July 16, 2011 A.D.
Fr. Shane Gallaher shared the following story during his homily in Medjugorje about Archbishop Fulton Sheen on July 6, 2011:
A couple of months before his death, the famous archbishop Fulton Sheen – if you don’t know him, get to know him. He is a powerful figure. He died in 1979 and his cause is up for canonization. A lot of Americans know him, but he wouldn’t be that known across the Atlantic. Archbishop Fulton Sheen was interviewed on national television. One of the questions on TV that he was asked directly was, “What is it or what was it that inspired you to do great things with your life? Was it the Pope? Was it a saint? Was it a personal experience yourself in your own life?” He said, “No, not a pope, not a cardinal, not a saint.” He said, “What inspired me to do my Holy Hour every day, to live a good life, and to do things for the Lord, was a little Chinese girl of eleven.”
Archbishop Fulton Sheen went on to say that in 1949, when this little girl was eleven, the government of China was communist. They went into this parish where this girl was from and they put the parish priest under house arrest. Then they went down to the church, went up in the sanctuary, opened the Tabernacle, took out the ciborium and scattered the hosts across the floor in an act of desecration. All the priest could do was look out the window in horror. This little girl was watching quietly in the background, this little Chinese girl. When the Communist left, they didn’t pay any attention to this little girl. She came out to the church and every night – the priest knew that there had been thirty-two sacred hosts in the ciborium – and every night for thirty-two nights, the little girl would slip past the guard, she would kneel down in adoration in front of the hosts on the floor, do her holy hour of prayer, an act of love to make up for the act of hatred. After her holy hour, she then snuck into the sanctuary, knelt down, bent down with her tongue and picked up each host, one host each night for thirty-two nights with her tongue. She wouldn’t even touch the host with her hand, such was her respect. She continued to keep coming for the thirty-two nights. On the thirty-second night, after she had received the final host off the floor, she awoke a guard. The guard heard a noise and found her. He beat her to death with the butt of his rifle. The priest witnessed this. That little girl inspired Fulton Sheen because the little girl knew what the sacred was. She knew – she knew what the sacred was. – Fr. Shane Gallaher, Medjugorje July 6, 2011
Our Lady of Medjugorje told us:
September 25, 1995