St. Aloysius Gonzaga and the holy angels

Angels seem mysterious and familiar all at the same time. Angels are by definition different than you and I are—they're spiritual beings, without bodies, but can be present in our world. St. Augustine says "angel" is the name of their office, or what they do: they are servants and messengers of God. In this episode we hear about what another saint, St. Aloysius Gonzaga, thought about angels in his newly translated Meditations on the Holy Angels. Faith Full is a Catholic podcast hosted by Tony Ganzer. This episode features Fr. Robert Nixon, OSB. The book is published by TAN Books: https://tanbooks.com/products/books/Meditations-on-the-Holy-Angels/ Visit our website: https://www.faithfullpod.com Donate: https://www.faithfullpod.com/support/ Subscribe on iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/faith-full-podcast/id1363835811 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/34sSHs8hHpOCi5csuTtiIv Stitcher: https://www.stitcher.com/s?fid=179335&refid=stpr Google: https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mYWl0aGZ1bGxwb2QubGlic3luLmNvbS9yc3M In the Gospel of Matthew at one point Jesus tells us that angels that watch over us, the Guardian Angels, also "always look upon the face of my heavenly Father." The Catechism of the Catholic Church, which explains what Catholics believe, says, "From its beginning until death, human life is surrounded by their watchful care and intercession." === When think you might die, you tend to lean more heavily on your deepest beliefs, and for me, a Catholic, that means prayer for God's protection. For years I rode a motor scooter to work, similar to a Vespa. One day, in an instant I'm no longer on my scooter, and I put out my hands to try to catch myself from the fall that I can't avoid. I roll onto the tree lawn just a short distance from parked cars that I narrowly missed. I didn't know what was wrong, only that my body wasn't working right. I had a separated shoulder, a fractured wrist, some road rash on my leg and other soft tissue damage in my arm. The adrenaline and maybe shock began to take over, but I knew that I was alive. I prayed as the EMTs got me into the ambulance, thanking God I was still alive, and had more time with my wife and children. And as I said Our Fathers, Hail Marys, and even portions of Hail Holy Queen, I began contemplating all that led me to that crash. How did it happen? And could it have been worse? Was my Guardian Angel helping me arrive at the point where I would make it out alive? I spoke about this and many other issues of angels and faith with Fr. Robert Nixon, OSB, who translated St. Aloysius Gonzaga's Meditations on the Holy Angels.