaulted on a daily basis by the abomination that is the Novus Ordo service, have lost all sense of outrage for the honor and majesty and glory of God while some of those who do indeed know better, especially in the Motu "clergy," keep their mouths shut out of fear of offending the apostates who commit these actions against God.

As has been noted on this site frequently (see Hunkered Down on Mindanao from seven years ago now), efforts of some very well-intentioned "conservative" Catholics yet attached to the conciliar structures to oppose the garden-variety blasphemies and sacrileges at the parish and diocesan levels are in vain as the conciliar "pontiffs" themselves have provided all of the precedents necessary to make acts that any sensible Catholic knows is offensive to God to become an institutionalized part of life in the conciliar structures.

All one has to do is to take a look at what Jorge Mario Bergoglio has done in the past nine hundred ninety-seven days. He is a machine of blasphemy and sacrilege, who dared to say the following on Sunday, November 29, 2015, the First Sunday of Advent, to those peaceniks known as Mohammedans whilst he was in the Central African Republic:

It is a great joy for me to be with you and I thank you for your warm welcome. In a particular way I thank Imam Tidiani Moussa Naibi for his kind words of greeting. My Pastoral Visit to the Central African Republic would not be complete if it did not include this encounter with the Muslim community.

Christians and Muslims are brothers and sisters. We must therefore consider ourselves and conduct ourselves as such. We are well aware that the recent events and acts of violence which have shaken your country were not grounded in properly religious motives. Those who claim to believe in God must also be men and women of peace. Christians, Muslims and members of the traditional religions have lived together in peace for many years. They ought, therefore, to remain united in working for an end to every act which, from whatever side, disfigures the Face of God and whose ultimate aim is to defend particular interests by any and all means, to the detriment of the common good. Together, we must say no to hatred, no to revenge and no to violence, particularly that violence which is perpetrated in the name of a religion or of God himself. God is peace, God salam.

In these dramatic times, Christian and Muslim leaders have sought to rise to the challenges of the moment. They have played an important role in re-establishing harmony and fraternity among all. I would like express my gratitude and appreciation for this. We can also call to mind the many acts of solidarity which Christians and Muslims have shown with regard to their fellow citizens of other religious confessions, by welcoming them and defending them during this latest crisis in your country, as well as in other parts of the world.

We cannot fail to express hope that the forthcoming national consultations will provide the country with leaders capable of bringing Central Africans together, thus becoming symbols of national unity rather than merely representatives of one or another faction. I strongly urge you to make your country a welcoming home for all its children, regardless of their ethnic origin, political affiliation or religious confession. The Central African Republic, situated in the heart of Africa, with the cooperation of all her sons and daughters, will then prove a stimulus in this regard to the entire continent. It will prove a positive influence and help extinguish the smouldering tensions which prevent Africans from benefitting from that development which they deserve and to which they have a right.

Dear friends, dear brothers, I invite you to pray and work for reconciliation, fraternity and solidarity among all people, without forgetting those who have suffered the most as a result of recent events.

May God bless you and protect you! Salam alaikum! (Meeting with the Muslim Community.)

Christians and Muslims are not “brothers and sisters.”

Mohammedanism is a false religion that is based on a rejection of the doctrine of the Most Blessed Trinity and of the Sacred Divinity of the Second Person of the Most Blessed Trinity made Incarnate in the Virginal and Immaculate Womb of His Most Blessed Mother by the power of the Third Person of the Most Blessed Trinity, God the Holy Ghost. It is conceived in the man of a lustful, bloodthirsty man who wanted to create a Pan-Arabic movement. The false prophet Mohammed saw to it that his false religion spread by the force of the sword over Arabia as great centers of Catholicism in Egypt and Libya were overrun by his murderous followers.

Jorge Mario Bergoglio ignores the fact that Mohammedanism attempted to spread into France as early as the year 732 A.D., after the Moors had taken hold in large parts of the Iberian Peninsula twenty-one years before, and that they were successful in penetrating the Balkans, especially in Kosovo, Bosnia-Herzegovina, and Albania during the Ottoman invasions. Bergoglio lives in a fantasy world of theology and history that parallels the universe inhabited by his ideological soulmate, Barack Hussein Obama/Barry Soetoro.

Bergoglio’s fantasy world is one that permits no room for any kind of historical facts to interfere with his delusions about Mohammedans as having “values” and that they were not responsible for the sack of Rome, which proves, he wants to believe, that Mohammedanism is a religion of peace. He repeated this delusional view of the world when he gave yet another interview while airborne between the Central African Republic and Rome on Monday, November 30, 2015, the Feast of Saint Andrew the Apostle:

Delia Gallagher, CNN:

Thank you. You have shown many signs of respect and friendship towards Muslims. I am wondering: what do Islam and the teachings of the Prophet Muhammad have to say to today’s world?  

