Sainte Germaine Cousin
Laïque (+ 1601)
Elle était née scrofuleuse, laide et difforme. Sa mère mourut quelque temps après sa naissance et son père n'avait qu'aversion pour elle. Il se remaria et la belle-mère la haïssait. Ils l'obligèrent à coucher sous l'escalier sur des sarments, lui donnant le minimum de nourriture et lui faisant défense d'adresser la parole aux enfants de sa belle-mère. Il en fut ainsi de l'âge de neuf ans jusqu'à celui de vingt-deux ans où elle mourut. Elle passait son temps avec les bêtes, aux champs. Ne sachant pas lire, elle récitait son chapelet. Mais tous les matins, elle entendait la sainte Messe laissant son troupeau qui jamais ne causa de dégâts chez les voisins, restant dans les limites qu'elle lui marquait avant de partir. Elle parlait avec Dieu et cela était pour elle toute joie. Un matin son père la trouva morte sous l'escalier et, à partir de ce moment, les miracles ne cessèrent d'authentifier sa sainteté. Elle fut canonisée en 1867.
A l'aube du grand siècle de Louis XIV, sainte Germaine Cousin meurt en 1601 à
Pibrac, après avoir vécu dans la plus extrême pauvreté. (Diocèse d'Auch -
Quelques saints gersois - L'Eglise
du Gers et son histoire - texte en pdf)
Orpheline, malade, pauvre, maltraitée par ses proches, elle est la sainte de
tous ceux qui souffrent et que la vie malmène d’une manière ou d’une autre...
Sainte Germaine est très honorée dans le département du Lot. Rares sont les
églises où on ne trouve pas un souvenir de notre bergère sous forme de vitrail,
statue, reliquaire ou même cloche baptisée Germaine. (site
dédié à Sainte Germaine réalisé grâce aux documents qui font partie du
patrimoine de la Paroisse de Pibrac.)
Un internaute nous signale le travail de recherche qu'il a fait: 'Germaine Cousin, une petite bergère, une très grande sainte'
À Pibrac au diocèse de Toulouse, en 1601, sainte Germaine Cousin, vierge. Elle
fut, dès son enfance, astreinte à une vie de servitude et frappée de maladies.
Elle endura toutes sortes d’épreuves avec courage et un visage joyeux, et
mourut pieusement à l’âge de vingt-deux ans.
Martyrologe romain
SOURCE : http://nominis.cef.fr/contenus/saint/1324/Sainte-Germaine-Cousin.html
Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres, Sainte
Germaine Cousin bergère de Pibrac, 1856
Montauban église
Saint-Étienne de Sapiac
Sainte Germaine de Pibrac
Germaine Cousin naît à
Pibrac (Haute-Garonne) en 1579, scrofuleuse, laide, un peu difforme, la main
droite presque paralysée. Sa mère mourut peu après. Son père n'avait
qu'aversion pour elle. Sa belle-mère la haïssait. Ils la traitèrent moins bien
que leurs animaux domestiques, l'obligeant à coucher à l'étable ou sous
l'escalier de la maison et ne lui donnant que du pain sec à manger, avec
défense d'adresser la parole aux enfants de la belle-mère. De l'âge de neuf ans
à celui de vingt-deux ans où elle mourut, Germaine garda les moutons de son
père. Il semble bien qu'elle ne savait pas lire. Mais elle avait toujours son
chapelet à la main et assistait chaque jour à la messe. Elle laissait alors ses
moutons à la garde de Dieu; et ils étaient si bien gardés que jamais les loups
ne lui en dérobèrent un seul. Jamais non plus les moutons n'en profitèrent pour
aller brouter chez le voisin, évitant de franchir la limite qu'elle leur fixait
avant de partir, en fichant sa houlette en terre. Le Christ qu'elle aimait et qui
l'aimait lui parlait au cœur et lui donnait de grandes consolations. Il la
tirait d'embarras quand il le fallait, en faisant les miracles qui
s'imposaient. Il continua d'en accomplir tellement à sa prière, lorsqu'elle fut
au ciel, que Pie IX béatifia (1854) puis canonisa (1867) presque coup sur coup
cette humble fille tant méprisée de son vivant. Son père l'ayant trouvée morte
un matin de juin 1601 sous l'escalier, elle fut enterrée dans l'église de
Pibrac où ses restes sont toujours honorés.
Statue
Sainte Germaine de Pibrac dans la cathédrale, Auch (Gers)
Sainte Germaine Cousin
Germaine signifie en
latin du même sang (germen).
Deux saintes illustrent
ce prénom. Germaine Cousin naquit à Pibrac, près de Toulouse, en 1579. Fille de
modestes paysans, de complexion chétive, elle souffrit beaucoup de son
entourage, surtout de sa marâtre. Dès l'âge de neuf ans, la petite Germaine
doit, par tous les temps, garder les troupeaux. A la maison, elle se contente
d'un réduit obscur. Germaine est très pieuse… on la traite de bigote. A ses
railleurs, elle répond par des actes de charité, partageant le peu qu'elle
possède avec les plus malheureux. Deux miracles font taire les médisants. Un
jour, on constate qu'elle traverse le ruisseau sans se mouiller. Une autre
fois, soupçonnée de voler le pain de sa famille pour le distribuer, elle ouvre
son tablier d'où tombent des fleurs. Germaine, la pauvre de Dieu, est trouvée
morte sous un escalier le 15 juin 1601. Elle fut inhumée dans l'église de
Pibrac, son pays natal, en Haute-Garonne. Henri Ghéon, auteur d'œuvres
consacrées aux saints, a produit en l'honneur de la sainte de Pibrac : "La
bergère au pays des loups".
Germaine de Pibrac était
née laide, handicapée, la main droite presque paralysée. Elle était la
mal-aimée, traitée moins bien qu'un chien. Germaine, vaillante et partageuse,
était consolée par l'intimité du Christ vivant en son coeur. Même après sa
mort, elle était tombée dans l'oubli malgré ses miracles. Mais "Dieu
a choisi ce qui est faible pour confondre les forts et les puissants".
Deux siècles et demi après la mort de l'humble bonne à rien et à tout faire, le
Pape Pie XI la proclamait sainte et la Jeunesse Agricole Chrétienne Féminine,
la J.A.C.F., la prit comme sainte patronne lors de sa fondation. Sainte
Germaine de Pibrac trouva toujours sa paix et son réconfort dans la prière.
Elle ne se séparait jamais de son chapelet, demeurant dans la compagnie de la
Vierge Marie : "Le Seigneur a porté son regard sur sa petite
servante... Lui qui élève les humbles".
Rédacteur: Frère Bernard
Pineau, OP
SOURCE : http://www.lejourduseigneur.com/Web-TV/Saints/Germaine-de-Pibrac
SAINTE GERMAINE COUSIN
Vierge, Bergère
(1579-1601)
Germaine Cousin naquit à
Pribrac, non loin de Toulouse. Sa courte vie de vingt-deux ans est une
merveille de la grâce. Fille d'un pauvre laboureur, percluse de la main droite,
scrofuleuse, elle fut, pour comble de malheur, privée de sa mère, à peine sortie
du berceau. La petite orpheline devint l'objet de la haine et du mépris d'une
belle-mère acariâtre et sans coeur; la douleur, née avec elle, devait être sa
compagne jusqu'à la mort. Cette pauvre ignorante fut instruite par Dieu même
dans la science de la prière.
Bergère des troupeaux de
la famille, elle passait son temps en conversations avec le Ciel; le chapelet
était son seul livre; la Sainte Vierge était sa Mère, les Anges ses amis,
l'Eucharistie sa vie. Souvent on la vit agenouillée dans la neige, traversant à
pied sec le ruisseau voisin sans se mouiller, pour se rendre à l'église, où
elle assistait chaque jour au Saint Sacrifice et communiait souvent, pendant
que ses brebis paissaient tranquilles autour de sa quenouille plantée en terre.
Charitable pour les pauvres, elle leur donnait son pauvre pain noir, ne vivant
guère que de l'amour de Dieu; et, un jour, le Ciel renouvela pour elle le
miracle des roses devant les yeux de son impitoyable marâtre.
A sa mort, les Anges et les Vierges célestes chantèrent au-dessus de sa maison. Quarante ans plus tard, on trouva, comme par hasard, mais providentiellement, son corps intact avec un bouquet de fleurs fraîches, sous les dalles de l'église de sa paroisse. Elle est devenue une des grandes Thaumaturges et une des Saintes les plus populaires de la France.
Abbé L. Jaud, Vie
des Saints pour tous les jours de l'année, Tours, Mame, 1950.
SOURCE : http://magnificat.ca/cal/fr/saints/sainte_germaine_cousin.html
Cycle
de sainte Germaine, Passage du ruisseau à pied sec, Jean Ningres, église
Sainte-Germaine (Toulouse)
Cycle de sainte Germaine, Instruction des enfants, Jean Ningres, église Sainte-Germaine (Toulouse)
Cycle de sainte Germaine, Miracle des roses, Jean Ningres, église Sainte-Germaine (Toulouse)
Cycle
de sainte Germaine, Mort de sainte Germaine, Jean Ningres, église
Sainte-Germaine (Toulouse)
Sainte Germaine Cousin,
la maltraitée de Pibrac
La famille Cousin dont le
père s’appelait Laurent et la mère Marie Laroche vivait à Pibrac, vers l’an
1579, dans un petit village à quelques kilomètres de Toulouse.
Quand Germaine naquit, la
pauvre petite avait des scrofules et, comme on dirait aujourd’hui, elle était
handicapée de sa main droite qui était atrophiée. De plus, elle était à peine
née que sa mère mourut. Ça commence bien !
Peu de temps après, son
père se remaria et eut des enfants de la seconde femme. Celle-ci n’eut, pour
Germaine, que des regards de haine. Ainsi, Germaine, déjà orpheline fut placée
sous le joug d’une cruelle marâtre.
Pour nous consoler, les
Petits Bollandistes écrivent “Elle aima la douleur comme une soeur née avec
elle, placée avec elle dans le berceau, et qui fut sa constante et unique
compagne depuis son premier cri jusqu’à son dernier soupir.”
Sous prétexte que
Germaine avait des scrofules et que c’était contagieux, la belle-mère ne
voulait pas que Germaine vive avec ses propres filles.
Elle persuada son mari de
lui faire garder les troupeaux. Comme ça, elle serait toujours dehors et loin
de ses demi-soeurs. Quand elle était à la maison, elle devait manger dans
l’étable ou par terre au fond du couloir.
Il lui était interdit
d’avoir des contacts avec ses soeurs que pourtant, paraît-il, elle aimait
tendrement. Elle n’avait aucune jalousie des préférences dont ses soeurs étaient
l’objet. Mais que faisait donc son père ? Elle était donc toujours par monts et
par vaux, gardant les moutons par tous les temps, supportant le froid comme la
chaleur.
Tous les jours elle
allait à la messe. Elle plantait sa quenouille en terre et la quenouille
gardait les moutons. Les loups étaient nombreux dans la région mais jamais un
loup ne lui enleva de mouton. Malgré cela, la marâtre n’arrêtait pas de lui
reprocher sa négligence lorsqu’elle allait à l’église en laissant ses moutons.
Pour aller à l’église,
elle devait passer un gros ruisseau. Mais rien ne l’arrêtait. Un jour que le
ruisseau était extrêmement gonflé, des paysans qui la voyaient venir se
demandaient, d’un ton railleur comment elle ferait pour passer. O surprise !
les eaux s’ouvrirent devant elle et elle traversa sans même mouiller sa robe.
Bien qu’elle n’avait pas
beaucoup de nourriture, elle les partageait avec des pauvres. Sa marâtre
l’accusa de voler le pain de la maison. Un jour de plein hiver, la marâtre
croit s’apercevoir que Germaine avait emporté du pain dans son tablier. Elle
courut après, en furie, avec un bâton. Des voisins la virent et devinèrent ses
intentions. Ils s’empressèrent de la rattraper avant qu’elle puisse frapper
Germaine. Ils la rejoignirent et il fallut qu’elle ouvre son tablier. Mais à la
place de pain, apparut un joli bouquet de roses.
Les voisins allèrent
raconter le fait au village. Depuis, son père interdit à sa femme de battre
Germaine. Il lui proposa même de loger dans la maison mais elle refusa et
continua à dormir dans son appentis, sous l’escalier. (Cf. Saint Alexis au 17
février)
Un matin que son père ne
l’avait pas vu sortir comme d’habitude, il alla voir sous l’escalier et la
trouva morte sur son lit de sarment. Elle avait 22 ans.
