Acta Sanctorum: St. Catherine of Genoa (Sept 15)
September 15, 2026
Fr. John Colacino C.PP.S.

 

St. Catherine of Genoa

September 15

 

Life. (1447 - 1510)

The Fieschi family was one of the most noble and powerful families of medieval Genoa. They gave two popes to the Church. In 1447 a daughter, “Catarinetta,” was born into the clan. As she grew up, Catharine showed a desire to become a nun, as her sister was. But when she was 16, her family ruled that she must marry a young man named Julian Adorno. It was one of those marriages of convenience so often contracted by noble families. Julian had an aristocratic name but an empty purse. Catharine had an aristocratic name and a full purse. An ideal match. Since the marriage was founded more in finances than on love, it took long to get off the ground. For the first five years Julian was away from home most of the time. By his own admission, he was unfaithful to his wife. Catharine moped for five years. The next five years she sought solace in parties and entertainments. However, she finally began to pray to God earnestly for light. In 1473, the prayer was answered. God changed her heart and she changed her way of life. She became intensive in her prayer life and even received Holy Communion daily – a rarity in those times. She also dedicated herself to works of piety and charity. Julian, too, turned over a new leaf. His wife’s prayers and his own bankruptcy brought him to his knees. Since their funds were reduced, the couple moved into a small house. Pledged to live henceforth as brother and sister, they began to devote themselves to the needs of the sick in the hospital of Pammatone. Eventually Catharine became the director of the hospital, and a capable one, too. In 1497 Julian died. Catharine took the responsibility of raising his daughter born out of wedlock. From 1473 Catharine Adorno led an intensely spiritual life along with a life of constant activity on behalf of the poor and sick. She also wrote two profound mystical books, one on Purgatory and a Dialogue of the Soul and the Body. Thus, she provided another proof that a person can be both a profound mystic and an able administrator. (She kept her financial accounts at the hospital exactly down to the last penny.) St. Catharine, it must also be remembered, was not a woman religious but a lay woman. Her husband, on his conversion, joined the third Order of St. Francis. She did not even do that. So businesswomen today could well take Catharine of Genoa as a model to follow and a patron to invoke. There was one curious trait in the makeup of St. Catharine. She was an intense person, we are told, and was “without humor or wit.” There are people of that makeup. Probably we are more readily attracted to saints who had a lively sense of humor, like Thomas More, Robert Bellarmine, Teresa of Avila and Elizabeth Seton. But even a saint can’t have everything. The lack of wit is a personal flaw comparable, perhaps, to tone-deafness, color-blindness or bowlegs. Flaws like these may be regrettable, but they certainly don’t keep one out of heaven. Anyhow, after the resurrection, we are assured our personal imperfections will all be rectified. Indeed, as soon as they get to heaven, souls who are good but humorless will quickly learn to smile. Did not the Book of Proverbs say of the valiant woman, “She shall laugh in the latter day?” (31:25) And Our Lord promised, “Blessed are you who weep: you shall laugh.” (Luke 6:21) As Sir Thomas Browne put it, we can look forward to “that unextinguishable laugh in heaven.”  --Father Robert F. McNamara

Scripture. (Zephaniah 1:14–18)

 The great day of the Lord is near,
   near and hastening fast;
the sound of the day of the Lord is bitter,
   the warrior cries aloud there. 
 That day will be a day of wrath,
   a day of distress and anguish,
a day of ruin and devastation,
   a day of darkness and gloom,
a day of clouds and thick darkness, 
   a day of trumpet blast and battle cry
against the fortified cities
   and against the lofty battlements. 

 I will bring such distress upon people
   that they shall walk like the blind;
   because they have sinned against the Lord,
their blood shall be poured out like dust,
   and their flesh like dung. 
 Neither their silver nor their gold
   will be able to save them
   on the day of the Lord’s wrath;
in the fire of his passion
   the whole earth shall be consumed;
for a full, a terrible end
   he will make of all the inhabitants of the earth. 

Writings

(Year A). I believe no happiness can be found worthy to be compared with that of a  soul in Purgatory except that of the saints in Paradise; and day by day  this happiness grows as God flows into these souls, more and more as the  hindrance to His entrance is consumed. Sin's rust is the hindrance, and the  fire burns the rust away so that more and more the soul opens itself up to  the divine inflowing. A thing which is covered cannot respond to the sun's  rays, not because of any defect in the sun, which is shining all the time,  but because the cover is an obstacle; if the cover be burnt away, this  thing is open to the sun; more and more as the cover is consumed does it  respond to the rays of the sun.
 

It is in this way that rust, which is sin, covers souls, and in Purgatory  is burnt away by fire; the more it is consumed, the more do the souls  respond to God, the true sun. As the rust lessens and the soul is opened up  to the divine ray, happiness grows; until the time be accomplished the one  wanes and the other waxes. Pain however does not lessen but only the time  for which pain is endured. As for will: never can the souls say these pains  are pains, so contented are they with God's ordaining with which, in pure  charity, their will is united.

There can be no good save by participation in God, who meets the needs of  irrational creatures as He wills and has ordained, never failing them, and  answers to a rational soul in the measure in which He finds it cleansed of  sin's hindrance. When therefore a soul has come near to the pure and clear  state in which it was created, its beatific instinct discovers itself and  grows unceasingly, so impetuously and with such fierce charity (drawing it  to its last end) that any hindrance seems to this soul a thing past bearing. (Spiritual Dialogue)

 

Musical Selection

Pie Jesu Domine, dona eis requiem. Pie Jesu Domine, dona eis sempiternam requiem. (from Dies irae, Missa pro defunctis)

Blessed Jesu, Lord I pray, in thy mercy grant them rest. Lord our God, we pray thee, grant them everlasting rest.

Collect

Gracious God, reveal to your church the depths of your love; 
that, like your servant Catherine of Genoa, 
we might give ourselves in loving service, 
knowing that we have been perfectly loved by you; 
through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. (ECUSA)

 

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