(345-420)Most of
the saints are remembered for some outstanding virtue or devotion which they
practiced, but Jerome is frequently remembered for his bad temper! It is
true that he had a very bad temper and could use a vitriolic pen, but
his love for God and his Son Jesus Christ was extraordinarily intense; anyone
who taught error was an enemy of God and truth, and St. Jerome went after him
or her with his mighty and sometimes sarcastic pen.
He was above all a Scripture scholar,
translating most of the Old Testament from the Hebrew. He also wrote
commentaries which are a great source of scriptural inspiration for us today.
He was an avid student, a thorough scholar, a prodigious letter-writer and a
consultant to monk, bishop and pope. St. Augustine (August 28) said of him,
"What Jerome is ignorant of, no mortal has ever known."
St. Jerome is particularly important for having made a translation
of the Bible which came to be called the Vulgate. It is not the most
critical edition of the Bible, but its acceptance by the Church was fortunate.
As a modern scholar says, "No man before Jerome or among his
contemporaries and very few men for many centuries afterwards were so well
qualified to do the work." The Council of Trent called for a new and
corrected edition of the Vulgate, and declared it the authentic text to be used
in the Church.
In order to be able to do such work, Jerome prepared himself well.
He was a master of Latin, Greek, Hebrew and Chaldaic. He began his studies at
his birthplace, Stridon in Dalmatia (in the former Yugoslavia). After his
preliminary education he went to Rome, the center of learning at that time, and
thence to Trier, Germany, where the scholar was very much in evidence. He spent
several years in each place, always trying to find the very best teachers. He
once served as private secretary of Pope Damasus (December 11).
After these preparatory studies he traveled extensively in
Palestine, marking each spot of Christ's life with an outpouring of devotion.
Mystic that he was, he spent five years in the desert of Chalcis so that he
might give himself up to prayer, penance and study. Finally he settled
in Bethlehem, where he lived in the cave believed to have been the birthplace
of Christ. On September 30 in the year 420, Jerome died in
Bethlehem. The remains of his body now lie buried in the Basilica of St. Mary Major
in Rome
Comment:
Jerome was a strong, outspoken man. He had the virtues and the unpleasant fruits of being a fearless critic and all the usual moral problems of a man. He was, as someone has said, no admirer of moderation whether in virtue or against evil. He was swift to anger, but also swift to feel remorse, even more severe on his own shortcomings than on those of others. A pope is said to have remarked, on seeing a picture of Jerome striking his breast with a stone, "You do well to carry that stone, for without it the Church would never have canonized you" (Butler's Lives of the Saints).
Jerome was a strong, outspoken man. He had the virtues and the unpleasant fruits of being a fearless critic and all the usual moral problems of a man. He was, as someone has said, no admirer of moderation whether in virtue or against evil. He was swift to anger, but also swift to feel remorse, even more severe on his own shortcomings than on those of others. A pope is said to have remarked, on seeing a picture of Jerome striking his breast with a stone, "You do well to carry that stone, for without it the Church would never have canonized you" (Butler's Lives of the Saints).
Quote:
"In the remotest part of a wild and stony desert, burnt up with the heat of the scorching sun so that it frightens even the monks that inhabit it, I seemed to myself to be in the midst of the delights and crowds of Rome. In this exile and prison to which for the fear of hell I had voluntarily condemned myself, I many times imagined myself witnessing the dancing of the Roman maidens as if I had been in the midst of them: In my cold body and in my parched-up flesh, which seemed dead before its death, passion was able to live. Alone with this enemy, I threw myself in spirit at the feet of Jesus, watering them with my tears, and I tamed my flesh by fasting whole weeks. I am not ashamed to disclose my temptations, but I grieve that I am not now what I then was" ("Letter to St. Eustochium").
"In the remotest part of a wild and stony desert, burnt up with the heat of the scorching sun so that it frightens even the monks that inhabit it, I seemed to myself to be in the midst of the delights and crowds of Rome. In this exile and prison to which for the fear of hell I had voluntarily condemned myself, I many times imagined myself witnessing the dancing of the Roman maidens as if I had been in the midst of them: In my cold body and in my parched-up flesh, which seemed dead before its death, passion was able to live. Alone with this enemy, I threw myself in spirit at the feet of Jesus, watering them with my tears, and I tamed my flesh by fasting whole weeks. I am not ashamed to disclose my temptations, but I grieve that I am not now what I then was" ("Letter to St. Eustochium").