On raconte que la nuit
même de sa mort, deux religieux qui allaient vers Pibrac, furent surpris par
l’obscurité et s’arrêtèrent dans les ruines du château. Ils virent passer deux
jeunes filles, vêtues de blanc, qui se dirigeaient vers la ferme Cousin. Quelques
instants plus tard, les apparitions reprirent le chemin inverse mais à la place
de deux, il y en avait trois dont l’une était couronnée de fleurs.
Elle fut enterrée dans
l’église de Pibrac, en face de la chaire, sous les dalles du sol, sans aucune inscription.
Peu à peu, on l’oublia ainsi que le lieu exact où elle avait été enterrée.
Vers l’an 1644, à
l’occasion de funérailles, le sonneur se disposait à creuser une fosse dans
l’église. A peine avait-il soulevé une première dalle qu’un corps enseveli se
montra. Le sonneur effrayé se mit à crier. Cela attira quelques personnes qui
constatèrent que l’endroit du visage qui avait été touché par la pioche offrait
l’aspect de la chair vive. Le corps fut ensuite découvert complètement. Il
était entier et préservé de la corruption. Les ongles des pieds étaient
parfaitement adhérents. Même les fleurs qu’elle tenait dans sa main n’étaient
que légèrement fanées. A la difformité d’une de ses mains et aux blessures du
cou, on reconnut le corps de Germaine Cousin qui était là depuis 43 ans.
On plaça le cadavre -
tellement frais - debout près de la chaire, devant le banc des notables, exposé
à la vue de tout le monde.
Un an plus tard, une des
notables, Marie de Clément Gras, épouse de noble François de Beauregard, se mit
à rechigner parce que Germaine était placée juste à côté du banc qu’elle
occupait à l’église. Sans doute pas trop loin du poële ! Elle ordonnât qu’on
éloignât la Germaine.
Bien mal lui en prit.
Elle attrapa un ulcère au sein et l’enfant qu’elle nourrissait devint malade et
fut presque moribond. On fit venir des médecins de Toulouse. Rien à faire.
Alors, son mari lui rappela le mépris qu’elle avait eu pour la pauvre Germaine
et se demanda si Dieu n’avait pas été offensé et voulait la punir par le mal
dont elle souffrait.
Marie Gras demanda alors
pardon. Durant la nuit suivante, elle se réveilla et vit une grande clarté dans
sa chambre. Elle crût voir Germaine qui lui prédit la guérison de son enfant.
Elle regarda son sein. La plaie était presque fermée. Elle fit venir son
enfant, il était guéri et téta abondamment le lait qu’il refusait depuis
longtemps.
Le lendemain, elle offrit
une caisse de plomb où l’on plaça le corps de Germaine. Il fut porté dans la
sacristie. Et on l’oublia encore. Germaine était décidément faite pour être
délaissée et oubliée.
Le 22 septembre 1661, le
vicaire général de l’archevêque de Toulouse, Jean Dufour, vint à Pibrac. Il
était entré dans la sacristie et fut étonné de voir un cercueil en pareil lieu.
Il le fit ouvrir et l’on trouva Germaine aussi fraîche que 16 ans auparavant.
Alors on lui raconta tous
les détails de sa vie et la manière dont elle avait été retrouvée. Il fit même
creuser sous l’église, à l’endroit où Germaine avait été retrouvée. Il y avait
d’autres corps à l’état de squelette. On ne pouvait donc plus douter du
miracle.
De fil en aiguille, à la
suite de nombreux miracles, on demanda la canonisation en 1700.
A la révolution, en 1793,
un fabricant d’étain et quatre hommes enlevèrent le cercueil de Germaine pour
en faire des balles. Ils retirèrent le corps qu’ils enfouirent dans la
sacristie en jetant dessus de l’eau et de la chaux vive. Mais peu après, un des
hommes fut paralysé d’un bras, l’autre devint difforme, son cou se raidit et sa
tête se tourna vers l’une de ses épaules. Le troisième fut atteint d’un mal de
reins qui l’obligea à se plier en deux et porter cette infirmité jusqu’à son
tombeau. Les deux autres implorèrent Germaine pour obtenir son pardon, ce
qu’elle fit.
Quelques temps après la
révolution, le maire de Pibrac, Jean Cabriforce, à la demande de la population,
fit ouvrir la fosse. On découvrit une fois de plus Germaine, mais cette fois
les chairs avaient été fort atteintes par la chaux. On mit notre Germaine dans
un beau nouveau suaire et on la replaça dans la sacristie.
Quelques années plus
tard, un pèlerinage attira les foules. Après bien des aventures turbulentes où
le corps de Germaine fut “transbahuté” à différents endroits, et où l’on put
dresser une liste impressionnante de miracles, le procès en béatification
reprit son cours et Germaine fut béatifiée par Pie IX le 7 mai 1854.
Il paraît qu’elle ne
savait pas lire.
On la représente avec une
houlette, un mouton, une quenouille et aussi avec un tablier sur lequel on peut
voir un bouquet de roses.
Elle une des patronnes des bergers.
SOURCE : http://carmina-carmina.com/carmina/Mytholosaintes/germaine.htm
Chapelle
de Lothéa ː statue de sainte Germaine Cousin.
Sainte Germaine Cousin
Fille d'un modeste
laboureur, Germaine naît à Frouzins petit village près de Toulouse,
en 1579.
Atteinte de scrofules
(adénopathie tuberculeuse), elle a aussi une main atrophiée. Sa mère meurt
alors qu'elle était encore très jeune. Son père se remarie et dès lors, elle
subira les humiliations de sa belle-mère, acariâtre, et sera reléguée dans un
appentis, loin de la vie familiale.
Elle persuada son père de
l'envoyer garder les troupeaux, où là, dans la nature, elle pouvait réciter son
chapelet et trouver le réconfort dans la prière. Tous les jours elle allait à
la messe.
Elle donnait le peu de
pain qu'elle avait aux pauvres. Un jour de 1601, son père la trouva morte dans
le réduit où on l'obligeait à dormir. Elle avait 22 ans. Elle fut enterrée dans
l'église de Pibrac, et peu à peu tout le monde oublia l'existence de cette
sépulture.
Les miracles de son vivant
:
• Elle plantait sa
quenouille en terre et la quenouille gardait les moutons ; jamais une brebis ne
s'égara, et jamais non plus les loups, pourtant nombreux dans la région à cette
époque, n'attaquèrent le troupeau.
• Pour aller à l’église,
elle devait passer un gros ruisseau. Un jour que le ruisseau était en crue, des
paysans qui la voyaient venir se demandaient, d’un ton railleur comment elle
ferait pour passer. Les eaux s’ouvrirent devant elle et elle traversa sans même
mouiller sa robe.
• Un jour, sa marâtre
l'accusa de voler du pain. Elle la poursuivit afin de la frapper et de la
confondre, malgré l'insistance de voisins qui voulaient la retenir. Quand
celle-ci rattrapa Germaine et lui fit ouvrir son tablier, à la place du pain
qu'elle pensait y trouver s'étalait une brassée de roses. Son père fut alors
ébranlé, il interdit à sa femme de frapper Germaine et lui demanda de
réintégrer la maison ailleurs que dans le grabat qu'elle occupait. Elle refusa.
• La nuit de sa mort, on
raconte que deux religieux en route pour Pibrac à la nuit tombée, virent passer
en direction de la maison de Laurent Cousin deux jeunes filles vêtues de blanc.
Le lendemain matin, alors qu'ils reprenaient leur route, ils virent ressortir
trois jeunes filles, dont l'une, encadrée par les deux autres, était couronnée
de fleurs.
Les Miracles après sa
mort :
En 1644, alors que le
sacristain se préparait à organiser des funérailles en creusant une fosse, il
tomba sur un corps enseveli dont la fraîcheur le stupéfia. Même les fleurs que
la morte tenait étaient à peine fanées. A la difformité de sa main, aux cicatrices
des ganglions de son cou, on reconnut Germaine Cousin. Toutefois, son corps fut
déposé dans un cercueil de plomb, offert par une paroissienne guérie par
l'intercession de la sainte, et déposé dans la sacristie où il demeura, à
nouveau oublié, encore seize ans.
Le 22 septembre 1661, le
vicaire général de l’archevêque de Toulouse, Jean Dufour, vint à Pibrac. Il
s'étonna de voir ce cercueil resté dans la sacristie, le fit ouvrir, et
découvrit que la sainte présentait toujours le même état de fraîcheur. Il fit
creuser tout autour de là où le corps avait été trouvé, et tous les morts
enterrés au même endroit n'étaient plus que des squelettes. Ébranlé par ce
miracle, le vicaire général demanda la canonisation de Germaine en 1700.
Sa dépouille subit encore
de nombreuses pérégrinations accompagnés de plusieurs miracles.
A Pibrac, une basilique a
été élevée en son honneur. La maison natale de Germaine Cousin existe toujours.
Elle est située à environ 2 kilomètres du village de Pibrac. Récemment
restaurée, on peut la visiter.
SOURCE : http://angeliqueetnicolas.e-monsite.com/pages/le-mariage/l-eglise.html
Vitrail
représentant sainte Germaine, église de Saint-Priest-la-Plaine, Creuse, France.
Germaine Cousin, la
sainte qu’il nous faut
Jean-Claude
Jaffé | 14 juin 2019
Nous devons au pape Pie
IX la béatification de Germaine Cousin en 1854. « C’est la sainte qu’il nous
faut » aurait-il dit lors de sa béatification. Découvrez son étonnante
histoire.
Pibrac, petite paroisse à
l’ouest de Toulouse, 1579. Oh, la scrofuleuse ! Oh, la manchote ! Oh,
la bigote ! On ne peut pas dire que les fées se soient penchées sur le
berceau de la « pauvre » Germaine, dans tous les sens du terme. Elle
souffre d’une adénopathie tuberculeuse, affection que l’on croyait contagieuse ;
bonne occasion pour sa marâtre de l’isoler dans l’étable ; elle est
difforme, laide, elle a une main atrophiée. De plus, elle va à la messe tous
les jours, même si l’église est un peu éloignée. Sa piété est source de
quolibets. La risée des jeunes filles de son âge ne l’épargne pas.
Esseulée, sans affection,
elle ne se plaint jamais. Elle va garder son troupeau de moutons, dans les
champs, en bordure de la forêt de Bouconne. Le temps s’écoule paisiblement en
récitant le chapelet, douce prière qui efface les méchancetés environnantes. Sa
vie se résume en ce dialogue permanent avec le Christ. Lui, qui a souffert,
peut la comprendre, accueillir sa prière toute simple. Que dire de plus ?
Lire aussi :
Germaine
Cousin, une « Cendrillon » parmi les saints
Vingt-deux ans consacrés
à la prière et à la méditation, sans livre, sans compagnie, en faisant
fonctionner simplement les neurones d’une bergère, qui ignore les moqueries,
qui surmonte la faim, qui sublime les souffrances. En 1601, son père la
découvre morte sous la soupente de l’escalier de l’étable où elle dormait
habituellement. Elle est enterrée dans l’église paroissiale et on l’oublie.
43 ans plus tard, un
nouvel enterrement dans l’église, comme c’était souvent la coutume alors. Il
s’agit d’une villageoise, une certaine Andoualle, de son prénom Marcelle. Le
carillonneur Guillaume Cassé, qui fait office aussi, à l’occasion, de
fossoyeur, après quelques coups de pioche, soulève une dalle et découvre, avec
stupéfaction, le corps d’une jeune fille parfaitement conservé, la peau est
souple, une guirlande de fleurs entoure sa tête et les fleurs sont à peine
fanées.
Sa canonisation est
proclamée le 29 juin 1867
Qui est-elle ? Un
indice ravive la mémoire de deux vieillards au milieu des gens qui ont afflué
par curiosité : une main est difforme. Le cadavre est bien celui de
Germaine Cousin. On prend alors l’initiative de mettre le cadavre debout, près
de la chaire, tout près des places réservées aux notables. Dans un cercueil
provisoire et rudimentaire, elle est exposée ainsi à la vue de tous pendant un
an jusqu’à ce que la châtelaine Marie Gras trouve à redire et demande qu’on
l’éloigne du poêle. Bien mal en prit à cette rechigneuse qui souffrit
soudainement d’un ulcère au sein et de ce fait ne put nourrir convenablement
son jeune bébé à tel point qu’il devint malade et presque moribond.
