MADAME JEANNE GUYON
(Catholic)

February 9, 2017 // Story

 

MADAME JEANNE GUYON
(Catholic)

This saintly woman was born April 16, 1648, and died June, 1717. She was converted July

22, 1668, and immediately bade farewell to worldliness in every form. A few years later her
husband died, and after severe trials she gave herself to God in an irrevocable consecration and
entered the sanctified life. She says:

“Great was the change which I had now experienced; but still in my exterior life, I

appeared to others quite simple, unobtrusive and common. And the reason was that my soul was
not only brought into harmony with itself and with God, but with God’s providences. In the
exercise of faith and love, I endured and performed whatever came in God’s providence, in
submission, in thankfulness, and silence. I was now in God and God in me; and where God is there
is as much simplicity as power. And what I did was done in such simplicity and childlikeness of
spirit that the world did not observe anything which was much calculated to attract notice.

“I had a deep peace which seemed to pervade the whole soul, and resulted from the fact

that all my desires were fulfilled in God. I feared nothing: that is, considered in its ultimate results
and relations, because my strong faith placed God at the head of all perplexities and events. I
desired nothing but what I now had, because I had a full belief that, in my present state of mind, the
result of each moment constituted the fulfillment of the divine purposes. As a sanctified heart is
always in harmony with the divine providences, I had no will but the divine-will, of which such
providences are the true and appropriate expression. How could such a soul have other than a
deep peace, not limited to the uncertainties of the emotional part of our nature, but which pervaded
and blessed the whole mind! Nothing seemed to diminish it; nothing troubled it.

“I do not mean to say that I was in a state in which I could not be afflicted. My physical

system, my senses, had not lost the power of suffering. My natural sensibilities were susceptible of
being pained. Oftentimes I suffered much. But in the centre of the soul, if I may so express it, there
was divine and supreme peace. The soul, considered in its connection with the objects
immediately around it, might at times be troubled and afflicted; but the soul, considered in its

 

relation to God and the divine will, was entirely calm, trustful and happy. The trouble at the
circumference, originating in part from a disordered physical constitution, did not affect and
disturb the divine peace of the centre.

“One characteristic of this higher degree of experience was a sense of inward purity. My

mind had such a oneness with God, such a unity with the divine nature, that nothing seemed to have
power to soil it and diminish its purity. It experienced the truth of that declaration of Scripture that
’to the pure all things are pure.’ The pollution which surrounds has no power upon it; as the dark
and impure mud does not defile the sunbeams that shine upon it, which rather appear brighter and
purer from the contrast.”

She had been accustomed to the luxury and splendor of Paris, but circumstances made it

necessary to move to a little cabin; but poverty’s vale had no discouragements for her, for her spirit
was as exultant there as in a palace. She says:

“It had a look of the greatest poverty and had no chimney except in the kitchen, through

which one was obliged to pass to go to the chamber. I gave up the largest chamber to my daughter
and the maid. The chamber reserved to myself was a very small one; and I ascended to it by a
ladder. Having no furniture of my own except some beds quite plain and homely, I bought a few
cheap chairs, and such articles of earthen and wooden ware as were necessary. I fancied
everything better on wood than on plate. Never did I enjoy a greater content than in this hovel. It
seemed to me entirely conformable to the littleness and simplicity which characterized the true life
in Christ.”

Like all “who follow the Lamb whithersoever he goeth,” she was the object of much

persecution, and even in her little hut her enemies pursued her with a relentless hatred. She says:

“It would be difficult for me to enumerate all the unkindness and cruelty practiced toward

  1. The little garden near my cottage I had put in order. Persons came at night and tore it up, broke
down the arbor, and overturning everything in it, so that it appeared as if it had been ravaged by a
body of soldiers. My windows were broken with stones, which fell at my feet. All night long
persons were around the house making a noise, threatening to break it in, and uttering personal
abuse. I have learned since who put these persons upon their wicked work.

“It was at this time that a notice reached me that I must go out of the diocese. Crimes were

tolerated, but the work of God, resulting in the conversion and sanctification of souls, could not be
endured. All the while, I had no uneasiness of mind. My soul found rest in God; I never repented
that I had left all to do what seemed to be his will. I believe that God had a design in everything
which took place; and I left all in his hands, both the sorrow and the joy.

“It pleased God,” she says, “to make use of two or three ecclesiastics. Attached to the

prevalent views and practices, their repugnance to the doctrine of faith and of an inward life was
at first great. One of these persons at first vilified me very much. But God at length led him to see
his errors, and gave him new dispositions.

 

“People,” says Madam Guyon, “flocked together from all sides, far and near. Friars,

priests, men of the world, maids, wives, widows–all came, one after another, to hear what was to
be said. So great was the interest felt, that for sometime I was wholly occupied from six o’clock in
the morning till eight in the evening, in speaking of God. It was not possible to aid myself much in
my remarks by meditation and study. But God was with me. He enabled me, in a wonderful
manner, to understand the spiritual conditions and wants of those who came to me. Many were the
souls which submitted themselves to God at this time; God knows how many. Some appeared to be
changed as it were in a moment. Delivered from a state in which their hearts and lips were closed,
they were at once endued with gifts of prayer, which were wonderful. Marvelous, indeed, was the
work of the Lord.