Pope Francis:

I don’t really understand the question… One can dialogue, they have values. Many values. They have many values and those values are constructive. I also have the experience of being friends – this is a strong word, “friends” – with a Muslim: he is a world leader. We can talk: he has his values, I have mine. He prays, and I pray. Many values… For example, prayer, fasting, religious values but not only. One can not write off a religion because there are some groups – or sometimes many groups – of fundamentalists. It is a historical fact that there have always been wars of religion. And we too have to ask forgiveness. Catherine de Medici was no saint! Then there was the Thirty Years War, the eve of St Bartholomew… We too have to ask pardon for cases of fundamentalist extremism, for the wars of religion. Anyway, [Muslims] have their values and we can dialogue with them. Today I was in the mosque and I prayed; and the Imam wanted to come with me to circle the little stadium where many people were not able to fit… And there, on the popemobile, were the Pope and the Imam. We could talk. As everywhere, there are people who have values, religious people, and there are people who don’t… But how many wars, and not only wars of religion, have we Christians waged? The Muslims were not responsible for the sack of Rome! They have values, they have values. (In-Flight Press Conference from the Central African Republic to Rome.)

What kind of “values” do the Mohammedans have?

Polygamy.

Blasphemy.

Idolatry.

The cutting off of the hands of thieves and the stoning of other criminals.

A history of the killing of Christians and of the destruction of Christian churches and shrines.

Various attempts to invade Europe in the Second Millennium.

Some values.

Sure, the Mohammedans were not responsible for the sack of Rome, but the Saracens got very close when they raided Assisi in the year 1239, being repelled when Saint Clare of Assisi displayed a monstrance in which reposed Our Blessed Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ in His Real Presence in the Most Blessed Sacrament, throwing the followers of the false prophet Mohammed into confusion as they fled in fear:

The Mohammedans also attacked Venice, Italy, one hundred eighty-four years later as the Ottoman leader Murad II laid siege to Venice in 1423. A true Successor of Saint Peter, Pope Saint Martin V, inveighed the Christian princes of Europe to band together to come to the aid of the Venetians.

No, no sack of Rome. True enough. However, that is not the whole story as the Mohammedans attempted to invade Italy and then strike directly at Rome in the Battle of Lepanto, a summary of which can be found at  (one must ignore the author’s belief that the American presence in Afghanistan and parts of the former Yugoslavia represent a continuing of the spirit of the combined Christian forces that defeated the Turks in the Bay of Lepanto on October 5, 1571, a victory secured by Pope Saint Pius X’s calling upon Catholics to pray Our Lady’s Most Holy Rosary, when the truth is that the Americans have aided and abetted Mohammedanism by being indifferent to the slaughter of Catholics and of Catholic churches in “liberated” countries such as Iraq.

The saint whose feast was celebrated two days ago, Saint Francis Xavier, S.J., gave no quarter to false religions. Unlike the lay Jesuit named Jorge Mario Bergoglio, Saint Francis Xavier sought to stamp out idolatry and to convert adherents of false religions, each of which he knew to be hateful in the sight of the true God of Divine Revelation, the Most Blessed Trinity.

When the Saracens (attached to the army of Frederick II.) attacked Assisi, in the year 1239, and were fain to break into Clare's monastery, she being sick, caused herself to be carried to the door, and likewise the vessel in which was held the Most Holy Sacrament of the Eucharist, and there she prayed, saying O Lord, deliver not unto beasts the souls of them that praise thee, but preserve thine handmaids whom Thou hast redeemed with thy Precious Blood. Whereupon a voice was heard which said I will always preserve you. Some of the Saracens took to flight, and others who had mounted the wall became blind, and fell down headlong. (The Divine Offie, Matins, Feast of Saint Clare of Assisi.)

The Mohammedans also attacked Venice, Italy, one hundred eighty-four years later as the Ottoman leader Murad II laid siege to Venice in 1423. A true Successor of Saint Peter, Pope Saint Martin V, inveighed the Christian princes of Europe to band together to come to the aid of the Venetians.

No, no sack of Rome. True enough. However, that is not the whole story as the Mohammedans attempted to invade Italy and then strike directly at Rome in the Battle of Lepanto, a summary of which can be found at Lepanto, 1571: The Battle that Saved Europe (one must ignore the author’s belief that the American presence in Afghanistan and parts of the former Yugoslavia represent a continuing of the spirit of the combined Christian forces that defeated the Turks in the Bay of Lepanto on October 5, 1571, a victory secured by Pope Saint Pius X’s calling upon Catholics to pray Our Lady’s Most Holy Rosary, when the truth is that the Americans have aided and abetted Mohammedanism by being indifferent to the slaughter of Catholics and of Catholic churches in “liberated” countries such as Iraq).

The saint whose feast was celebrated two days ago, Saint Francis Xavier, S.J., gave no quarter to false religions. Unlike the lay Jesuit named Jorge Mario Bergoglio, Saint Francis Xavier sought to stamp out idolatry and to convert adherents of false religions, each of which he knew to be hateful in the sight of the true God of Divine Revelation, the Most Blessed Trinity.

