Acta Sanctorum: St. Charbel Makhulf (July 24)
July 24, 2026
Fr. John Colacino C.PP.S.

 

July 24
 
St. Charbel Makhulf
 
Life (1828-1898)
 

He was the fifth child of a devout farmer in the mountains of Lebanon, north of Beirut. At baptism into the Catholic Maronite (or West Syrian) Rite, he was given the name Joseph (Youssef).

Youssef had two uncles who were Maronite monks. Though initially he tended sheep and worked as a farmhand, he was inspired by his uncles’ vocations to want to be a monk. One day in 1851 a young woman gave signs of desiring to marry him. The next morning, and without even telling his widowed mother, Youssef walked the ten-hour journey to the monastery of Our Lady of Mayfouq, and asked to be admitted into the Lebanese Maronite religious order.

The monks of Mayfouq welcomed him and gave him the religious name Sharbel, after a martyr who had died at Antioch in the year 107. Sharbel made the second year of his novitiate in the monastery of St. Maron at Annaya, some 15 kilometers south of Mayfouq. Thus, he was 25 in 1853 when he took his solemn vows. He then made his priestly studies at the monastery at St. Cyprian at Kfifane. Always near the head of his class, he was ordained a priest on July 23, 1858. He was then assigned to the monastery of Annaya. There he spent the next 16 years in community life with his fellow monks.

Monastic rules are guides to holiness when diligently observed. Father Sharbel tried to live up to his rule perfectly. His obedience became legendary. For humility, he sought out the most menial tasks. His penances and prayer life were just as rigorous. He had special devotion to the Blessed Sacrament and to Mary.

In Eastern monasticism, life as a hermit is considered superior to life in a community. Sharbel asked his abbot for permission to withdraw to the monastery’s nearby hermitage. The abbot refused. Then in 1875 an odd thing happened. The lamp in Sharbel’s cell kept burning even though the reservoir contained not oil but water. That same year the abbot granted his request. For the last 23 years of his life he lived in the hermitage of SS. Peter and Paul, ever increasing in union with God. He died at age 70. His body was then buried unembalmed and coffinless.

It was only after his death that his remains became an attraction. For 45 nights a bright light shone from his tomb. The superiors decided to exhume his body. Although it had spent four months in the earth and was found floating in mud, it was not corrupted but as natural as on the day of burial. It was cleaned, reclothed, put into a coffin, and set in a corner of the chapel.

Now there began to come forth from his body a liquid that seemed a mixture of perspiration and blood. This liquid, collected on cloths, started to work cures. The body was examined again in 1927 and 1950, and found still lifelike and flexible. By now it was an object of pilgrimage, and from 1950 on there were 2,000 reported miracles. Two of these were selected by Pope Paul VI in 1965 as a basis for Sharbel’s beatification.

After his beatification, the body finally decayed, leaving only the skeleton. Paul VI canonized Blessed Sharbel in 1977. His feast day is July 23.

Still another marvel in narrated of this miracle-working saint. Apparently nobody had ever painted his portrait or taken his picture during his life. But, on May 8, 1950, a photographer took a picture of a group of five pilgrims who had come to his shrine. When the picture was developed, there in the group stood a sixth person, a white-bearded monk, hooded and with downcast eyes. Everybody was surprised for there had been no monk on hand when the photographer took the picture. But those who had known the saint exclaimed, “That’s Father Sharbel!” All the pictures of the Saint since then have been based on this seemingly miraculous posthumous portrait.   - Father Robert F. McNamara

 
Scripture (Sirach 3:17-24)
 
My child, conduct your affairs with humility,
and you will be loved more than a giver of gifts.
Humble yourself the more, the greater you are,
and you will find favor with God.
The greater you are,
the more you must humble yourself in all things,
and you will find grace before God.
For great is the power of God;
by the humble he is glorified.
What is too sublime for you, seek not,
into things beyond your strength search not.
What is committed to you, attend to;
for it is not necessary for you to see with your eyes
those things which are hidden.
With what is too much for you meddle not,
when shown things beyond human understanding.
Their own opinion has misled many,
and false reasoning unbalanced their judgment.
Where the pupil of the eye is missing, there is no light,
and where there is no knowledge, there is no wisdom.
 

Writings

(Year A). Why do human beings have to descend when the path of the Lord ascends? People are loaded down with many burdens that bend their back so much that their foreheads touch the ground, preventing them from standing up and raising their heads to see the face of God. They try to liberate themselves from them; everyone gets rid of them only to load themselves down in other ways, and finally they find themselves weighed down with even heavier burdens. Jesus Christ is the only one capable of liberating all human beings from their burdens for a slave cannot set another slave free.

    A human being is born tied up with cords and bound with chains to which he becomes accustomed throughout his life. Many are those who die without being freed from them. People get used to their chains. They cherish them as though they were an integral part of themselves so that it becomes difficult for them to set themselves free of them. Their gleaming chains dazzle their eyes so that they no longer see the Lord’s face. Their deafening racket prevents them from hearing His voice. They are so proud of the brilliance of their fetters and of their clanking that they cherish them. The chains may well gleam, but they are nonetheless alienating. Instead of polishing them, break them. Instead of making music with them, unfasten them so as to free yourself from them.

    The Lord suffers to see the people for whom He was made flesh, died, and rose again in order to give them life and eternal happiness, chained up and seeking their happiness where they will not find it. Your happiness in this world is not of this world, for if you were of this world you would have remained in it. Your happiness does not lie in material goods, for they will not procure it for you. Why do men run about seeking gold? A human being is much more valuable than gold! He is the son of God and his value is in himself. Gold does not liberate a human being from his attachments; it only makes them more splendid. Your happiness does not come from men who cannot offer it to you, because they do not possess it, and because no one can give what does not belong to him. Jesus alone is able to give you true happiness.

    Only human beings live between asphalt and concrete. Their minds become blackened like asphalt, and their hearts harden like concrete. Their intellects produce only dark ideas, and their souls become empty of any love. Human beings are like an inert, soulless matter, and some of them resemble stones. Proud as they are, they stubbornly seek happiness in sin, which causes them nothing but worry, sadness, misery, and emptiness. They have become proud with regard to themselves, towards one another, and towards God. Do you not realize that the Lord is able to reduce them to dust in an instant? But the love of our God is great. He loves human beings with an unending love because they are his sons and daughters. He wanted them to be the light of the world, in his image. (Attributed)

 
Musical Selection (John Michael Talbot)
 
 
As morning breaks I look to You, O God
To be my strength this day, Alleluia
As morning breaks I look to You, O God
To be my strength this day, Alleluia
O God You are my God
For You my soul is thirsty
My body pines for You
Like a dry weary land without water
So I gaze upon You
In Your sanctuary
To see Your strength and glory
 
As morning breaks I look to You, O God
To be my strength this day, Alleluia
 
For Your love is better than life
My lips can speak Your praises
I will bless You of my life
In Your name I will life up my hands 
 
And my soul shall be filled as with a banquet
My mouth shall praise Your name with joy
 
As morning breaks I look to You, O God
To be my strength this day, Aleluia
As morning breaks I look to You, O God
To be my strength this day, Alleluia... Alleluia
 
Collect
 
O God, who called the Priest Saint Sharbel Makhluf
to the solitary combat of the desert
and imbued him with all manner of devotion,
grant us, we pray,
that, being made imitators of the Lord's Passion,
we may merit to be co-heirs of his Kingdom.
Who lives and reigns with you in the unity of the Holy Spirit,
God, for ever and ever. Amen. (RM)

 

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