“They were grievously chagrined,” says Madame Guyon, “that a woman should be so much

flocked to and sought after. For looking at the things as they were in themselves, and not as they
were in God, who uses what instrument he pleases, they forgot, in their contempt, to admire the
goodness and grace manifested through it.

“God also made me of service to a great number of nuns, virtuous young women, and even

men of the world. Among those was a young man of the Order of the Knights of Malta. Led to
understand something of the peaceful nature and effects of religion, he abandoned the profession of
arms for that of a preacher of the Gospel of Christ. He became a man constant in prayer, and was
much favored by the Lord. I could not well describe the great number of souls, of whose spiritual
good God was pleased to make me the instrument. Among the number were three curates, one
canon, and one grand-vicar, who were more particularly given to me.”

Her “Method of Prayer” was destined to exercise a mighty influence in the Land. One

thousand five hundred copies were immediately given away by a good old man in Grenoble, and
wherever they were eagerly read they stirred the people up to seek God. Three hundred copies
were found and burnt in Dijon some time after this!

One day she entered into a church in which some religious services were performed. The

priest, who had the direction of them, observed her; and after they were concluded, went
immediately to the house in which she lodged, and stated to her, with great simplicity and
frankness, his inward trials and necessities. “He made his statements,” she remarks, “with as much
humility as simplicity. In a short time he was filled with joy and thankful acknowledgments to
God.” He became a man of prayer and a true servant of God.

“But, notwithstanding this unfavorable state of things, God,” she says, “did not fail to make

use of me to gain many souls for himself. He was pleased to regard me with great kindness. In the
poverty and weakness of his poor handmaid he gave me spiritual riches. The more persecution
raged against me, the more attentively was the word of the Lord listened to, and the greater number
of spiritual children given to me.”

Some of these persons were involved in the trials she endured. A number were banished

from the city, chiefly on the ground of having attended religious conferences at her house or with
her. One was banished, she states, against whom nothing further was alleged than his having made
the remark, that her little book, meaning probably her book on Prayer, was a good one.

 

On the 29th of January, 1688, she was suddenly ordered to go to a convent, where she was

kept separated from her daughter, and hardly treated, yet she coolly says:

“When none came to see me, with whom I might converse, I wrote; when tired of writing

the incidents of my life, I corresponded with my friends; when opportunities for doing good in this
manner did not present themselves, I solaced the hours of solitude by writing poems.”

She was offered her liberty if she would consent to the marriage of her daughter with a

godless nobleman, nephew to the Archbishop of Paris.

“God allows suffering, but never allows wrong. I see clearly that it is his will that I should

remain in prison and endure the pains which are connected with it; and I am entirely content that it
should be so. I can never buy my liberty at the expense of sacrificing my daughter.”

After eight months’ imprisonment, she was set at liberty by the intercession of Madame de

Maintenon, and immediately began again her course of private meetings, but now devoting the time
more entirely to those who were saved and seeking sanctification.

“After the labors of the day, I have for some time past, spent a portion of the night in

writing commentaries on the Scriptures. I began this at Grenoble; and though my labors were many
and my health was poor, the Lord enabled me, in the course of six months, to write on all the books
of the Old Testament.”

It was at this time that she made the acquaintance of Abbe Fenelon, afterwards Archbishop

of Cambray, who became a sanctified witness to the truth, and remained until death not only a
fearless champion of the cause of holiness, but a true friend to the persecuted lady, who had been
to so great an extent his mother in the faith.

On the 8th of July, 1695, the Dutchess of Mortemar came to the convent to take Madame

Guyon back to Paris. It was no sooner known that she was in Paris than the city was in an uproar.
She soon had to hide, and after some six months she was found and sent to prison. She says:

“I passed my time in great peace, content to spend the remainder of my life there if it should

be the will of God. I employed part of my time in writing religious songs. I and my maid La
Gautiere, who was with me in prison, committed them to heart as fast as I made them. Together we
sang praises to thee, O our God! It sometimes seemed to me as if I were a little bird whom the
Lord had placed in a cage, and that I had nothing to do now but to sing. The joy of my heart gave a
brightness to the objects around me. The stones of my prison looked in my eyes like rubies. I
esteemed them more than all the gaudy brilliance of a vain world. My heart was full of the joy
which thou givest to them who love Thee in the midst of their greatest crosses.”

The seven years preceding her death were spent in retirement. Thus lived and died one of

the most remarkable women of any age. She lived amid the corruption of the dark ages, yet
obtained a knowledge of God that would put most of us to shame. Possibly she stressed penance

 

and mysticism rather too much, but for a profoundly holy life, manifesting itself in utter annihilation
of the self-life, she had few equals.

Source: “Chosen Vessels” by J. O. McClurkan

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