Saint Francis Xavier had great zeal to seek the unconditional conversion of the souls of non-Catholics to the maternal bosom of the true Church, outside of which there is no salvation, no matter the obstacles he faced and no matter the results. Although he won many converts in Goa, India, this early companion and one of the original priests of the Society of Jesus walked barefoot in the snow in Japan to plant the seeds for the conversion of at least a few souls. Saint Francis Xavier wanted to be faithful without looking for the same results in Japan as he had realized in India by the graces won for us on Calvary by the shedding of every single drop of Our Blessed Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ's Most Precious Blood and that flow into our hearts and souls through the loving hands of Our Lady, the Mediatrix of All Graces. He would only see the results of his wonderful labors in Japan from eternity.

Saint Francis Xavier sought only the conversion of the Japanese people, knowing that Our Lord had died for them as He had died for all other men. He had true love for souls, a love that was not a mere expression of human sentimentality but an act of his will in perfect conformity with the very Will of God, Who loves all men in that He wills their good, the ultimate expression of which is the salvation of their immortal souls as members of the Catholic Church.

Consider the scene as described by the late Father Albert J. Nevins, M.M., in Saint Francis of the Seven Seas:

There is in the city of Kyoto today a painting which shows Francis Xavier arriving in the capital of Japan. It pictures him running barefoot in the snow behind the sedan chair of a nobleman. Behind him in the snow he has left footprints colored red with his blood. His clothes are tattered and he appears starving, but on his face is a look of peace and great joy. The painting sums up what Francis went through to reach Kyoto, and the great hopes he brought there with him.

The first part of the journey from Yamaguchi to Kyoto had to be made over rough roads. Francis and his friends covered forty miles to reach the port of Iwakuni. Snow drifts came up to their knees. They had to cross freezing mountain torrents that were waist deep. The region was full of unfriendly samurai who at any moment might wish to test their swords on the missioners.

Children chased them, throwing stones. Their clothes became so tattered that innkeepers refused them shelter. Often they could obtain no food and had to munch a bit of dry rice which they carried with them. At Sakai, no inn would accept them, and they had to build a crude hut on a mountainside to escape the cold driving rain and snow.

The travelers had to remain some time at Sakai, because a small war was being fought between there and Kyoto. While at Sakai children tormented them, and they were unable to preach. Adults too poked fun at the ragged strangers. One young man called Francis a fool and a stupid beast.

"Why do you speak to me in this way?" Francis asked. "I love you very much and I would greatly like to teach you the way of salvation."

But the young man laughed at Francis' kindness, and kept on mocking him.

Finally the travelers were permitted to join a nobleman who was going to the capital. This man allowed them to follow his part as his servants did. He also insisted that Francis, Brother Fernandez and Bernard carry some of his baggage on their backs. It was a hard journey because the servants who carried the sedan chair in which the nobleman rode moved at a brisk trot. Francis and his friends had to run to keep up with the nobleman. The painting in Kyoto shows the end of this part of the journey.

It was with a happy heart that Francis entered Kyoto. Here was the end of his trail. Here he would see the emperor of all Japan and get permission to preach over the whole country. Then came the great disappointment.

Once in the city, Francis saw that great areas had been burnt out and destroyed in the war that was going on. The temples were badly in need of repair. Every attempt to see the emperor failed, and after Francis learned that even the Emperor's own people did not obey him, he stopped trying to see the man.

Because of the war, the people were not interested in listening to the teachings of Christ. There were a few attempts at preaching, but they were not successful. Only a handful of converts were made.

Francis remained only eleven days in Kyoto--eleven days of bitter disappointment. Then realizing that because of the war nothing could be done in the city, he decided to return to Yamaguchi. On the face of things, it would appear that Francis Xavier had failed. But he had not. The seed of religion which he had planted in Kyoto in his brief visit there would blossom into a rich harvest. Only a dozen years later, Kyoto would boast many, many Christians. From this city came some of the greatest martyrs the Church has ever produced.

In order not to travel overland and risk the many dangers, the part left Kyoto by boat. The journey in a small boat in freezing weather was from from pleasant. When they reached Osaka, they took passage on another boat to Sakai. Finally they were back to Hirado, their starting point four or five months later.

Their hardships were greatest on their return journey. It was February, the time of snow, sleet, and wind. The missioners had neither rest nor shelter. Francis would buy dry fruits at the inns and carry them in his sleeves. Then when he came across children by the roadside, he would give them some of the fruit and his blessing.

Once safe in Hirado, Francis thought over the whole unhappy journey he had just finished. He felt that it had been a failure. He had been hooted at and stoned. He had not been well received by the daimyos or the emperor. No one had been impressed with the missioners. Perhaps it was because they looked so shabby. Perhaps if they were dressed as ambassadors--ambassadors of God--they would be better received.

Once again Francis' high spirits came back to him. At once he began making plans to return to Yamaguchi and visit the powerful daimyo there. This time he would impress the ruler.