Lire aussi :
Christiane
Rancé : « Le culte des saints n’a rien d’un opium que l’Église
dispense »
Son mari fait le
rapprochement entre la maladie et l’éloignement de Germaine. Heureuse
clairvoyance ; Marie Gras lui demande pardon et aussitôt retrouve la
santé. En remerciement, elle offre une caisse en plomb pour recueillir le corps
de Germaine et on va la déposer à la sacristie où, à nouveau, c’est l’oubli et
ce, pendant seize ans.
En visite pastorale à
Pibrac, le Vicaire Général de l’archevêque de Toulouse, le chanoine Dufour est
intrigué par la présence de ce cercueil dans la sacristie et aussi de cette
vénération sauvage de nombre de paroissiens pour cette humble bergère dont on
ne sait rien sur sa naissance, bâtarde certainement.
On lui raconte les
circonstances de la découverte de son corps. L’homme spirituel est aussi
cartésien. Il fait exhumer le corps de Marcelle Andoualle pour vérifier si la
conservation exceptionnelle de Germaine ne viendrait pas des qualités du sol.
Il n’en est rien. Le temps a fait son ouvrage, on ne trouve que de la poussière
et de la terre corrompue. Pas de doute, il y a quelque chose de miraculeux.
Lire aussi :
Toulouse
: cinq jours pour honorer Germaine, sainte exceptionnelle et méconnue
Les paroissiens, génération
après génération, – quelle constance ! -, organisent des pèlerinages et ne
cessent de demander aux autorités ecclésiastiques de tout faire pour instruire
un dossier de béatification. On consigne scrupuleusement toutes les guérisons
qu’on lui attribue.
Il en faudra du temps et
de la patience. La béatification sera proclamée le 7 mai 1854 et la
canonisation le 29 juin 1867. Et pour honorer la « germaneta », on
construira en 1901 une basilique, de style romano-byzantin, pour accueillir la
foule des pèlerins venus de tous horizons.
« Elle mit de grandes
intentions à faire de petites choses »
Quant à l’église
paroissiale, elle accueille, dans une splendide châsse offerte par l’abbé
Lamarque, les ossements de la sainte car 1793 a fait des ravages. Les
révolutionnaires ne pouvaient plus supporter les dévotions que l’on continuait
à manifester à Pibrac. Ils jetèrent le corps dans une fosse et la recouvrirent
de chaux qui fit son œuvre mortifère. Préservée divinement, c’est par la folie
humaine que Germaine est ainsi violentée.
Comment une si modeste
personne a-t-elle pu, au cours des ans, susciter tant de ferveur ? Ce qui
attire les foules, hier comme aujourd’hui, ce ne sont pas des prodiges mais la
reconnaissance d’une grâce. Comme le dit si bien Mgr André Collini, ancien
archevêque de Toulouse : « La grâce de savoir que les anonymes, les
humbles de cœur, les meurtris de la vie, les méprisés, les exclus, le peuple
immense de ceux qui n’ont ni le pouvoir, ni le savoir sont les premiers parmi
les bien aimés du Père. » Le cardinal Saliège a fort bien résumé ce destin
fulgurant : « Elle mit de grandes intentions à faire de petites
choses ».
La
châsse de Sainte Germaine; oeuvre de Mr Favier, orfèvre à Lyon 1854. Église
Sainte-Marie Madeleine Pibrac Haute-Garonne France. Matériaux :
Laiton dorée et cristal Taille :1,30m de long, 0,50m de large et 1 m de
haut.
Neuvaine à sainte
Germaine de Pibrac
À réciter pendant 9 jours
devant une statue de sainte Germaine ou devant son image
Sainte Germaine, qui avez
eu la douleur perdre votre mère bien-aimée à l’âge de cinq ans, laquelle fut
remplacée par une marâtre qui vous prit en aversion, priez pour l’union
harmonieuse de nos foyers.
Sainte Germaine, qui
n’avez pas eu la joie de grandir dans une famille unie, priez pour l’union
harmonieuse de nos foyers.
Sainte Germaine, qui avez
trouvé le secret de votre paix et de votre force dans la pratique quotidienne
du saint Sacrifice de la messe, de la visite au Saint-Sacrement et du Rosaire
médité, priez pour l’union harmonieuse de nos foyers.
Sainte Germaine, qui avez
souffert avec une admirable patience la maladie des écrouelles et la mise à
l’écart, ainsi que l’isolement du cœur qui en découlait, priez pour l’union
harmonieuse de nos foyers.
Sainte Germaine, qui avez
souffert avec une admirable patience le traitement dur et injuste de votre
marâtre, sans jamais vous plaindre, trouvant votre soutien seulement dans la
méditation de la Passion du Sauveur, priez pour l’union harmonieuse de nos
foyers.
Sainte Germaine, qui
viviez dans une extrême pauvreté, vous nourrissant seulement de pain noir et
dormant sur quelques fagots de sarments disposés sous un escalier, sans jamais
vous plaindre, priez pour l’union harmonieuse de nos foyers.
Sainte Germaine, modèle
d’obéissance prompte et de fidélité au devoir d’état, malgré vos infirmités,
priez pour l’union harmonieuse de nos foyers.
Sainte Germaine, remplie
d’une extrême charité pour les mendiants, charité que Dieu couronna par le
miracle des fleurs dans votre tablier, priez pour l’union harmonieuse de nos
foyers.
Sainte Germaine, qui êtes
morte comme vous aviez vécu : dans la solitude, priez pour l’union harmonieuse
de nos foyers.
Sainte Germaine, dont le
corps virginal fut protégé par Dieu de la corruption naturelle et de la
destruction par la malice des hommes, en 1793 et en 2000, préservez-nous de
toute division familiale.
Prière
Ô sainte Germaine qui
avez triomphé de la souffrance et de l’isolement du cœur par la patience et la
charité, obtenez-nous des grâces abondantes d’esprit de sacrifice de soi et
d’amour mutuel, pour réaliser des unions stables et harmonieuses dans nos foyers.
1 Notre Père, 3 Je Vous
salue Marie, 1 Gloire au Père.
Souvenez-vous à Sainte
Germaine
Souvenez-vous, ô très
douce Germaine, de vos frères et de vos soeurs qui gémissent et qui souffrent
dans cette vallée de larmes. Souvenez-vous qu'ils espèrent en vous, qu'ils
attendent de vous secours dans leurs épreuves, consolation dans leurs douleurs.
Souvenez-vous que vous aussi avez gémi, que vous aussi avez pleuré, que vous
aussi avez connu la pauvreté, l'isolement, l'humiliation et la souffrance. Et
maintenant, dans votre gloire, souvenez-vous de nos misères; dans votre
puissance, souvenez-vous de notre infirmité; dans votre bonheur, souvenez-vous
de nos larmes! Formez-nous à l'école de votre douceur, de votre patience, de
votre foi, de votre charité. Puis, au sortir de ce monde, recevez-nous dans
l'éternelle Patrie.
SOURCE : http://imagessaintes.canalblog.com/archives/2009/06/28/14233509.html
Église
Saint-Georges de Saint-Georges-de-Reintembault (35). Intérieur. Tableau.
Sainte-Germaine-Cousin.
Also
known as
Germaine of Pibrac
Germana…
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Daughter of Laurent
Cousin, a farm
worker, and Marie Laroche. Her mother died while
Germaine was an infant.
A sickly child,
Germaine suffered from scrofula,
and her right hand was deformed. Ignored by her father and abused by
her step-family, she was often forced to sleep in the stable or in a cupboard
under the stairs, was fed on scraps, beaten or
scalded with hot water for misdeeds, real or imagined.
At age nine Germaine was
put to work as a shepherdess,
where she spent much time praying,
sometimes using a rosary she
made from a knotted string. She
refused to miss Mass, and if
she heard the bell announcing
services, she set her crook and her distaff in the ground, declared her flock
to be under the care of her guardian
angel, and went to church;
her sheep were
unharmed during her absences. It is reported that once she crossed the raging
Courbet River by walking over the waters so she could get to church.
Germaine was so poor it
is hard to imagine she would be able to help others, but she was always ready
to try, especially children whom
she gathered in the fields to teach a
simple catechism and
share the little food she had. The locals laughed at
her religious devotion, and called her ‘the little bigot’.
Once in winter, her
stepmother, Hortense, accused her of stealing bread by hiding it in her apron,
and threatened to beat her with a stick. Germaine opened her apron, and summer
flowers tumbled out. Her parents and neighbors were awed by the obvious
miracle, and began to treat her as a holy person. Her parents invited her to
rejoin the household, but Germaine chose to live as she had.
In 1601 she
was found dead on
her straw pallet under the stairs, and she was buried in
the Church of Pibrac opposite the pulpit. When accidentally exhumed in 1644 during
a renovation, her body was found incorrupt. In 1793 the
casket was desecrated by an anti-Catholic tinsmith named
Toulza, who with three accomplices took out the remains and buried them in
the sacristy,
throwing quick-lime and water on them. After the French
Revolution, her body was found to be still intact save where the quick-lime
had done its work.
Documents attest to more
than 400 miracles or
extraordinary graces received through the intervention of Saint Germain.
They include cures of
every kind (of blindness,
both congenital and resulting from disease, of hip and of spinal disease), and
the multiplication of food for the distressed community of the Good Shepherd
at Bourges, France in 1845.
Born
15 June 1601 in
her parents’ home in Pibrac, France,
apparently of natural causes
relics interred
in the church at Pibrac
29 May 1854 by Pope Blessed Pius
IX
29 June 1867 by Pope Blessed Pius
IX
in France
girl with
a watchdog
girl with
flowers in her apron
peasant girl dying alone in poverty
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flowers falling around her in winter
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Dear God, please don’t
let me be too hungry or too thirsty. Help me to please my mother.
And help me to please you. – prayer of Saint Germaine
MLA
Citation
“Saint Germaine
Cousin“. CatholicSaints.Info. 6 April 2024. Web. 15 December 2024.
<https://catholicsaints.info/saint-germaine-cousin/>
SOURCE : https://catholicsaints.info/saint-germaine-cousin/
Statue
de Sainte Germaine de Pibrac. Auvillar, Église Saint-Pierre
St. Germaine Cousin:
Patron of People with Disabilities and Victims of Abuse
Today, June 15 is the
feast day of St. Germaine Cousin, a simple and devout young girl who lived in
Pibrac, France in the late 1500s. She was born in 1579 to a humble family. Her
father was a farmer, and her mother died when she was still an infant. She was
born with a deformed right arm and hand, as well as the disease of scrofula, a
tubercular condition.
Her father remarried soon after the death of her mother, but his new wife was
repulsed by Germaine's condition. She tormented and neglected Germaine, and
taught her siblings to do so as well.
Starving and sick, Germaine was eventually kicked out of the house and forced
to sleep under the stairway in the barn, on a pile of leaves and twigs, because
of her stepmother’s dislike of her and disgust of her disability. Nevertheless,
Germaine tended to the family's flock of sheep everyday.
Despite her suffering, she lived each day full of thanksgiving and joy, and
spent much of her time praying the Rosary and teaching the village children
about the love of God. She was barely fed and was very thin, yet despite this,
she shared the little bread that she had with the poor of the village.
From her simple faith grew a deep holiness and profound trust in God. She went
to Mass every day, leaving her sheep in the care of her guardian angel, who
never failed her. Germaine’s deep piety was looked upon with ridicule by the villagers,
but not by the children, who were drawn to her holiness.
God protected Germaine and showered his favor upon her. It was reported that on
days when the river was high, the waters would part so that she could pass
through them on her way to Mass. One day in winter, when she was being chased
by her stepmother who accused her of stealing bread, she opened her apron and
fresh summer flowers fell out. She offered the flowers to her stepmother as a
sign of forgiveness.
Eventually, the adults of the village began to realize the special holiness of
this poor, crippled shepherdess. Germaine's parents eventually offered her a
place back in their house, but she chose to remain in her humble place outside.
Just as the villagers were realizing the beauty of her life, God called her to
Himself. Her father found her body on her bed of leaves one morning in her 22nd
year of life.
