Saint of Joy

St. Philip stepping on a Cardinal hat

Today is the feast of St. Philip Neri, 16th century Italian reformer-priest who was known for his joy, sense of humor and offbeat spirit. Philip, patron saint of comedians, demonstrates wonderfully how sanctity preserves and amplifies, even as it purifies, the unique character of each person’s personality. I have always loved this saint and begged for a double-portion of his spirit.

He is the saint known for telling jokes in the confessional to break the tension, throwing picnics in the middle of the street between visits to churches, breaking out into silly children’s songs in the presence of stuffy cardinals, shaving off half his beard before a meeting with a wealthy Roman family, walking out of the Confessional laughing uncontrollably, kicking balls through the streets of Rome dressed in his cassock as he skipped and sang with his followers, carrying bouquets of flowers and distributing them as he went along, intentionally mispronouncing Latin words in the Mass in the presence of a gravely serious scholar-bishop, making a priest in his Order who took himself too seriously sing a dirge at a wedding breakfast, wearing red jerseys over his black cassock, giving out crazy penances (e.g. to a priest known for eloquence, Philip ordered him to give the same sermon six times in a row so people would think he only had one sermon) and tossing around like a frisbee the cardinal hat offered him by the Pope.

Thank God we have this saint!

But what made this man a saint and not simply a cut-up was his deep humility and his intense love for God and people. His humor was never used to knock down, cut or wound, but to build up and wake up a sleepy church. To thaw out the Frozen Chosen. He was a Fool for Christ whose prophetic mission was to remind the faithful that joy, as Fr. Chardin once said, is the infallible sign of the presence of God and the premier indication that your spiritual life is in good order. His jovial manner was lived in service to lifting hearts and leading others into a place of light, hope and conversion to the Gospel of joy. Above all, he wanted to free the Roman clergy from the shackles of cynicism, ladder climbing and dour seriousness that confuses solemnity with somberness.

Once while he was praying on the Vigil of Pentecost in 1544 a globe of fire appeared in front of him and entered his mouth. Afterwards, he felt his heart swell in his chest — without pain — and was so overwhelmed by an intense feeling of love for God that he fell to the ground yelling, “Enough, enough, Lord! I can bear no more!” It became immediately apparent to him that the superabundance of joy that filled him was meant to be given away, shared with all he would meet along the way. He had been commissioned to be “drunk with love” (Acts 2:13-15!) by the God whose love is joy, to permit divine joy to break into a world grown old, bitter, tired and angry in sin.

Philip the priest-saint is an electric sign to clergy. How desperately we need deacons and priests and bishops and popes who ingest Fire and are filled with joy, whose lives — uniquely — cry out to both church and world: Sursum corda! “Lift up your hearts!”

In the words of Pope Benedict addressing his fellow clergy:

It is really true: as we follow Christ in this mission to be fishers of men, we must bring men and women out of the sea that is salted with so many forms of alienation and onto the land of life, into the light of God. It is really so: the purpose of our lives is to reveal God to men. And only where God is seen does life truly begin. Only when we meet the living God in Christ do we know what life is. We are not some casual and meaningless product of evolution. Each of us is the result of a thought of God. Each of us is willed, each of us is loved, each of us is necessary. There is nothing more beautiful than to be surprised by the Gospel, by the encounter with Christ. There is nothing more beautiful than to know Him and to speak to others of our friendship with Him. The task of the shepherd, the task of the fisher of men, can often seem wearisome. But it is beautiful and wonderful, because it is truly a service to joy, to God’s joy which longs to break into the world.

Let us sing!

Jubilate Deo omni terra (shout joyfully to God all the earth).
Servite Domino in laetitia (serve the Lord in gladness).
Alleluia, alleluia, in laetitia!
Alleluia, alleluia, in laetitia!

7 comments on “Saint of Joy

  1. Claude Kenneson says:

    I like that picture of Jesus laughing. I can’t imagine him going through life always serious and somber. If people were not meant to laugh, why would God have made us to laugh? “Blessed are those who weep now, for you will laugh.” Luke 6:21

  2. Jennifer says:

    Joy! We had the most cheerful priest ever give a homily on St. Philip Neri’s joy today. He tried to demonstrate the power of letting your love and joy shine so as to draw others to the Lord. So he sang for the students. First a typical rendition and then a dour one of “Happy Virthday” to illustrate his point. The only problem is, he’s so darn-joyful all the time you could barely tell the difference. That was the best part to me!
    Thank you for this post, sharing this delightful Saint with us.
    Someone who is abandoned to joy is always such a beautiful, fun, powerful witness to God’s goodness and fidelity. To me, joy is the fruit of assurance in God’s merciful love. It’s zee best. Please keep smiling and sharing your joy with us!

  3. WoopieCushion says:

    The Spirit of Joy entered my heart as I read this post! Thanks Tom! St. Philip, pray for us!

  4. Sherri says:

    This was a delight to read !!!👋👋☺️

    Hope you are having a blessed spring!



  5. Nos says:

    “His humor was never used to knock down , cut or wound, but to build up and wake up a SLEEPY CHURCH to thaw out the frozen chosen.Above all he wanted to free the Roman clergymen the shackles of cynicism,ladyder climbing,and dour seriousness that confuses solemnity with .somberness. How desperately we need deacons and priests and bishops AND POPES who ingest fire and are filled with joy. ” Dearest Thomas the hammer is in the holster I defer dear sir to your pointed assessment…in the words of a beloved dochtah — let it be so—

    P.S. you were brought up in the funeral mass of dear Francis A. The eulogy was given by saint Micheal P. He had me my pew mate and a few others laughing out loud… it was a beautiful tribute to holy good man , flawed as we all are but so good and holy was he … P.B.W.Y.A.A.Thomas one of your best …, of course this is my unbiased view… love ya…

  6. Patti Halsch says:

    Due to the holiday I am behind in reading your blog. Today Wed 5/31, Feast of the Visitation, my morning reflection was on finding “Joy”, bring “Joy” to others. So as I go through my morning wondering how to find, bring “Joy” to others . . .then I read your blog on “Joy” from 5 days ago. Coincidence ? I think not ! Thank you for continue to work for Him and sharing with us.

    • That THRILLS me, Patti! You’ve got that joy, which is why I always came to visit you during the day. I plan to come by and surprise you all this summer…get ready. Hey to Tom and blessings on all. Thanks for making time to comment. 🙂

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