Francis ordered a new kimono for himself and one for Brother Fernandez. He had them made of the best silk. He and Brother Fernandez had once been dandies, dressing in the best style. He would show the daimyo that he knew how to dress! Kimonos were also ordered for Bernard and another Japanese Christian. They were given swords and daggers to wear, as was the custom among the rich people. The Indian boy, Amador, was dressed in the finest silks, which made his dark skin shine even brighter.

Even then Francis was not finished. Opening the many presents he had brought from India and which had rested all this time in the care of Father Torres, he chose the ones he thought would make the best impression. Then he finally wrapped up in silk two letters he had never used--one from the governor of India; the other from the Bishop of Goa.

This time Francis traveled in the style that befit an ambassador. He hired horses for his friends, and for himself a sedan chair. He entered Yamaguchi with great pomp. The daimyo, who heard of his impressive approach, at once invited him to his palace.

Francis greeted the daimyo, never mentioning the reprimand he had Brother Fernandez deliver on his last visit. He presented his friends to the Japanese ruler. Then he gave the daimyo his gifts. They included a music box, a glass mirror, a three-barreled rifle, yards of the best cloth, books, vases, paintings, barrels of port wine, and a grandfather clock. The daimyo was thrilled by the gifts, particularly by the lock which sounded chimes whenever it reached the hour.

The daimyo wanted to give Francis a large gift of money in return, but the missioner wisely refused the present. He asked only that he and his friends be allowed to preach and baptize. The daimyo agreed at once. He ordered his assistants to prepare a large empty monastery which he turned over to Francis to use as long as he remained in Yamaguchi. He also ordered a notice to be written and put up around the city.

It said: "I am pleased to allow that the Law of God may be taught and preached throughout my lands and that those who wish to convert may do so freely. My servants are all forbidden to hinder any of the Fathers who preach this Law."

Francis' plan had proved a great success. If Japan was not to be won one way, another would do!

At first the work in Yamaguchi went slowly. One day when Brother Fernandez was preaching in the street, surrounded by a large crowd, a rough looking fellow began to make fun of him. When Brother Fernandez did not notice him, the man spat in Brother's face, the worse insult that could be offered to a Spanish gentleman.

Brother Fernandez did not pause in his sermon, nor did he show any anger. He simply wiped the spittle off as he went on talking. A man in the crowd, hostile to the Christians, watched what had happened. When he saw how Brother Fernandez acted, he suddenly realized that here was a man who practiced what he preached. As soon as the sermon ended, he followed Francis and Brother to their monastery and asked to be prepared for baptism. He was the first convert in Yamaguchi.

From that time on converts came in dozens. In the first two months after the incident five hundred people were taught and baptized. All of the missioners were busy every day teaching. Twice a day large crowds came to the monastery to hear Brother Fernandez explain the Law of God,  and among the visitors were many Buddhist monks and nuns, some of whom became converts.

On another day, when the missioners were preaching in the street, a minstrel, who went from house to house among the rich, entertaining with song and story, was in the crowd. Impressed with what he heard, he approached Francis and said that he wanted to leave behind his stories and songs and violin, and work only to serve God. Francis taught this minstrel, who was blind in one eye and nearly so in the other, and baptized him with the name Lawrence.

Lawrence became the first Brother in Japan of the Society of Jesus. This poor, misshapen man was the greatest convert Francis Xavier ever made. Lawrence debated with the most learned Buddhist monks, and he always defeated them. The power of his teaching was so great that even the most learned men in Japan humbled themselves at his feet. He made thousands of converts, and he was the missioner who went to Kyoto and began the movement there towards the Church.

Once when Brother Lawrence was preaching in a Buddhist monastery to three hundred samurai, he badly defeated a monk who tried to debate with him. The man grabbed a sword, and rushed at Brother shouting, "I'll show you how immortal your soul is!" The maddened monk was held back by others. Brother Lawrence faced many such dangers, but he never weakened in his work. He lived a very holy life, and died at an old age in Nagasaki.

The Christian Faith was growing well in Yamaguchi, when one day a letter reached Francis from the daimyo of Bungo, inviting the missioner to come there to preach Christianity. It was a wonderful chance to win more souls. Francis took with him three of his Japanese converts--Bernard, John and Matthew--and left at once for Bungo. Father Torres was placed in charge of the work at Yamaguchi, and Brother Fernandez was left behind to help him.

When Francis reached a port on the seacoast, he found a Portuguese ship riding at anchor. It was a pleasure for him to see and talk with men from Europe. He was soon busy hearing confessions and saying Mass for the Portuguese sailors. The captain of the ship, Duarte de Gama, was an old friend of Francis, and this man offered to take Francis to the city where the daimyo of Bungo lived.

Francis arrived in Bungo in great style. He saw the daimyo and was received kindly. The daimyo told him that he cold preach Christianity to the people. Francis was happy at this permission, but he was worried because the Portuguese ship had brought no mail or news of the Jesuits in Europe. Francis had written shortly after arriving in Japan, asking for more helpers, and so far not a single word had come about them.