Forty-three years later, when a relative of hers was being buried, Germaine’s
casket was opened and her body was found incorrupt. People in the surrounding
area began praying for her intercession and obtaining miraculous cures for
illnesses. Documents attest to more than 400 miracles or extraordinary graces
received through the intervention of Saint Germain. They include cures of every
kind.
St. Germaine was canonized by Pope Pius IX in 1867 and inscribed into the canon
of virgins.
St. Germaine is the patron of: victims of abuse and child abuse, of abandoned
people, people with disabilities, against poverty, illness and loss of parents.
She is also the patron of girls from rural areas.
Prayers to St. Germaine
Saint Germaine, look down from Heaven and intercede for the many abused
children in our world. Help them to sanctify their sufferings. Strengthen
children who suffer the effects of living in broken families. Protect those
children who have been abandoned by their parents and live in the streets. Beg
God's mercy on anyone who abuses children. Intercede for handicapped children
and their parents.
Saint Germaine, you who suffered neglect and abuse so patiently, pray for us.
Amen.
Remember us, blessed Germaine, your brothers and sisters who labor and suffer
in this difficult world. Know that we place our hope in you, ask for your help
in our need, and for consolation in our suffering. Hear us as we ask you to be
with us in our time of trial. You experienced much pain, isolation,
humiliation, and suffering. Now from your place of glory please look with
kindness upon our sorrows. In your happiness, remember our tears.
Form us in the way of your humility, your patience, your faith, and your
charity.
And then, at the hour of our death, welcome us to our eternal home.
Amen.
SOURCE : https://catholicfire.blogspot.com/2016/06/st-germaine-cousin-patron-of-people.html
Vitrail
de Louis-Victor Gesta représentant sainte Germaine, église de Salignac,
Dordogne, France.
St. Germaine Cousin
Feastday: June 15
Patron: victims of child abuse
Birth: 1579
Death: 1601
When Hortense decided to
marry Laurent Cousin in Pibrac, France, it was not out of love for his infant
daughter. Germaine was everything Hortense despised. Weak and ill, the girl had
also been born with a right hand
that was deformed and paralyzed. Hortense replaced the love that Germaine has
lost when her mother died with cruelty and abuse.
Laurent, who had a weak
character, pretended not to notice that Germaine had been given so little food
that she had learned to crawl in order to get to the dog's dish. He wasn't
there to protect her when Hortense left Germaine in a drain while she cared for
chickens -- and forgot her for three days. He didn't even interfere when
Hortense poured boiling water on Germaine's legs.
With this kind of
treatment, it's no surprise that Germaine became even more ill. She came down
with a disease known as scrofula, a kind of tuberculosis that causes the neck
glands to swell up. Sores began to appear on her neck and in her weakened condition to
fell prey to every disease that came along. Instead of awakening Hortense's
pity this only made her despise Germaine more for being even uglier in her
eyes.
Germaine found no
sympathy and love with her siblings. Watching their mother's treatment of their
half-sister, they learned how to despise and torment her, putting ashes in
her food and pitch in her clothes. Their mother found this very entertaining.
Hortense did finally get
concerned about Germaine's sickness -- because she was afraid her own children would
catch it. So she made Germaine sleep out in the barn. The only warmth Germaine
had on frozen winter nights was the woolly sheep who slept there too. The only
food she had were the scraps Hortense might remember to throw her way.
The abuse of Germaine
tears at our hearts and causes us to cry for pity and justice. But it was
Germaine's response to that abuse and her cruel life that
wins our awe and veneration.
Germaine was soon
entrusted with the sheep. No one expected her to have any use for education so
she spent long days in the field tending the sheep. Instead of being lonely,
she found a friend in God. She didn't know any theology and only the basics of
the faith that
she learned the catechism. But she had a rosary made of
knots in string and her very simple prayers: "Dear God, please don't let
me be too hungry or too thirsty. Help me to please my mother. And help me to
please you." Out of that simple faith, grew a profound holiness and
a deep trust of God.
And she had the most
important prayer of
all -- the Mass. Every day, without fail, she would leave her sheep in God's
care and go to Mass. Villagers wondered that the sheep weren't attacked by the
wolves in the woods when she left but God's protection never failed her. One
day when the rains had swollen the river to flood stage, a villager saw the
river part so that she could cross to get to the church in time for
Mass.
No matter how
little Germaine had, she shared it with others. Her scraps of food were given
to beggars. Her life of prayer became stories of God that
entranced the village children.
But most startling of all
was the forgiveness to showed to the woman who
deserved her hatred.
Hortense, furious at the
stories about her daughter's holiness, waited only to catch her doing wrong.
One cold winter day, after throwing out a beggar that Germaine had let sleep in
the barn, Hortense caught Germaine carrying something bundled up in her apron.
Certain that Germaine had stolen bread to feed the beggar, she began to chase
and scream at the child. As she began to beat her, Germaine opened her apron.
Out tumbled what she had been hiding in her apron -- bright beautiful flowers
that no one had expected to see for months. Where had she found the vibrant
blossoms in the middle of the ice and snow? There was only one answer and
Germaine gave it herself, when she handed a flower to her mother and said,
"Please accept this flower, Mother. God sends
it to you in sign of his forgiveness."
As the whole village
began to talk about this holy child, even Hortense began to soften her feelings
toward her. She even invited Germaine back to the house but Germaine had become
used to her straw bed and continued to sleep in it. There she was found dead at
the age of 22, overcome by a life of
suffering.
With all the evidence of
her holiness, her life was
too simple and hidden to mean much beyond her tiny village -- until God brought
it too light again. When her body was exhumed forty years later, it was found
to be undecayed, what is known as incorruptible. As is often the case with
incorruptible bodies of saints, God chooses
not the outwardly beautiful to preserve but those that others despised as ugly
and weak. It's as if God is
saying in this miracle that
human ideas of beauty are not his. To him, no one was more beautiful than this
humble lonely young woman.
After her body was found
in this state, the villagers started to speak again of what she had been like
and what she had done. Soon miracles were attributed to her intercession and
the clamor for her canonization began.
In this way, the most
unlikely of saints became recognized by the Church. She didn't found a
religious order. She didn't reach a high Church post. She didn't write books or
teach at universities. She didn't go to foreign lands as a missionary or
convert thousands. What she did was live a life devoted
to God and
her neighbor no matter what
happened to her. And that is all God asks.
In Her Footsteps:
Do you make excuses not
to help others because you have so little yourself? Share something this week
with those in need that may be painful for you to give up.
Prayer:
Saint Germaine, watch
over those children who
suffer abuse as you did. Help us to give them the love and protection you only
got from God. Give us the courage to speak out against abuse when we know of
it. Help us to forgive those who abuse the way you did, without sacrificing the
lives of the children who
need help. Amen
SOURCE : https://www.catholic.org/saints/saint.php?saint_id=52
Statue
dans l'église Saint-Georges, Entraygues-sur-Truyère, Aveyron, France
St. Germaine Cousin
Born in 1579 of humble parents at Pibrac,
a village about ten miles from Toulouse;
died in her native place in 1601. From her birth she seemed marked out for
suffering; she came into the world with a deformed hand and the disease of
scrofula, and, while yet an infant, lost her mother. Her father
soon married again, but his second wife treated Germaine with
much cruelty. Under pretence of saving the other children from the
contagion of scrofula she persuaded the father to keep Germaine away
from the homestead, and thus the child was employed almost from infancy as a shepherdess.
When she returned at night, her bed was in the stable or on a litter of vine
branches in a garret. In this hard school Germaine learned
early to practise humility and
patience. She wasgifted with a marvellous sense of the presence
of God and of spiritual things, so that her
lonely life became to her a source of light and blessing.
To poverty, bodily infirmity, the rigours of the seasons, the lack of
affection from those in her own home, she added voluntary mortifications and austerities,
making bread and water her daily food. Her love for Jesus
in the Blessed Sacrament and for His Virgin
Mother presaged the saint.
She assisted daily at the Holy
Sacrifice; when the bell rang, she fixed her sheep-hook or
distaff in the ground, and left her flocks to the care
of Providence while she heard Mass. Although the pasture was on
the border of a forest infested with wolves, no harm ever came to her flocks.
She is said to have
practised many austerities as a reparation for
the sacrileges perpetrated by heretics in
the neighbouring churches. She frequented
the Sacraments of Penance and the Holy
Eucharist, and it was observed that her piety increased
on the approach of every feast of Our
Lady. The Rosary was
her only book, and herdevotion to the Angelus was so great that
she used to fall on her knees at the first sound of the bell,
even though she heard it when crossing a stream. Whenever she could do so, she
assembled the children of the village around her and sought to instill into
their minds the love of Jesus and Mary.
The villagers were inclined at first to treat her piety with
mild derision, until certain signs of God's signal
favour made her an object of reverence and awe. In repairing to the
village church she had to cross a stream. The ford in
winter, after heavy rains or the melting of snow, was at times impassable. On
several occasions the swollen waters were seen to open and afford her a passage
without wetting her garments. Notwithstanding her poverty she found
means to help the poor by sharing with them her allowance of bread.
Her father at last came to a sense of his duty,
forbade her stepmother henceforth to treat her harshly, and wished to give her
a place in the home with the other children, but she begged to be allowed to
remain in the humbler position. At this point,
when men were beginning to realize the beauty of her life, God called
her to Himself. One morning in the early summer of 1601, her father finding
that she had not risen at the usual hour went to call her; he found
her dead on her pallet of vine-twigs. She was then twenty-two years of
age.
Her remains were buried in
the parish church of Pibrac in
front of the pulpit.
In 1644, when the grave was opened to receive one of her relatives, the body
of Germaine was discovered fresh and perfectly preserved, andmiraculously raised
almost to the level of the floor of the church. It was exposed for public
view near the pulpit,
until a noble lady, the wife of François de Beauregard,
presented as a thanks-offering a casket of lead to hold the remains. She had
been cured of a malignant and incurable ulcer in the breast, and her infant son
whose life was despaired of was restored to health on her seeking
the intercession of Germaine. This was the first of a long
series of wonderful cures wrought at her relics.
The leaden casket was placed in the sacristy,
and in 1661 and 1700 the remains were viewed and found fresh and intact by
the vicars-general of Toulouse,
who have left testamentary depositions of the
fact. Expert medical evidence deposed that the body
had not been embalmed, and experimental tests showed that the preservation was
not due to any property inherent
in the soil. In 1700 a movement was begun to procure the beatification of Germaine,
but it fell through owing to accidental causes. In 1793 the casket
was desecrated by
a revolutionary tinsmith,
named Toulza, who with three accomplices took out the remains
and buried them in the sacristy,
throwing quick-lime and water on them. After the Revolution,
her body was found to be still intact save where
the quick-lime had done its work.
The
private veneration of Germaine had continued from the original
finding of the body in 1644, supported and encouraged by numerous cures
and miracles.
The cause of beatification was
resumed in 1850. The documents attested more than 400 miracles or
extraordinary graces,
and thirty postulatory letters from archbishops andbishops in France besought
the beatification from
the Holy
See. The miracles attested
were cures of every kind (of blindness, congenital and resulting from disease,
of hip and spinal disease), besides the multiplication of food for the
distressed community of the Good Shepherd at Bourges in
1845. On 7 May, 1854, Pius
IX proclaimed herbeatification,
and on 29 June, 1867, placed her on the canon of virgin saints.
Her feast is
kept in the Diocese ofToulouse on
15 June. She is represented in art with a shepherd's crook or with a distaff;
with a watchdog, or a sheep; or with flowers in her apron.
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GUÉRIN in Petits
Bollandistes, 15 June; VEUILLOT, Vie de la bienheureuse Germaine (2d
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Encyclopedia. Vol. 6. New York: Robert Appleton Company, 1909.1
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Transcription. This
article was transcribed for New Advent by Elizabeth T. Knuth. Dedicated to
Olivier Joseph.
Ecclesiastical
approbation. Nihil Obstat. September 1, 1909. Remy Lafort,
Censor. Imprimatur. +John M. Farley, Archbishop of New York.
Copyright © 2023 by Kevin Knight.
Dedicated to the Immaculate Heart of Mary.
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Vitrail
de l'église Saint-Marceau d'Orléans (Loiret, France) : Sainte
Germaine
Stained-glass
window of Saint Marceau church of Orléans (Loiret, France) : Sainte
Germaine
St. Germaine Cousin,
Patroness of the
Abandoned
A story for children
about God's love for those who are mistreated.
