Saint Fidelis’ Greatest Sermon

Today is the feast of Saint Fidelis of Sigmaringen, (+1622) whose original name was Mark Rey:  His names comes from his birthplace, with the Fidelis his name in religion, after he joined the Capuchins in the first decade of the 1600’s, as Shakespeare – whose death day was yesterday, eight years before Fidelis’ – was writing his sonnets and plays in England just after the Elizabethan era, and the so-called ‘Reformation’ at its height.

Mark’s first job was as a lawyer, in which task he was known for his honesty – yes, I know –  and his pro bono work for the poor, definitely not in the normally pecunious profession for the money or prestige, but, still, the moral compromises compromised his conscience, and rather than continuing in sorrow, young Mark Rey was prompted to  ‘come higher’, sell everything, and follow Christ, his hand firmly on the plow without looking back.

He entered the austere Capuchin Franciscans, founded a century before by Matteo da Bascio, and was sent to preach and convert the Calvinists, still in the throes of their early misguided zeal. But Father Fidelis’ own zeal was deeper and more pure, founded on the truth of Catholicism, flowing from the sacraments and the prayers of all the saints who had gone before him.

Father Fidelis’ was a persuasive preacher, steeped in the Faith, and using his logical and rhetorical skills to present the truth in a way that was irresistible. His phenomenal success in converting the wayward Calvinists back to Catholicism was such that their only response was, well, to kill him – the old ad baculum fallacy of which Aristotle speaks – to the stick. Beat thine opponent into submission, or death.

On April 24th, 1622, the priest gave an unusually eloquent sermon, even for him, after which he gazed into heaven in ecstasy. What he foretold in the days and weeks previously, when he began signing his letters, P. Fidelis, prope diem esca vermium was now to be fulfilled:Father Fidelis, close to the day he will be the food for worms’

After that fateful homily, in a church nestled in the breathtakingly beautiful canton of Seewis, Switzerland, Fidelis was confronted by a group of Calvinist soldiers, with their pastor at their head, who had just roused them to fury with his own sermon.  They demanded he renounce his Catholicism and join them, an offer which he of course refused, instead declaring that he had come to convert them from their heresy.  One soldier smacked him on the head with his sword, and the priest, gaining his senses, prayed that their sin be not held against them, that they knew not what they did:

Pardon my enemies, O Lord: blinded by passion they know not what they do. Lord Jesus, have mercy on me. Mary, Mother of God, succor me!

The soldiers split his head open, stabbed him numerous times, and chopped off one of his legs in revenge for its bringing him on so many missions to spread the faith.

The Calvinist pastor, realizing what he had done – killed a saint – eventually realized the error of his ways, and converted to Catholicism, we may presume at the intercession of Saint Fidelis, and so, we may hope, did some of the soldiers.

Pope Benedict in his Regensburg address in 2006 declared, using the words of the early emperor Manuel II Paleologus, about another certain religion which uses violence to ‘convert’ those they see as ‘infidels’:

God”, he says, “is not pleased by blood – and not acting reasonably (σὺν λόγω) is contrary to God’s nature. Faith is born of the soul, not the body. Whoever would lead someone to faith needs the ability to speak well and to reason properly, without violence and threats… To convince a reasonable soul, one does not need a strong arm, or weapons of any kind, or any other means of threatening a person with death

Faith must be free, prompted by our own reason, or it is not faith. The same may be said for anything held by our ‘reason’, opposed to any form of exterior coercion.

But, eventually, we must be beyond reasons, when words fail us. The witness of martyrdom has its own voice, and the glorious death of Saint Fidelis is perhaps the best, and most rational, sermon he ever gave.

Ora pro nobis, servus Dei.