Francis decided that he must travel back to India and learn what had happened. The presence of the Portuguese boat was heaven-sent, because the boat could take him part way back to India. Once he he had settled he is business there, he would return to Japan. The whole trip should take less than a year. He sent Father Torres money to carry on the work in Yamaguchi. Then he boarded the Portuguese vessel.

It was November, 1551, when Francis saw the islands of Japan disappear over the horizon behind his ship. (Father Albert J. Nevins, M.M., Saint Francis of the Seven Seas, Vision Books, Farrar, Straus and Cudahy, 1955, pp. 143-155.)

Saint Francis Xavier, who had been born to a noble family in Navarre, Spain, on April 7, 1506, was not to return to Japan again after he left in 1551. He was welcomed back in Goa, India, with great enthusiasm by the Catholic converts he had made there before his journey to Japan. Saint Francis, who meet Saint Ignatius of Loyola when they were students at the University of Paris and was convinced by his future Father-General to give up his life of partying and pretense, had distinguished himself in Goa for seeking the unconditional conversion of souls there--and for his unstinting zeal for the honor and glory and majesty of God in smashing to smithereens the symbols of false religions that have been esteemed by Jorge Mario Bergoglio and his predecessr, Joseph Ratzinger/Benedict XVI and, of course, by Karol Wojtyla/John Paul II.

Saint Francis described his work in Goa--and the effects of paganism on the people there--in letters he sent to his superiors in Rome:

As to the numbers who become Christians, you may understand them from this, that it often happens to me to be hardly able to use my hands from the fatigue of baptizing: often in a single day I have baptized whole villages. Sometimes I have lost my voice and strength altogether with repeating again and again the Credo and the other forms. The fruit that is reaped by the baptism of infants, as well as by the instruction of children and others, is quite incredible. These children, I trust heartily, by the grace of God, will be much better than their fathers. They show an ardent love for the Divine law, and an extraordinary zeal for learning our holy religion and imparting it to others. Their hatred for idolatry is marvellous. They get into feuds with the heathen about it, and whenever their own parents practise it, they reproach them and come off to tell me at once. Whenever I hear of any act of idolatrous worship, I go to the place with a large band of these children, who very soon load the devil with a greater amount of insult and abuse than he has lately received of honor and worship from their parents, relations, and acquaintances. The children run at the idols, upset them, dash them down, break them to pieces, spit on them, trample on them, kick them about, and in short heap on them every possible outrage. (St. Francis Xavier: Letter from India, to the Society of Jesus at Rome, 1543.)

We have in these parts a class of men among the pagans who are called Brahmins. They keep up the worship of the gods, the superstitious rites of religion, frequenting the temples and taking care of the idols. They are as perverse and wicked a set as can anywhere be found, and I always apply to them the words of holy David, "from an unholy race and a wicked and crafty man deliver me, O Lord." They are liars and cheats to the very backbone. Their whole study is, how to deceive most cunningly the simplicity and ignorance of the people. They give out publicly that the gods command certain offerings to be made to their temples, which offerings are simply the things that the Brahmins themselves wish for, for their own maintenance and that of their wives, children, and servants. Thus they make the poor folk believe that the images of their gods eat and drink, dine and sup like men, and some devout persons are found who really offer to the idol twice a day, before dinner and supper, a certain sum of money. The Brahmins eat sumptuous meals to the sound of drums, and make the ignorant believe that the gods are banqueting. When they are in need of any supplies, and even before, they give out to the people that the gods are angry because the things they have asked for have not been sent, and that if the people do not take care, the gods will punish them by slaughter, disease, and the assaults of the devils. And the poor ignorant creatures, with the fear of the gods before them, obey them implicitly. These Brahmins have barely a tincture of literature, but they make up for their poverty in learning by cunning and malice. Those who belong to these parts are very indignant with me for exposing their tricks. Whenever they talk to me with no one by to hear them they acknowledge that they have no other patrimony but the idols, by their lies about which they procure their support from the people. They say that I, poor creature as I am, know more than all of them put together.

They often send me a civil message and presents, and make a great complaint when I send them all back again. Their object is to bribe me to connive at their evil deeds. So they declare that they are convinced that there is only one God, and that they will pray to Him for me. And I, to return the favor, answer whatever occurs to me, and then lay bare, as far as I can, to the ignorant people whose blind superstitions have made them their slaves, their imposture and tricks, and this has induced many to leave the worship of the false gods, and eagerly become Christians. If it were not for the opposition of the Brahmins, we should have them all embracing the religion of Jesus Christ. (St. Francis Xavier: Letter from India, to the Society of Jesus at Rome, 1543.)