St. Germaine Cousin was
the daughter of Laurent and Marie. Laurent, a lowly farm worker, and his wife
Marie lived in a little village name Pibrac near Toulouse, France. In the year
1579 St. Germaine was born. The times were very hard for people in the French
countryside at that time. There were wars going on, people were very poor and
there wasn't much food. There was even a plague. A plague is when a great many
people get sick with the same disease and die. When St. Germaine was still very
small, her mother died, probably because of the plague.
St. Germaine was
certainly very lonely being without her mother, but there were even more things
for her to deal with besides the loss of her mother. She was also very sick as
a child. Not only this, but her right hand was deformed so that she couldn't
use it and she had a disease known as "scrofula" which left a large,
ugly lump on her neck. This disease is not common anymore, but at that time in
France it was common. People were very ignorant about diseases back then and
they called scrofula "the King's Evil". People were not very nice to
St. Germaine because of the way she looked to them, with this lump on her neck.
Although the lump itself was not painful, the way people treated her because of
it must have been hard for St. Germaine to deal with.
St. Germaine's father got
married again after his wife died, but the new family was very mean to her,
especially the step-mother. St. Germaine's father allowed them to be mean to
her. They even made her sleep in the barn under a stairway and she was not
allowed to eat with the others in the family. She was fed only scraps of food
that were left over from what the others had eaten. The step-mother was not
only unkind to St. Germaine. She would beat her, too, and leave bruises on her.
When she was only nine
years old, St. Germaine was put to work watching the family's flock of sheep.
In order to get to the fields where the sheep were, she had to walk through the
Bouconne Forest. This was very dangerous because there were wolves in the
forest, so St. Germaine had to put her trust in God for protection every time
she went to and from the fields. She also had to spin wool while watching the
sheep. She was told how much work to do and if she didn't finish it all, she
was punished severely. St. Germaine prayed a lot while she was watching the
sheep and she made her own Rosary out of a piece of string by tying knots in
it.
St. Germaine never wanted
to miss Mass even though she was in charge of the flock. When the bell rang for
Mass at the Church of St. Mary Magdalen, she would pray and ask her guardian
angel to look after the sheep while she was at Mass. The sheep never got hurt
while she was at Mass even though there were wolves about. Through the Church,
St. Germaine learned all about the love of God. One of the important things she
learned was that sufferings bring grace. All of the sufferings we must go
through in life have meaning to God because of His great love for us. Those who
suffer in innocence will surely be rewarded with a shining crown in heaven
thanks to what Jesus has done on the Cross for us all. Perhaps it is because
everyone else was so mean to her that St. Germaine was able to see how very
much God loves her and it was through the Church that she learned about this
great love. For this reason, St. Germaine never ever wanted to miss going to
Mass to learn more about God and to receive Him in the Eucharist.
St. Germaine had very
little to share except her love of God, so she taught the catechism to the
children she would meet in the fields. She would teach them about the goodness
of God by sharing with them the little food that she had. People laughed at her
as she did this but St. Germaine did not show anger toward them. She remained
silent. She was able to do this because she knew how very much God loved her
even if no one else seemed to.
St. Germaine performed
many miracles even during her lifetime. Once, there had been a heavy rain and
the river which she had to cross to go to Mass was swollen and running swiftly.
She should not have been able to cross it and some who knew she would try to
cross it to get to Mass came to laugh at her. St. Germaine was very brave and
faithful, though, and stepped into the river to go to Mass. Those who had come
to laugh at her later said that the waters had parted in front of St. Germaine
to allow her to cross.
St. Germaine's stepmother
accused her once of stealing food, and when St. Germaine opened her apron, many
flowers fell out of it. Since this was in the wintertime, everyone was amazed
by it and people began to believe that she must be a very holy young woman.
Even her parents started to believe it and offered to treat her more kindly and
let her live in the house with them, but St. Germaine chose to live as she had
always lived before, sleeping under the stairs. This is where she died, on a
bed of straw. She was only 22 years old.
After St. Germaine died,
people began to realize more and more how special she had been. They believed
she must be a saint and began to ask for her help. When we ask for the help of
a saint, the saint's help is called "intercession". Over 400 miracles
are believed to have happened because of the intercession of St. Germaine.
During a time when money
and fame were the kinds of glory people wanted -- much like today, right? --
St. Germaine was the opposite of that. She was very poor, not educated except
in the teachings of the Faith, very sick and crippled and she was hated even by
her own family. She seemed to have no one who cared, but she knew that no
matter how horrible things were for her, God loved her and He was there for
her. She loved Him so much in return that she did just as Jesus asked by
treating people kindly, no matter how badly they treated her. For this, St.
Germaine received real glory that comes from God -- a place in heaven with all
the saints -- and she will never be lonely or sick or abused again but have a
crown of glory with Jesus.
The Lesson of St.
Germaine -- Do not fear loneliness or mistreatment of any kind because God
has created you to receive His love. God's love is enough for us, so do not
fear when you do not receive it from others. Remember, too, to be very grateful
if you have a family who treats you well and not like St. Germaine's family
treated her. Seek God's love always and pass God's love on to others. God has
promised to reward those in heaven who follow Him on earth as St. Germaine did.
SOURCE : http://parentsduty.com/StGermaine.php
Statue de Sainte Germaine, sur le tympan du porche de l'église d'Artigat
St. Germaine Cousin
Born in 1579 of humble
parents at Pibrac, a village about ten miles from Toulouse; died in her native
place in 1601. From her birth she seemed marked out for suffering; she came
into the world with a deformed hand and the disease of scrofula, and, while yet
an infant, lost her mother. Her father soon married again, but his second wife
treated Germaine with much cruelty.
Under pretence of saving
the other children from the contagion of scrofula she persuaded the father to
keep Germaine away from the homestead, and thus the child was employed almost
from infancy as a shepherdess. When she returned at night, her bed was in the
stable or on a litter of vine branches in a garret. In this hard school
Germaine learned early to practise humility and patience. She was gifted with a
marvellous sense of the presence of God and of spiritual things, so that her
lonely life became to her a source of light and blessing. To poverty, bodily
infirmity, the rigours of the seasons, the lack of affection from those in her
own home, she added voluntary mortifications and austerities, making bread and
water her daily food. Her love for Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament and for His
Virgin Mother presaged the saint. She assisted daily at the Holy Sacrifice;
when the bell rang, she fixed her sheep-hook or distaff in the ground, and left
her flocks to the care of Providence while she heard Mass. Although the pasture
was on the border of a forest infested with wolves, no harm ever came to her
flocks.
She is said to have
practised many austerities as a reparation for the sacrileges perpetrated by
heretics in the neighbouring churches. She frequented the Sacraments of Penance
and the Holy Eucharist, and it was observed that her piety increased on the
approach of every feast of Our Lady. The Rosary was her only book, and her
devotion to the Angelus was so great that she used to fall on her knees at the
first sound of the bell, even though she heard it when crossing a stream.
Whenever she could do so, she assembled the children of the village around her
and sought to instil into their minds the love of Jesus and Mary.
The villagers were
inclined at first to treat her piety with mild derision, until certain signs of
God’s signal favour made her an object of reverence and awe. In repairing to the
village church she had to cross a stream. The ford in winter, after heavy rains
or the melting of snow, was at times impassable. On several occasions the
swollen waters were seen to open and afford her a passage without wetting her
garments. Notwithstanding her poverty she found means to help the poor by
sharing with them her allowance of bread. Her father at last came to a sense of
his duty, forbade her stepmother henceforth to treat her harshly, and wished to
give her a place in the home with the other children, but she begged to be
allowed to remain in the humbler position. At this point, when men were
beginning to realize the beauty of her life, God called her to Himself. One
morning in the early summer of 1601, her father finding that she had not risen
at the usual hour went to call her; he found her dead on her pallet of
vine-twigs. She was then twenty-two years of age.
Her remains were buried
in the parish church of Pibrac in front of the pulpit. In 1644, when the grave
was opened to receive one of her relatives, the body of Germaine was discovered
fresh and perfectly preserved, and miraculously raised almost to the level of
the floor of the church. It was exposed for public view near the pulpit, until
a noble lady, the wife of François de Beauregard, presented as a
thanks-offering a casket of lead to hold the remains. She had been cured of a
malignant and incurable ulcer in the breast, and her infant son whose life was
despaired of was restored to health on her seeking the intercession of Germaine.
This was the first of a long series of wonderful cures wrought at her relics.
The leaden casket was
placed in the sacristy, and in 1661 and 1700 the remains were viewed and found
fresh and intact by the vicars-general of Toulouse, who have left testamentary
depositions of the fact. Expert medical evidence deposed that the body had not
been embalmed, and experimental tests showed that the preservation was not due
to any property inherent in the soil. In 1700 a movement was begun to procure
the beatification of Germaine, but it fell through owing to accidental causes.
In 1793 the casket was desecrated by a revolutionary tinsmith, named Toulza,
who with three accomplices took out the remains and buried them in the
sacristy, throwing quick-lime and water on them. After the Revolution, her body
was found to be still intact save where the quick-lime had done its work.
The private veneration of
Germaine had continued from the original finding of the body in 1644, supported
and encouraged by numerous cures and miracles. The cause of beatification was
resumed in 1850. The documents attested more than 400 miracles or extraordinary
graces, and thirty postulatory letters from archbishops and bishops in France
besought the beatification from the Holy See. The miracles attested were cures
of every kind (of blindness, congenital and resulting from disease, of hip and
spinal disease), besides the multiplication of food for the distressed
community of the Good Shepherd at Bourges in 1845. On 7 May, 1854, Pius IX
proclaimed her beatification, and on 29 June, 1867, placed her on the canon of
virgin saints. Her feast is kept in the Diocese of Toulouse on 15 June. She is
represented in art with a shepherd’s crook or with a distaff; with a watchdog,
or a sheep; or with flowers in her apron.
SOURCE : http://www.ucatholic.com/saints/stgermaine-cousin/
Stained-glass
window in the Saints Peter and Paul church in Promilhanes, Lot, France
Germaine Cousin V (RM)
(also known as Germana of Pibrac)
Born at Pibrac (near Toulouse), France, in 1579; died 1601; beatified on May 7,
1854; canonized on June 29, 1867 by Pope Pius IX. Saint Germaine was the
daughter of Laurent Cousin, a farm worker, and his wife, Marie Laroche. Her
mother died while she was still an infant. A sickly child, she suffered
scrofula among other conditions, and her right hand was deformed. Her father
and his second wife (or her half-brother's wife) treated her badly. After her
stepmother's children were born, Germaine was kept isolated from her siblings.
She slept in the stable or in a cupboard under the stairs and was poorly fed on
scraps. At the age of nine, Germaine was put to work as a shepherdess, which is
not a terrible business for one who liked to pray.
Germaine was very devout, however, and refused to miss Mass. If she heard the
bell calling the faithful to Mass while she was tending the sheep, she set her
crook and her distaff in the earth, declared her flock to be under the care of
her guardian angel, and went to church. Her sheep never came to any harm during
her absences, even though ravening wolves inhabited the nearby forest of
Boucône. It is reported that once she crossed the raging Courbet River by
walking over the waters so that she could get to church.
Germaine was so poor that it is hard to imagine she would have the resources to
exercise the corporal works of mercy. Yet love can always find a way. She was
always ready to lend a hand to anyone needing it, especially the children whom
she would gather in the fields to teach a simple catechism. She shared what
little food she received with those poorer than herself.
The neighbors laughed at her religious devotion and called her 'the little
bigot'; Germaine took it all in good humor. Once in the winter her stepmother accused
her of stealing bread and pursued her threateningly with a stick. When Germaine
opened her apron, summer flowers tumbled out. The neighbors and her parents
were awed and began to treat her as a holy person. Her parents invited her to
rejoin the household, but Germaine chose to continue living as before.
At 22, she was found dead on her straw pallet under the stairs. Her body was
buried in the Church of Pibrac opposite the pulpit. When it was accidentally
exhumed in 1644 by workmen renovating the church and identified by the withered
hand, it was found incorrupt. After being exposed for one year for veneration,
her relics were transferred to a leaden coffin and placed in the sacristy.
Sixteen years later, her body was found to be still well preserved, and
miracles were attributed to her. Her relics remain in the church at Pibrac, and
an annual pilgrimage is made there. The process of canonization, begun in 1700,
was delayed for Germaine because of the intervening French Revolution and
similar problems. She was, however, successfully invoked by Popes Pius VII in
1813 and Pius IX in 1849 (Attwater, Benedictines, Encyclopedia, Walsh, White).
