September 19 St. Januarius

“Having passed the second step, the soul reaches out to the third—that is—to the Mouth, where she finds peace from the terrible war she has been waging with her sin. On the first step, then, lifting her feet from the affections of the earth, the soul strips herself of vice; on the second she fills herself with love and virtue; and on the third she tastes peace. So the Bridge has three steps, in order that, climbing past the first and the second, you may reach the last, which is lifted on high, so that the water, running beneath, may not touch it…”

-St. Catherine of Siena

 

Psalm 102:5-8, 10, 13

Withered and dried up like grass is my heart;
I forget to eat my bread.
Because of my insistent sighing
I am reduced to skin and bone.
I am like a desert owl;
I have become like an owl among the ruins.
I am sleepless, and I moan;
I am like a sparrow alone on the housetop.
For I eat ashes like bread
and mingle my drink with tears.
But you, O Lord, abide forever,
and your name through all generations.