My own and only Father in the Heart of Christ, I think that the many letters from this place which have lately been sent to Rome will inform you how prosperously the affairs of religion go on in these parts, through your prayers and the good bounty of God. But there seem to be certain things which I ought myself to speak about to you; so I will just touch on a few points relating to these parts of the world which are so distant from Rome. In the first place, the whole race of the Indians, as far as I have been able to see, is very barbarous; and it does not like to listen to anything that is not agreeable to its own manners and customs, which, as I say, are barbarous. It troubles itself very little to learn anything about divine things and things which concern salvation. Most of the Indians are of vicious disposition, and are adverse to virtue. Their instability, levity, and inconstancy of mind are incredible; they have hardly any honesty, so inveterate are their habits of sin and cheating. We have hard work here, both in keeping the Christians up to the mark and in converting the heathen. And, as we are your children, it is fair that on this account you should take great care of us and help us continually by your prayers to God. You know very well what a hard business it is to teach people who neither have any knowledge of God nor follow reason, but think it a strange and intolerable thing to be told to give up their habits of sin, which have now gained all the force of nature by long possession. Saint Francis Xavier, Letter on the Missions,  to St. Ignatius de Loyola, 1549.)

May the grace and love of Christ our Lord always help and favor us ! Amen. . . . Now to speak of what I know you are most anxious to hear about the state of religion in India. In this region of Travancore, where I now am, God has drawn very many to the faith of His Son Jesus Christ. In the space of one month I made Christians of more than ten thousand. This is the method I followed. As soon as I arrived in any heathen village where they had sent for me to give them baptism, I gave orders for all, men, women, and children, to be collected in one place. Then, beginning with the first elements of the Christian faith, I taught them there is one God, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost; and at the same time, calling on the three divine Persons and one God, I made them each make three times the sign of the Cross; then, putting on a surplice, I began to recite in a loud voice and in their own language the form of the general Confession, the Apostle's Creed, the Ten Commandments, the Lord's Prayer, the Ave Maria, and the Salve Regina. Two years ago I translated all these prayers into the language of the country, and learned them by heart. I recited them slowly so that all of every age and condition followed me in them.

Then I began to explain shortly the articles of the Creed and the Ten Commandments in the language of the country. Where the people appeared to me sufficiently instructed to receive baptism, I ordered them all to ask God's pardon publicly for the sins of their past life, and to do this with a loud voice and in the presence of their neighbors still hostile to the Christian religion, in order to touch the hearts of the heathen and confirm the faith of the good. All the heathen are filled with admiration at the holiness of the law of God, and express the greatest shame at having lived so long in ignorance of the true God. They willingly hear about the mysteries and rules of the Christian religion, and treat me, poor sinner as I am, with the greatest respect. Many, however, put away from them with hardness of heart the truth which they well know.

When I have done my instruction, I ask one by one all those who desire baptism if they believe without hesitation each of the articles of the faith. All immediately, holding their arms in the form of the Cross, declare with one voice that they believe all entirely. Then at last I baptize them in due form, and I give to each his name written on a ticket. After their baptism the new Christians go back to their houses and bring me their wives and families for baptism. When all are baptized I order all the temples of their false gods to be destroyed and all the idols to be broken in pieces. I can give you no idea of the joy I feel in seeing this done, witnessing the destruction of the idols by the very people who but lately adored them. In all the towns and villages I leave the Christian doctrine in writing in the language of the country, and I prescribe at the same time the manner in which it is to be taught in the morning and evening schools. When I have done all this in one place, I pass to another, and so on successively to the rest. In this way I go all round the country, bringing the natives into the fold of Jesus Christ, and the joy that I feel in this is far too great to be expressed in a letter, or even by word of mouth....

You may judge from this alone, my very dear brothers, what great and fertile harvests this uncultivated field promises to produce. This part of the world is so ready, so teeming with shooting corn, as I may say, that I hope within this very year to make as many as a hundred thousand Christians....

And now what ought you to do when you see the minds of these people so well prepared to receive the seed of the Gospel? May God make known to you His most holy will, and give you at the same time strength and courage to carry it out; and may He in His Providence send as many as possible of you into this country!

The least and most lonely of your brothers, Francis

From Cochin, January 27th, 1545.

May the grace and love of Jesus Christ our Lord always help and favor us! Amen. . . .

. . . Nearly two hundred miles beyond Molucca there is a region which is called Maurica. Here, many years ago, a great number of the inhabitants became Christians, but having been totally neglected and left, as it were, orphans by the death of the priests who taught them, they have returned to their former barbarous and savage state. It is in every way a land full of perils, and especially to be dreaded by strangers on account of the great ferocity of the natives and the many kinds of poison which it is there common to give in what is eaten and drunk. The fear of this has deterred priests from abroad from going there to help the islanders.

I have considered in what great necessity they are, with no one to instruct them or give them the sacraments, and I have come to think that I ought to provide for their salvation even at the risk of my life. I have resolved to go thither as soon as possible, and to offer my life to the risk. Truly I have put all my trust in God, and I wish as much as is in me to obey the precept of our Lord Jesus Christ: "He that will save his life shall lose it; and he that shall lose his life for My sake shall find it."[4] Words easy in thought but not easy in practice. When the hour comes when life must be lost that you may find it in God, when danger of death is on you, and you see plainly that to obey God you must sacrifice life, then, I know not how, it comes to pass that what before seemed a very clear precept is involved in incredible darkness.... It is in such circumstances that we see clearly how great after all our weakness is, how frail and unstable is our human nature here.