In art, Saint Germaine is depicted as a peasant girl with flowers falling
around her in winter. She might also be portrayed tending sheep or dying alone
in poverty (Roeder). She is venerated in Pibrac, Toulouse, France (Roeder).
Germaine is the patroness of young country girls (Encyclopedia).
SOURCE : http://www.saintpatrickdc.org/ss/0615.shtml
La
châsse de Sainte Germaine; oeuvre de Mr Favier, orfèvre à Lyon 1854. Église
Sainte-Marie Raoul Du faure de Pibrac. « La mort de sainte
Germaine », 1910, huile sur toile, Église Sainte-Marie-Madeleine
de Pibrac
St. Germaine Cousin
June 15 is the feast day of St. Germaine Cousin, a simple and pious young girl who lived in Pibrac, France in the late 1500s. Germaine was born in 1579 to poor parents. Her father was a farmer, and her mother died when she was still an infant. She was born with a deformed right arm and hand, as well as the disease of scrofula, a tubercular condition.
Her father remarried soon after the death of her mother, but his new wife was filled with disgust by Germaine's condition. She tormented and neglected Germaine, and taught her siblings to do so as well.
Starving and sick, Germaine was eventually kicked out of the house and forced to sleep under the stairway in the barn, on a pile of leaves and twigs, because of her stepmother’s dislike of her and disgust of her condition. She tended to the family's flock of sheep everyday.
Despite her hardships, she lived each day full of thanksgiving and joy, and spent much of her time praying the Rosary and teaching the village children about the love of God. She was barely fed and had an emaciated figure, yet despite this she shared the little bread that she had with the poor of the village.
From her simple faith grew a deep holiness and profound trust in God. She went to Mass everyday, leaving her sheep in the care of her guardian angel, who never failed her. Germaine’s deep piety was looked upon with ridicule by the villagers, but not by the children, who were drawn to her holiness.
God protected Germaine and showered his favor upon her. It was reported that on days when the river was high, the waters would part so that she could pass through them on her way to Mass. One day in winter, when she was being chased by her stepmother who accused her of stealing bread, she opened her apron and fresh summer flowers fell out. She offered the flowers to her stepmother as a sign of forgiveness.
Eventually, the adults of the village began to realize the special holiness of this poor, crippled shepherdess. Germaine's parents eventually offered her a place back in their house, but she chose to remain in her humble place outside.
Just as the villagers
were realizing the beauty of her life, God called her to Himself. Her father
found her body on her bed of leaves one morning in her 22nd year of life.
Forty-three years later,
when a relative of hers was being buried, Germaine’s casket was opened and her
body was found incorrupt. People in the surrounding area began praying for her
intercession and obtaining miraculous cures for illnesses.
St. Germaine was
canonized by Pope Pius IX in 1867 and inscribed into the canon of virgins.
SOURCE : http://www.catholicnewsagency.com/saint.php?n=497
The Holy Shepherdess
of Pibrac
In the latter part of the
sixteenth century, beneath the walls of Toulouse, bloomed, almost unseen and
unknown, a little flower of the fields, whose delicate chalice emitted a
perfume scarcely perceptible to mortal sense. It passed away, and seemed
forgotten; but its odor still lingered where it had blossomed; and after a few
years had gone, its dust was gathered into the sanctuary, that the holy place
might be filled with the celestial fragrance.
Germaine Cousin was born
at Pibrac, a village of nearly two hundred families in the environs of
Toulouse, about the year 1579. The parish church was dependent on the great
Priory of the Knights of Malta in that city. The chateau belonged to the Du
Faur, Lords of Pibrac. The actual proprietor was Guy, famous at once as an
orator, a poet, and a successful courtier. Once the proudest remembrance of the
place was the visit of Catharine de Medicis and her daughter, Margaret of
Navarre, who were magnificently entertained by the Lord of Pibrac. But now the
visit of the two queens, and the fame and opulence of the great orator, are
nearly forgotten; while the memory of our holy shepherdess has lived for nearly
three centuries in the hearts of all the inhabitants of Pibrac. The chateau is
a forsaken ruin; but the church has become a place of pilgrimage, because
Germaine prayed beneath its arches, and there found a tomb.
Her father was a poor
husbandman, to whom tradition gives the name of Lawrence. Her mother’s name was
Marie Laroche. From the first moment of her existence, she seemed destined to
suffering and affliction. She was infirm from her birth, being unable to use
her right hand, and afflicted with scrofula. While yet a child, she became
motherless; and, as if these were not trials enough to accumulate at once upon
the head of one so frail, her father did not long delay to fill the vacant
place on his hearth. Absorbed in her own children, this second wife, instead of
pitying the hapless orphan whom Providence had confided to her care, conceived
an aversion for her. But the trials to which Germaine was subjected were proofs
of the divine favor. To them she was indebted for the brilliancy of her
virtues, especially humility and patience.
As soon as she was old
enough, her step-mother, who could not endure her presence at home, sent her
forth to guard the flocks. This was her occupation the remainder of her life.
But even in the depths of her lonely life, our shepherdess created for herself
a more profound solitude. She was never seen in the company of the young
shepherds; their sports never attracted her; their jeers never disturbed her
thoughtful serenity; she only spoke sometimes to girls of her own age, sweetly
exhorting them to be mindful of God!
We know not from whom
Germaine received her first religious instructions — what hand, friendly to
misfortune, revealed to her the great truths of salvation. Doubtless, it was
the curd of the parish; for holy church despises not the meanest of 754 The
Holy Shepherdess of Pibrac. her children; and her sagacious eye is quick to
discover the chosen of God. But, whoever it was, he did but little, and there
was little to be done. God himself perfected the religious training of his
handmaiden. She early learned what must for ever remain unknown to those who do
not recognize in him the fountain of all wisdom. Living amid the wonders of
creation, she contemplated them with the intelligent eye of innocence. Blessed
are the pure in heart, for they shall see God – see him in the brilliant stars,
the burning sun, the unfathomable heavens, and the changing clouds – see him in
the flowers and plants that cover the surface of the earth! Germaine learned
from the open book of nature a wondrous lore; and her attuned ear caught and
comprehended that mysterious, anthem of praise, which, floating through
creation, is unheard by more sinful man. Her pure soul united in the eternal
song: Benedicite omnia opera Domini Domino: laudate et superexaltate cum
in saecula!
Although Germaine was a
poor infirm orphan, subjected to the heavy yoke of a severe step-mother, and
exposed by her occupation to the inclemency of the weather, she bore all her
trials with cheerfulness, never brooding over her sorrows. One of the
characteristics of the saints which particularly distinguishes them from
ordinary Christians, is, the use made of the common occurrences of life. They
share in common with other men, and often in a greater degree, the trials
common to humanity; but they are chastened, purified by them, and they look
upon the afflictions of this life as a means of assimilating them to Him who
was a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief. Even in the manifest ill
treatment and injustice of the malignant and wicked, they disregard the
channel, but accept the suffering, as a means of perfection.
The extent to which this
principle is carried, is peculiarly Catholic; and, in reading the lives of our
saints, we cannot but be struck by it. They never struggled against their
trials, and therefore were cheerful under them; for the greater part of our
wretchedness proceeds from struggling against the current of life. This is the
key to the saying of Fénélon: Non-resistance is a remedy for every ill.
The paternal roof was not
for Germaine, as for most – even the most wretched – a refuge and a place of
repose. And yet neither her poverty, nor sorrows, nor infirmities, could have
rendered her insensible to that which surpasses all the other pleasures of life
– the happiness of being loved. By a divine foresight, God has placed in the
hearts of parents, by the side of that fount of love for their offspring, a
well of singular tenderness for the unfortunate child, the black lamb of the
flock. This peculiar love Germaine had not. She had not even the legitimate
share of her father’s heart. She was denied a place at the fireside; she was
hardly allowed shelter in the house. Her step-mother, irritable and imperious,
would send her away to some obscure corner. She was not permitted to approach
the other children — those brothers and sisters whom she loved so tenderly, and
whom she was always ready to serve without manifesting any envy on account of
the preferences of which they were the object, and she the victim. The
inflexible harshness of her step-mother obliged the infirm girl to seek a place
of repose in the stable, or upon a heap of vine branches in an out-house.
But Germaine knew too
well the value of sufferings not to accept with joy these humiliations and this
injustice. And, as if her cross were yet too light, she imposed upon herself
additional austerities. During the greater part of her life, she denied herself
all nourishment but bread and water.
So great a conformity to
her poor, suffering, and persecuted Saviour, kindled in the heart of Germaine
an ardent love for his adorable humanity. Notwithstanding her feebleness and
other obstacles, she assisted every day at the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass, Even
the obligations of her calling could not keep her from church at that hour.
Confiding in God, she left her flock in the pasture, and hastened to the foot
of the altar. It is a misguided piety which induces us to neglect the duties of
our state of life in order to satisfy our devotion; but with Germaine this was
the result of prompt obedience to a special inspiration. She knew who would
guard her sheep; while she, poor lamb of Christ’s flock! went to refresh
herself at the fountain of living water.
Even when her sheep were
feeding close by the wood of Boucone, which skirted the fields of Pibrac, and
abounded with wolves, at the sound of the church bell she would plant her crook
or her distaff in the ground, and hasten to the feet of the divine Shepherd, At
her return, she always found her sheep unharmed. Not one was ever devoured by
the wolves, nor did they ever stray into the neighboring fields.
Long after Saint
Germaine’s death, the peasants of the hamlet remembered the unearthly
brightness of her face as, week after week, she approached the holy sacraments.
“A celestial brightness, a more ethereal beauty,
Shone on her face and endrcled her form when, after confession,
Homeward serenely she walked with God’s benediction upon her.”
In the Holy Eucharist she
found a compensation for every grief. That divine Spouse to whom she was
pledged placed himself as a seal upon her heart, thereby strengthening it to
endure the trials of life, and enriching it with such abundant grace that,
while dwelling at large in the great temple of nature, her life gleamed before
him, brightly, and purely, and constantly, like the undying lamp of the
sanctuary!
Like all the saints,
Germaine had a singular devotion to Mary – that devotion so dear to the
Catholic heart, and which is considered by the fathers as a mark of
predestination. The world does not realize how much it has owed to Mary during
these eighteen hundred years; yet some, some of us know how dark and almost
unbearable it would be with its sorrows, and cares, and privations, if over all
were not diffused the beauty and softness, the sweet charm of virginity and
love, from the divine face of Mary!
To Germaine, the Ave
Maria was another salutation of the angel preluding the overshadowing of the
Holy Ghost; and she murmured the sacred words with infinite tenderness, above
all, at the hour when they are on every lip. As soon as she heard the Angelus
bell, which has three times a day, for six centuries, intoned the Ave Maria
between heaven and earth, it was remarked that, wherever she might be, she
immediately fell upon her knees as if insensible to the incommodiousness of the
place.
The Rosary was her only
book; and to her this devotion was no vain repetition. “Love,” says Lacordaire,
“has but one word, and, in saying that for ever, it is never repeated.”
“Ever transformed to meet our needs.
Oft as Devotion counts her beads,
As if those beads had caught the light
In her celestial girdle bright,
But each with its own colors dight.
Thus, whensoe’er that prayer is heard,
Fresh thoughts are in each solemn word:
An orb of light comes from the skies
To kindle holy liturgies;
It gathers and gives back their rays.
Now turned to prayer, and now to praise.”
The love of God
insensibly leads to the love of one’s neighbor. Germaine, when she could, used
to draw around her the little children of the village, and endeavor to explain
to them the truths of religion, and sweetly persuade them to love Jesus and
Mary. This little school, held in the shade of a thicket of the lone fields,
was a spectacle worthy of the admiration of angels, and is a proof of the
unselfishness of real piety, even in the most lowly.
Although the piety of
Germaine produced a profound impression in the village, yet the world is the
same everywhere, and always conceives a secret aversion to piety. It cannot
avoid censuring it in some way, however unobtrusive a piety it may be. Religion
imposes esteem upon the world, and the world avenges itself by raillery. So the
wits of Pibrac persecuted Germaine with mockery; they laughed at her
simplicity, and called her a bigot.
But if God permits, for
the perfection of the saints, that their virtue be turned into ridicule, he
knows, when it pleaseth him, how to render them glorious in the eyes of the
world.
