Reflecting on the powerful effects of the parish mission that had just concluded, Bishop Eugene marveled at the conversion of the men who usually never came near a church, and were often militantly against it..
What power has been able to produce such admirable results? It was necessary to see these men who, for a month, perhaps fifteen days, would not dare to make the sign of the cross upon entering the church, if they ever entered it; today, Sunday of Quinquagesima, that is, Sunday called Fat Sunday by the fashionable, to appear courageously as disciples of the Savior in the face of the entire city which they had more or less scandalized up to the present; not only to sing the praises of God and the hymns of their thankfulness in the whole course of the procession, but to glory in their conversion and to trample underfoot human respect, generously carrying in their buttonholes the cross, a visible sign of their reconciliation with God, and to want to not take it off even after the ceremony which, in bringing everyone together, made of them a formidable army corps, and to keep it on while returning home individually! It’s something as admirable as it is phenomenal, when a person knows in what century we are living and who are the men who surround us.
Eugene de Mazenod’s Diary, 21 January 1844, EO XXI
Writing to Father Tempier, Eugene shared the same sentimants:
Imagine, at my arrival yesterday I found in the church of St-Cannat a thousand men gathered and singing with their powerful voices hymns of gratitude. I confirmed more than 200, a thousand received Holy Communion. During the afternoon an immense procession of an even greater number of men courageously faced what people might say and filled the enclosure and the square of Le Calvaire as well as all the near-by streets, windows, balconies and roofs…
Each man in his lapel wore a cross hanging from a ribbon. and they wore this sign of grace the whole day long; and these men who, a few days previously, would have been ashamed to make the Sign of the Cross on entering a church, dared to wear this pious decoration in all the streets of the city and down to the port where many were seen walking. Isn’t this admirable? And what if it had been the women? We know what they can do in similar circumstances.
Letter to Father Henri Tempier, 19 February 1844, EO X n 834
How beautiful to be able to share these sentiments of Eugene’s enormous pastoral heart, from which was born the Mazenodian family.