Many friends of mine have prayed me earnestly not to go amongst so barbarous a people. Afterwards, when they saw they gained nothing by prayers or tears, they brought me each what he thought the best possible antidote against poison of all sorts; but I have unrelentingly sent them all back, lest after burdening myself with medicines, I should have another burden which before I was without, that of fear. I had put all my hope in the protection of Divine Providence, and I thought I ought to be on my guard, lest relying on human aid I should lose something of my trust in God. So I thanked them all and earnestly entreated them to pray God for me, for that no more certain remedy could possibly be found....  From Amboyna (May, 1546)

Saint Francis worked as a Catholic, not as a conciliar revolutionary who believes that the Catholic Church and false religions that worship the devil must "peacefully coexist."

Francis was of noble family, and was born in the castle of Xavier, in the diocese of Pampeluna, in the year of our Lord 1506. He was a companion of St. Ignatius at Paris, and one of his earliest disciples. Under his teaching, he learnt to become so wrapt in the contemplation of divine things, that he was sometimes lifted in ecstasy off the ground, which happened to him several times when he was saying Mass in public before large congregations. He earned these refreshments of the soul by the sharpest punishment of the body. He gave up the use not only of meat and wine, but also of wheaten bread; he lived on the vilest food, and ate only once every two or three days. He used an iron scourge till his blood ran freely; he shortened the hours of his rest, and lay only on the ground.

The hardness and holiness of his life had made him meet to be called to be an Apostle, and when John III, King of Portugal, asked Pope Paul III to send to the Indies some members of the then new Society of Jesus, the Pontiff, by the advice of St Ignatius, sent Francis to enter on that vast field of labour with the powers of Apostolic Nuncio. He arrived (in India on the 6th day of May, in the year 1542.) When he began his work, it seemed as though God Himself taught him the many and difficult languages of the natives. It even happened that when he preached in one language to a mixed congregation of different nationalities, each one heard him in his own tongue wherein he was born. He travelled over countless districts, always walking, and often bare-footed. He introduced the faith into Japan, and six other countries. In India he turned many hundred thousands to Christ, and regenerated many chiefs and kings in the holy font. And notwithstanding that he was doing all these great things for God's service, so deep was his lowliness that when he wrote to St. Ignatius, the General of the Society, he did so on his knees.

God was pleased to support his zeal for spreading the Gospel with many and great miracles. He gave sight to a blind man. On one occasion the supply of fresh water failed when he was at sea, and five hundred sailors were in danger of perishing by thirst, but the servant of God, by the sign of the Cross, turned salt water into fresh, and they used it for a considerable time. Some of this water was also carried into different countries, and a great number of sick persons were instantaneously cured by it. He called several dead men to life, among whom was one who had been buried the day before, and who was disinterred by command of the saint; and likewise two others who were being carried to the grave, and whom he took by the hand and restored living to their parents. He had the spirit of prophecy, and foretold many things, remote both in place and time. Utterly worn out with his labours, he died full of good works in the island of San-Chan in the Canton River, (upon the 2nd day of December, in the year of our Lord 1552.) His body was buried in quick lime, and, being again taken up, was again buried in the same, but at the end of many months it was found entirely incorrupt, and sweet, and, when cut, blood flowed freely from it. From China it was carried to Malacca, and, as soon as it reached that place, a plague, which was raging there, ceased. At length, when he had become famous throughout the whole world for new and wonderful miracles, Gregory XV added his name to the list of the Saints. (Matins, Divie Office, Feast of Saint Francis Xavier.)

Saint Francis worked as a Catholic, not as a conciliar revolutionary who believes that the Catholic Church and false religions that worship the devil must "peacefully coexist." He was the sort of Catholic "fundamentalist" who was disparaged by Jorge Mario Bergoglio in his interview five daysa go now. I stand with the "fundamentalism" of Saint Francis of Assisi. What about you?

Although Saint Francis Xavier died on December 3, 1552, during his sea journey to reach China to start his missionary work there, the mourning in Goa, India, was profound upon the return of his incorrupt body there over a year after his death:

Not until December [of 1553] did a ship sail for India, so Saint Francis was well over a year dead when his perfectly preserved body reached Goa.

Once again an entire city turned out to honor the memory of the missioner. Never before or since was there anything like the sadness which swept over Goa. The Dominican priest who preached at the funeral could not be heard for the sobbing in the huge cathedral. Finally, his own tears forced him to leave the pulpit.

A Jesuit who had known Saint Francis Xavier has left us a description of the body as it appeared a year and half after death. This is what he wrote: "He looked exactly as we remembered him, lying there in his priestly robes as if he had died only a half hour ago. Under the vestments, next to the skin, the body was clothed in a rich robe which the Father had taken with him to Goa to wear for his meeting with the emperor of China. Though it had been more than a year under the earth, it was so clean and fresh that Father Nunes was able to wear it later when he paid visits to the kings of Japan."