In order to reach the
village church, Germaine was obliged to pass the Courbet, a stream she
generally crossed without difficulty in ordinary weather; but after heavy
rains, it was too wide and deep to be passed on foot. One morning, as she was
going to church, according to her custom, some peasants who saw her afar off
stopped at a distance, and asked one another in a tone of mockery how she would
pass the stream, now so swollen by the rain that the most vigorous man could
hardly have stemmed the torrent. Dreaming of no obstacle, and perhaps not
seeing any, Germaine approached as if none existed. . . O wonder of divine
power and goodness! As of old the waters of the Red Sea opened for the passage
of the children of Israel, so those of the Courbet divided before the humble
daughter of Lawrence Cousin, and she passed through without wetting even the
edge of her garments. At the sight of this miracle, afterward often repeated,
the peasants looked at one another with fear; and from that time the boldest
began to respect the simple maiden whom they had hitherto scoffed at.
After having thus
glorified the faith of Germaine by dissipating the material obstacles to the
performance of her duty, God wished also to glorify her charity to the poor.
If any one could believe
himself exempted from the obhgation of charity and alms-giving, it was
certainly our shepherdess. She had no superfluities; she lacked even the
necessaries of life. What was there, then, to retrench, in her life of extreme
privation and severe penance? How economize the retvard of her labor, which
consisted only of a little bread and water? But charity is ingenious; and,
seeing only our suffering Lord in the person of the poor, Germaine often
deprived herself of a part of the bread which was allowed for her nourishment,
doubly glad to give it to the hungry, and increase the treasure of her
privations. Such are the deeds of the saints which will one day reproach us
with terrible power! What will the rich man say when he beholds, rising up to
confront his hardness of heart, the alms of Lazarus!
The pious liberality of
Germaine made her an object of suspicion to her step-mother, who, not divining
her resources, accused her of stealing bread from the house. One day she
learned that Germaine, who had just gone with the flock, carried in her apron
some pieces of bread. Furious, and armed with a cudgel, she immediately ran
after her. Some of the other inhabitants of Pibrac happened to be on their way
at this very moment to the house of Lawrence Cousin. Seeing this woman almost
beside herself with passion, they divined her intentions, and hastened to
protect Germaine from the ill treatment with which she was menaced. Overtaking
the stepmother, they learned the cause of her anger. Finding Germaine, she
seized her apron, and instead of bread, it was filled with bouquets of roses,
although it was a season when those flowers were not in bloom. Thus God
confounded the malice of her implacable enemy by renewing a miracle, likewise
wrought in favor of Saint Elizabeth of Hungary and other saints.
From this time, Germaine
was regarded as a saint. Lawrence Cousin, conceiving more tender sentiments
toward this pious child whom he had so little known, forbade his wife’s
annoying her any more, and wished to give her a place in his house with the
other children. But Germaine, accustomed to suffering and loving privation,
besought him to leave her in the obscure place which her step-mother had
assigned her.
It was now that Germaine
attained and proved the perfection of her humility. We must not consider it a
trifling honor to have been esteemed at Pibrac; nor a small reward to have had
a place at the fireside of Lawrence Cousin. Human nature is the same
everywhere. There is no theatre too small for ambition. We know there are as
many cabals for the first place in a village as for the chief place in an
empire.
Perhaps it may not be
entirely useless to speak of the exterior of the blessed Germaine. The manners
and customs of the remote provinces of France retain so much of primitive
simplicity, they change so little year after year, and the people in these
localities have such a marked appearance, that we may form a reasonable idea of
her person and habits.
She is represented in
paintings and engravings as we see scores of shepherdesses in the south of
France at this day – seated on a hillock in the fields, and surrounded by her
flock. With a spindle in her hand, and under her arm the distaff” laden with flax,
she is spinning, after the primitive manner of that country. She is rather
below the medium size, and is slight in form. She has the long head of the
Toulousains, and their dark, Spanish complexion and eyes. The face, half hidden
by the picturesque scarlet capuchon, is expressive of silence, interior silence;
and forcibly speaks of the deep, deep calm within. A pleasing sadness, or
rather a subdued joy, veils her face. There is an introspective look about the
eyes which shows that her spirit has passed the bounds of sense, and is
concentrated in one mysterious thought – some dream of a heavenly world.
Sitting alone, away from her kind, her thoughts were pure and holy and bright,
like the fragrant flowers of her own green meadows. She must have seemed to the
other peasants like some phantom of unearthly love, as she sat there enveloped
in a divine ethereal atmosphere. In the distance rise the towers of the church,
and the antique chateau of the Lords of Pibrac, and between murmurs the
Courbet. Over all, is the sunlight of her own bright clime.
Perhaps the miracle of
the roses is the most popular representation of Saint Germaine, as something
not quite so unearthly. There is no mystery about the look of the fierce
stepmother, as with one hand she raises the cudgel over the head of the
resigned-looking girl, and with the other grasps the apron from which tumble
out the bright and fragrant flowers. The face of Germaine is somewhat sad, and
her eyes are cast down in fear to the earth. Tremulous and mute she stands
before her step-mother, for she is humble and sore afraid. There is a
reflective charm about her of which she is wholly unconscious, for it emanates
from that spiritual beauty visible only to the intelligences and bright ardors
around the throne.
Saint Getmaine died soon
after the miracle of the roses. Almighty God, having sanctified her by
humiliations and sufferings, withdrew her from this world when men, becoming
more just, began to render her the honor her virtue merited. She terminated her
obscure and hidden life by a similar death, but according to appearance this
terrible moment, which confounds human arrogance, gave her no terror or pain.
One morning, Lawrence
Cousin, not seeing her come out as usual, went to call her where she slept —
under the stairs. She made no reply. He entered and found her upon her bed of
vine-branches. She had fallen asleep while at prayer. God had called her to
enjoy the reward of eternal life. She had ceased to suffer.
It was about the
commencement of the summer of the year 1601 that Saint Germaine entered into
the joy of her Lord. She was twenty-two years of age.
That same night two pious
men were overtaken near Pibrac by the darkness of night, and obliged to await
the return of day in a neighboring forest. All at once, in the middle of the
night, the woods were flooded with a light more brilliant than the dawn, and a
company of virgins, clothed in white garments and surrounded by a dazzling
light, floated by on the darkness toward the house of Lawrence Cousin. Soon
after they returned, but there was another in their midst—more radiant still –
who had on her head a chaplet of fresh flowers. . . .
People came in crowds to
her funeral, wishing to honor her whom they had too long despised, whom too
late they had known. This was the first testimony of public veneration. Her
body was buried in the church in front of the pulpit. Forty-three years after,
it was found entire and preserved from corruption. It had been embalmed with
her virginal purity. In her hands were a taper and a garland of pinks and heads
of grain.
The flowers had scarcely
faded. The grain was fresh as at the time of harvest. The holy body was removed
and finally placed in the sacristy, where people of all ranks, incited by the
wonders wrought at her tomb, came to offer their homage.
In 1843, more than four
hundred legally attested miracles had been wrought at her shrine, and so
excited the faith of the people in her power before God, that the Archbishop of
Toulouse, and nearly all the other prelates of France, petitioned the Holy See
for her beatification. It had been desired before the French Revolution, but it
was not attempted till the time of Gregory XVI.
When the commissioners
went to examine the condition of the remains of the venerable Germaine, a most
extraordinary scene took place. The inhabitants of Pibrac, thinking that the
beatification of their shepherdess might terminate in the loss of their holy
treasure, came in a body to the door of the church. They received the
commissioners with threats and even with stones, so it was only with difficulty
an entrance could be effected into the church. The furious multitude followed,
and the examination was made in the midst of a frightful tumult. “No! no!” was
heard on all sides. “No beatification. Saint Germaine cures us when we are
sick; that is enough. She belongs to us. We wish to keep her.”
The brief for the
beatification of Germaine Cousin was issued by the order of his holiness Pius
IX, on the 1st of July, 1853.
The Triduo which was held
at Pibrac, in 1854, in honor of this event, manifested the joy and the faith of
the people. Altars, lighted up by the bright sun of France, were erected in the
fields once trod by the feet of Germaine, so that hundreds of Masses could be
offered at once. The whole country around poured in. Toulouse seemed vacated.
There were eighty thousand persons assembled around that shrine. On the first
day there were fourteen thousand communicants. In the procession were eighteen
hundred young ladies robed in white. They all held white lilies in one hand,
and wax tapers in the other, and as they entered the church and passed the
altar, they deposited their tapers on one side and their lilies on the other.
Conspicuous in the procession were those who had been healed by the
intervention of the holy shepherdess. Lights were in their hands, and they made
an offering of gratitude at the altar.
The house in which the
blessed Germaine had lived was endangered during those days of religious
triumph. It was in a tolerable state of preservation, but every one seemed
anxious to secure a portion of the walls that once sheltered her, and
especially of the spot sanctified by the angel of death.
A resident in the south
of France at the time of the beatification of Saint Germaine, as she was even
then, with one accord, called in that country, I was forcibly impressed with
the enthusiastic veneration and confidence with which she was regarded by all
classes. Every week I heard of some new miracle at her tomb; so they soon
ceased to excite wonder, and seemed to belong to the established order of
events. There was scarcely an individual in my circle of acquaintance who had
not been, at least once, to prostrate himself at her shrine, and there was a
lively faith in her protection, which proved to me how strongly the spirit of
the middle ages still animates the hearts of the faithful.
So popular a devotion was
a novelty to me, an American, but I could not long remain insensible to its
influence. One misty October day found me likewise an humble pilgrim at the
shrine of the holy shepherdess of Pibrac.
The very air of that
antique chapel inspires devotion. A supernatural influence seemed to impregnate
everything around me. I saw, too, that I was not the only one who felt this
subtle influence penetrating to the very heart; for the faces of all the
pilgrims, priests, religious, and laymen of every rank who are constantly
arriving and departing, were indicative of a holy awe. Though I got there at a
late hour, and it was raining, Masses were still being celebrated, and the
church was full. It was no festival. It was so every day. Masses were said at
every altar from early dawn till the latest canonical hour. Prostrate groups
from different parishes were always there, clustered in the nave, or gathered
about the shrine; and here and there were lone pilgrims who, like me, had been
brought from the ends of the earth. And around and over all were constellations
of brightly burning tapers, emblematic of the prayer of faith, left there by
the pilgrim as loth he slowly left the hallowed sanctuary.
The tomb of Saint
Germaine is in a side chapel, protected by a grate. Her relics are covered with
gold and silver and precious stones, ex votes, which gleam in the light of the
votive candles around. Involuntarily there comes to the heart in this fitting
place, and to the lips, the strain, Exaltavit humiles!
“Lord, behold, he whom
thou lovest is sick!” is the cry of every weary, sin-laden heart; above all
here, where thou dost love to display thy goodness and thy power. The sacred
heart of thy humanity, ever touched with feeling for our infirmities, is not
hardened. It is still as tender and as compassionate as when thou didst weep
over the grave at Bethany, and thy hand is as powerful. I believe that thou,
who art honored in thy saints, dost heal here both soul and body of those who
approach thee with faith and with love, especially with love. “Many sins are
forgiven her, because she hath loved much,” was uttered centuries ago, but has
been repeated times without number since, over penitent, loving souls. O power
of love over the divine heart! It is only the cold, the feeble in faith, who
have no power to draw from this inexhaustible well of compassion. If every
Catholic heart were, as it should be, a chapelleardente, all aflame with the love
of God, how soon would the spiritual infirmities of entire humanity be healed,
and the wounds of Christ’s bleeding body be bound up!
Reader! let the
aspiration of divine love, indulgenced by our sovereign pontiff on the 7th of
May, 1854, in honor of the beatification of Germaine Cousin, be often on our
lips and in our hearts: “Jesu, Deus meus, amo te super omnia!” Jesus, my God, I
love thee above all things!
– from Catholic World
magazine
SOURCE : https://catholicsaints.info/the-holy-shepherdess-of-pibrac/
Statue
de sainte Germaine Cousin au calvaire de Louisfert (Loire-Atlantique)
Santa Germana Cousin Vergine
Pibrac, Francia, 1570
circa - 15 giugno 1601
Nata nel 1570 in un
piccolo villaggio a pochi chilometri da Tolosa da modestissimi operai, restò
per tutta la vita una povera pastorella. Con una malformazione congenita
all'arto superiore destro e una costituzione gracile, si ammalò ben presto di
scrofolosi che portò con sé quale cronica sofferenza per tutti i suoi anni.
