Tuesday of the Tenth week in Ordinary Time

1st book of Kings

17,7-16.

The brook near where Elijah was hiding ran dry, because no rain had fallen in the land.
So the LORD said to him:
"Move on to Zarephath of Sidon and stay there. I have designated a widow there to provide for you."
He left and went to Zarephath. As he arrived at the entrance of the city, a widow was gathering sticks there; he called out to her, "Please bring me a small cupful of water to drink."
She left to get it, and he called out after her, "Please bring along a bit of bread."
"As the LORD, your God, lives," she answered, "I have nothing baked; there is only a handful of flour in my jar and a little oil in my jug. Just now I was collecting a couple of sticks, to go in and prepare something for myself and my son; when we have eaten it, we shall die."
"Do not be afraid," Elijah said to her. "Go and do as you propose. But first make me a little cake and bring it to me. Then you can prepare something for yourself and your son.
For the LORD, the God of Israel, says, 'The jar of flour shall not go empty, nor the jug of oil run dry, until the day when the LORD sends rain upon the earth.'"
She left and did as Elijah had said. She was able to eat for a year, and he and her son as well;
The jar of flour did not go empty, nor the jug of oil run dry, as the LORD had foretold through Elijah.

Psalms

4,2-3.4-5.7-8.

When I call, answer me, O my just God,
you who relieve me when I am in distress;
have pity on me, and hear my prayer!
Men of rank, how long will you be dull of heart?
Why do you love what is vain and seek after falsehood?
Know that the LORD does wonders for his faithful one;
the LORD will hear me when I call upon him.
Tremble, and sin not;
reflect, upon your beds, in silence.
O LORD, let the light of your countenance shine upon us!
You put gladness into my heart,
more than when grain and wine abound.

Holy Gospel of Jesus Christ according to Saint Matthew

5,13-16.

Jesus said to his disciples: "You are the salt of the earth. But if salt loses its taste, with what can it be seasoned? It is no longer good for anything but to be thrown out and trampled underfoot.
You are the light of the world. A city set on a mountain cannot be hidden.
Nor do they light a lamp and then put it under a bushel basket; it is set on a lampstand, where it gives light to all in the house.
Just so, your light must shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your heavenly Father."

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St. Robert of Newminster (12th century)()

ST. ROBERT OF NEWMINSTER(12th century) In 1132, Robert was a monk at Whitby, England when news arrived that thirteen religious had been violently expelled from the Abbey of St. Mary in York. They were expelled for proposing to restore strict Benedictine rule. Robert set out to join them and found them living on the banks of the Skeld, in the midst of winter, in a hut made of hurdles and roofed with turf. In the spring, they affiliated themselves to St. Bernard's reform at Clairvaux, and for two years struggled on in extreme poverty. At length, the fame of their sanctity brought another novice, Hugh, Dean of York, who endowed the community with all his wealth, and laid the foundation of Fountains Abbey. In 1137, Raynulph, Baron of Morpeth, was so edified by the example of the monks that he built them a monastery in Northumberland called Newminster, of which Robert became abbot. The holiness of Robert's life, even more than his words, guided his brethren to perfection. Within ten years, three new communities went forth to become centers of holiness in other parts. The abstinence of Robert in refectory alone sufficed to maintain the mortified spirit of the community. One Easter Day, his stomach, weakened by the fast of Lent, could take no food, and he at last consented to eat some bread sweetened with honey. Before it was brought, he felt this relaxation would be a dangerous example, and sent the food untouched to the poor at the gate. The plate was received by a young man of shining countenance who straightaway disappeared. At the next meal, the plate descended empty to the abbot's place in the refectory, proving that what he sacrificed for his brethren had been accepted by Christ. At the moment of Robert's death in 1159, St. Godric, the hermit of Finchale, saw his soul borne up by angels; and as heaven opened, a voice repeated twice, "Enter now, my friends."

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St. Willibald()

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Bl. Emmanuel Ruiz and Companions()

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