Doctors were called to examine the body of the saint and to find out whether or not it had been embalmed. The doctors examined the body very carefully and declared that it had not been preserved by "any natural or artificial means." There was no other conclusion but that God had worked a great miracle in behalf of Saint Francis Xavier.

For four days, from dawn until midnight, crowds passed through the cathedral to see the body and kiss the feet of the saint who had journeyed so far for God. Then the body was placed in a special shrine especially built for it. From time to time the shrine was opened, and the body shown to the people. But each time the appearance of the body caused so much excitement among the people that the officials thought it best that the tomb be closed again.

One hundred and forty years after the body was placed in the tomb, it was brought out so that an important bishop might see it. Present on that day was a French Jesuit. He writes that the body was in a perfect state, and he also gives a good description of Saint Francis Xavier.

"The Saint's hair is black and slightly curling," he wrote. "The forehead is broad and high, with two rather large veins, soft and of a purple tint, running down the middle, as is often seem in talented persons who spend much time in deep thought. The eyes are black, lively, and sweet, with so keen a glance that he would seem to be alive and breathing. The lips are of a warm reddish color and the beard is thick.

"In the cheeks there is a pale purple tint. The tongue is quite flexible, red, and moist, and the chin is beautifully shaped. In a world the body has all the appearances of a living man. It is so great a marvel, that on seeing it, while I was present, the Commissioner of the Dutch East India Company became at once a convert to the Catholic Faith."

Not only after this, the body began to darken and dry up. When it was photographed in 1932, it had become mummified.

The fact that the body is now mummified does not lessen the miracle of its preservation for a hundred and fifty years. A miracle does not have to last forever to be a miracle. When Our Lord brought to life the dead son of the widow of Naim, that young man died again some years later. But that does not make the miracle any less important. (Father Albert J. Nevins, M.M., Saint Francis of the Seven Seas, Vision Books, Farrar, Straus and Cudahy, 1955, pp.179-182.)

Only a very hard-hearted Catholic could refrain from getting a little misty-eyed over the story of the Dutch Calvinist's conversion to the Catholic Faith as a result of seeing the then incorrupt body of Saint Francis Xavier one hundred forty years after the Saint's death. And the great esteem shown this true Catholic missionary by the people of Goa demonstrates that souls liberated by Baptism from their captivity to the devil by means of Original Sin and their participation in false religions remain supremely grateful to the priest responsible for giving new birth to their soul and giving them access to the Sacred Tribunal of Penance and to the worthy reception of the God-Man, Our Blessed Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, in Holy Communion.

Saint Francis Xavier, who was canonized by Pope Gregory XV on March 12, 1622, along with Saint Ignatius of Loyola, Saint Teresa of Avila and Saint Philip Neri, mirrored his mentor and companion Saint Ignatius Loyola's great love for Our Lady. It was to the Mother of God that Saint Francis Xavier entrusted all of his missionary work to effect the conversion of pagan peoples to the true Faith as he prayed Our Lady's Most Holy Rosary on a daily basis.

We may never get to travel to distant lands to serve as missionaries. Each of us, however, can be a spiritual missionary, if you will, by praying as many Rosaries each day as the duties of our states-in-life permit, attempting also to distribute blessed Green Scapulars and blessed Miraculous Medals to those whom God's Holy Providence places in our paths each day. We desire the possession of Heaven for ourselves. We desire it also for all others on the face of this earth as each person is made in the image and likeness of the Most Blessed Trinity and has been redeemed by the shedding of the Most Precious Blood of the Second Person of the Most Blessed Trinity, Our Blessed Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, made Incarnate by the power of the Third Person of the Most Blessed Trinity, God the Holy Ghost, in the Virginal and Immaculate Womb of Our Lady.

May Saint Francis Xavier help us to have a holy zeal for souls and a holy zeal for the honor and glory and majesty of God as we reject everything to do with the false religion of conciliarism and with its spiritual robber baron "popes" and "bishops" who do indeed esteem the devil's religions and reaffirm people in falsehoods that could indeed wind up sending them to Hell for all eternity.

May Saint Francis Xavier help us to lift high the Holy Cross in our lives on a daily basis--and to keep Our Lady and all of the angels and saints, himself included, company at the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass offered by true bishops and true priests who are una cum the Catholic Faith and not with the apostates who blaspheme God regularly.

Immaculate Heart of Mary, triumph soon!

Isn't it time to pray a Rosary now?

Vivat Christus Rex! Viva Cristo Rey! 

Our Lady of the Rosary, pray for us.

Saint John the Baptist, pray for us.

Saint John the Evangelist, pray for us.

Saint Michael the Archangel, pray for us.

Saint Gabriel the Archangel, pray for us.

Saint Raphael the Archangel, pray for us.

Saints Joachim and Anne, pray for us.

Saints Caspar, Melchior, and Balthasar, pray for us.

Saint Francis Xavier, S.J., pray for us.

Saint Ignatius Loyola, S.J., pray for us.