Perse la madre poco tempo dopo la nascita, il padre si risposò e in casa fu
isolata. Fu mandata a pascolare le greggi e quasi sempre doveva dormire nella
stalla. Tutto questo veniva però accettato con estrema umiltà e non le impediva
di esercitare tanta carità nei confronti dei compagni, per lo più giovani
pastori e pastorelle. Grande era la sua fede costruita intorno a quel poco che
su Dio e sulla Madonna aveva appreso in parrocchia. Ogni giorno andava a Messa,
ogni giorno recitava il Rosario e l'Angelus. Gli abitanti di Pibrac, il
villaggio natale, la chiamavano perciò «la bigotta» e la dileggiavano. Ma
Germana sopportava tutto con umiltà. Una mattina il gregge non uscì dall'ovile;
Germana non andò in Chiesa. Era morta silenziosamente quasi addormentandosi
nella pace eterna il 15 giugno 1601. Dopo la morte, per sua intercessione si
verificarono numerosissimi miracoli. Tutta Pibrac e in seguito tutta la Francia
le portarono grande devozione. (Avvenire)
Etimologia: Germana =
fratello/sorella, dal latino
Martirologio Romano: A
Pibrac nel territorio di Tolosa in Francia, santa Germana, vergine, che, nata
da genitori sconosciuti, condusse fin dalla fanciullezza una vita di servitù e
infermità, patendo con animo forte e spirito gioioso ogni genere di
tribolazioni, finché a soli ventidue anni riposò in pace.
Dalla vita non ha
ricevuto granchè, anzi la si può considerare una somma di dolori ed
incomprensioni tali da mandare in depressione chiunque: una malformazione
congenita le blocca un braccio; la scrofolosi le deturpa il viso con piaghe e
gonfiori; a pochi giorni dalla nascita le muore la mamma e si ritrova con un
papà che non la ama e una matrigna che la odia , trattandola come un’appestata.
Per una bambina così sfortunata non si prospetta alcun avvenire e neppure si
prende in considerazione l’ipotesi del matrimonio per cui, oltre a non mandarla
a scuola, non le vengono insegnati neppure i lavori domestici. Soltanto al
pascolo può andare, anche perché così pochi la notano, quasi fosse una persona
di cui ci si vergogna. Il gregge ed i pascoli diventano così tutto il suo mondo
e la sua ragion d’essere. O forse no, perché a dispetto di ogni apparenza
quella bambina è intelligente e anche di facile apprendimento. Si innamora di
Dio e della Madonna “immagazzinando” le poche nozioni che riesce a rubare
quando, abbandonando il gregge, riesce a scappare in chiesa per la messa o per
il catechismo. Al suo ritorno, non solo le pecore non si sono disperse, ma le
si raduna intorno un piccolo “gregge” di bimbi, analfabeti come lei, ai quali
riesce a trasmettere quanto nel suo cuore ha messo radici. Forse è più un
catechismo di “testimonianza” che di nozioni, ma per questo ancor più efficace,
almeno a giudicare dai frutti che si registrano in quei bambini, altrimenti
abbandonati a se stessi, sporchi, ignoranti, rissosi. E anche affamati, tanto
che lei deve portarsi il pane da casa o toglierselo di bocca per aiutarli in
qualche modo. E se papà, insospettito, vuol verificare se nel suo grembiule
stracolmo c’è davvero pane, ha la sorpresa di trovarlo in pieno inverno
stracolmo di profumatissimi fiori. Così come gli altri pastori possono
verificare che quella loro singolare “collega” riesce come Mosè ad aprisi un
varco in un torrente in piena o attraversare un fiume senza neppure bagnarsi
“Miracoli” quotidiani, di una ferialità che si sposa perfettamente con il
carattere umile e dimesso di quella ragazza rifiutata da tutti, e che tutti
trattano da “bigotta” e che insultano pure, per quel suo vizio di frequentare
troppo la chiesa. E lei, povera di tutto, è ricca soltanto di pazienza e di
sopportazione, di umiltà e di fede vissute nel nascondimento nel silenzio.
Tanto che nessuno si accorge quando muore, appena trentenne, il 15 giugno 1601:
la trovano, ormai cadavere, nel suo solito giaciglio nella stalla, dato che non
le hanno mai dato un letto come spetterebbe ad ogni cristiano. La seppelliscono
in chiesa a furor di popolo e 40 anni dopo ne riesumano il corpo ancora
intatto, mentre si fa fatica a tenere conto dei miracoli che si sono verificati
su quella tomba. Pio IX la mette ufficialmente sugli altari nel 1867 ed oggi
Santa Germana Cousin è patrona dei pastori, dei pellicciai e, più di recente,
anche dei “giovani a rischio”. Che sono così numerosi da aver davvero bisogno
di una protettrice in più.
Autore: Gianpiero Pettiti
Vitraux
de l'église Saint-Étienne du Val-d'Izé (35).1ère travée de nef. Costale droite.
Sainte-Germaine-Cousin.
Questa è la storia dell’infanzia tristissima di una bambina maltrattata perché disabile. Germana Cousin nasce in Francia a Pibrac (Alta Garonna, Occitania) nel 1579. Il padre è un fattore che, rimasto vedovo, si risposa. Germana, nata dal primo matrimonio, non è come le altre bambine. Ha un braccio semiparalizzato e una malattia le deturpa il viso, rendendola sgradevole di aspetto. Fin dalla tenera età, viene maltrattata dalla matrigna e dai fratellastri che la odiano e non sopportano di vederla. La isolano costringendola a dormire nella stalla, la obbligano a portare al pascolo le pecore e le danno da mangiare gli avanzi. Il padre è un debole e non la difende mai. Germana, però, è una ragazzina solare, umile e generosa e per queste qualità amata dai suoi concittadini. Religiosa, recita il Rosario invocando il perdono per i suoi crudeli familiari e ha fede nella Madonna.
Il parroco ammira la dolcezza della povera bambina e le permette di fare la comunione. Si narra che ogni mattina Germana si rechi a Messa lasciando incustodite le sue pecore che però, miracolosamente, non vengono assalite dai lupi. Una volta, un branco di questi animali selvatici sta per aggredirla, quando con un segno di croce li fa scappare via. Un giorno, per partecipare alla Santa Messa la ragazza è obbligata a oltrepassare il torrente Courbet in piena. La giovane non vuole perdere la comunione e decide di affrontare il torrente facendosi il segno della croce. Mentre recita le preghiere per farsi coraggio, improvvisamente l’acqua, che scorre impetuosa, si divide in due per farla passare.
Germana non ha nulla ed è malnutrita, ma quando trova un pezzo di pane lo dona
con gioia ai bambini più poveri di lei, ai quali parla del Vangelo,
improvvisando semplici racconti. In un’occasione, la perfida matrigna l’accusa di
aver portato via il pane per darlo a due affamati che lei aveva scacciato via,
ma dal grembiule di Germana, invece del pane effettivamente prelevato, pur
essendo pieno inverno, cadono profumati fiori. Il 15 giugno del 1601 viene
trovata esanime nel suo misero giaciglio. Le sue spoglie sono accolte a furor
di popolo nella Chiesa di Pibrac. Tanti sono i miracoli ottenuti per sua
intercessione dopo la morte. È patrona dei “giovani a rischio” (che vivono
situazioni di difficoltà), dei pastori e dei pellicciai.
Autore: Mariella
Lentini
Sainte
Germaine, vitrail d'Henri Curcier du chœur de l'église Saint-Pierre-ès-Liens,
Lalinde, Dordogne, France.
Vive e muore sempre da ultima. La sua biografia è un succedersi di disgrazie,a partire dalla nascita. Non fa in tempo a conoscere sua madre, che muore poco tempo dopo averla messa al mondo. È infelice pure il suo fisico, per una mano malformata e per un’infermità cronica legata alla malnutrizione: la scrofolosi, che deturpa il suo viso con piaghe e gonfiori. È ultima anche per i suoi di casa: se la prende con lei soprattutto una donna, indicata come la matrigna o una cognata.
La sua “stanza da letto” è la stalla durante l’inverno e un sottoscala nella buona stagione. Nessuno in famiglia sembra notare la sua intelligenza (anche se è analfabeta). Tanto, sposarsi non potrà mai, nelle sue condizioni: sicché non le si insegnano neppure i lavori domestici. Il suo compito – appena l’età lo consente – è portare le pecore al pascolo, così non si fa troppo vedere.
L’epoca, in Francia, è quella delle “guerre di religione” tra cattolici e calvinist i– gli “ugonotti” –, una tragica crisi che vede l’aristocrazia divisa in due partiti armati e contrapposti. Sui contadini dipendenti dagli uni o dagli altri ricade il flagello delle estorsioni padronali e dei saccheggi. Così Germana, in casa e fuori, si trova a essere «pastorella in mezzo ai lupi», come la definirà Henri Ghéon, uno dei suoi biografi. Ma lei non crolla, non si chiude. Frequentando assiduamente la chiesa parrocchiale di Pibrac, il suo villaggio nativo, giunge ad avere una buona istruzione religiosa.
E a questo punto si scopre pure amabile parlatrice con i suoi coetanei, che le si fanno amici senza badare al suo aspetto. Sono gli unici che l’accettano com’è e ascoltano volentierii suoi racconti evangelici, nella parlata dell’Alta Garonna. È una catechista spontanea dei contadinelli poveri, e a volte li sfama pure, col pane portato da casa. Le campagne, infatti, sono al disastro, perché, dopo le rapine e i saccheggi delle guerre di religione, arrivano gli agenti del fisco, mandati dal ministro delle Finanze Sully; e questi, se il contadino non paga, mettono in vendita anche porte, finestre e copertura della casa. (Secondo un osservatore inglese, questa fiscalità spietata tende anche a deprimere e scoraggiare il minuto popolo, «che altrimenti sarebbe disposto alla rivolta»).
Germana è rimproverata dai suoi perché riempie il grembiule di pane per i suoi amici: ma lei prontamente apre il grembiule e lo si ritrova pieno di fiori, in inverno. Anche i pochi miracoli che le si attribuiscono sono così; ordinari, minuscoli, da poveri. E poverissima è la sua morte. Germana si spegne nel suo eterno sottoscala e non se ne accorge nessuno. Quando la trovano, è già cadavere. A trent’anni circa.
Più di 40 anni dopo, la sorpresa: riesumato il suo corpo, lo si trova intatto. Si diffonde la venerazione per lei: incomincia un processo per la canonizzazione, mentre la gente continua a invocarla. A fine Settecento, con la Rivoluzione francese, anche i suoi resti vengono dispersi. Nel 1867 Pio IX la proclama santa. Nel villaggio di Pibrac c’è ora una basilica eretta in suo onore.
Autore: Domenico Agasso
SOURCE : http://www.santiebeati.it/dettaglio/57350
Statuette de Sainte Germaine
Germana Cousin
(1570-1601)
Beatificazione:
- 29 maggio 1854
- Papa Pio IX
Canonizzazione:
- 29 giugno 1867
- Papa Pio IX
- Basilica Vaticana
Ricorrenza:
- 15 giugno
Vergine, che, nata da
genitori sconosciuti, condusse fin dalla fanciullezza una vita di servitù e
infermità, patendo con animo forte e spirito gioioso ogni genere di
tribolazioni
Patrona dei pastori e
della gioventù "a rischio"
Germaine Cousin nasce
a Pibrac, a pochi passi da Tolosa nel 1570 da una famiglia di modesta
condizione.
Venuta al mondo con una
malformazione, alla morte della madre, il padre, risposatosi, la rifiuta,
negandole la possibilità di un'istruzione e di una vita dignitosa, mandandola a
seguire il gregge e costringendola a restare a dormire nell'ovile.
Il suo destino è
pascolare le pecore e, appena possibile, inizia a frequentare la chiesa del
paese, diventando molto devota.
Nonostante lo scherno e
la derisione subita da alcuni, a lei si rivolgono gli sbandati alla ricerca
della Parola nella comune triste condizione.
Muore in solitudine,
appena trentenne, il 15 giugno 1601.
Canonizzata da Pio IX nel
1867.
SOURCE : https://www.causesanti.va/it/santi-e-beati/germana-cousin.html
Voir aussi : https://www.saintegermainedepibrac.fr/