In narrating the birth of our country, no one
would forget figures such as Thomas Jefferson, Benjamin Franklin, and, of
course, George Washington. Yet Catholics know that it is truly the spiritual
that forms and shapes the external reality. In this sense, when we look for the
true spiritual fathers of our country, we would be absolutely remiss to forget
the figure of St. Isaac Jogues (1607-46). Though on mission to French Canada,
his captivity brought him deep inside the present territory of the United
States; he may have been the first white man to traverse the Adirondack
Mountains on foot and was one of the first to sail down the Susquehanna River
through central Pennsylvania. If only his christening of the present day Lake
George had stuck as Lake of the Blessed Sacrament! St. Isaac Jogues, along with
his other fellow Jesuits, sanctified our nation with their blood, laying the
true spiritual foundation for our country, one that we need to take up and make
our own.
Unlike most martyrs, we could say that Jogues
was martyred twice. After a successful stay with the Hurons (where he made the
consecration described above), he surrendered himself to the Mohawks, who had
captured or killed most of his travelling party. He was subjected to
excruciating torture, running the gauntlet of Indian clubs, suffering from fire
and knife, hanging by his arms, extreme hunger and cold, constant fear of
death, and even having several of his fingers cut and bitten off. Kept alive as
a slave, after more than a year he was able to escape with the help of the
Protestant Dutch settlers. He returned to France and received a dispensation
from the Pope Urban VIII to celebrate Mass without the use of the proper
fingers (the Pope reportedly said “It would be shameful that a martyr of Christ
be not allowed to drink the Blood of Christ”). Jogues’s vow of self-offering,
however, was not complete without a second and complete martyrdom. He returned
to the Mohawks first as an ambassador of the French and then as a missionary,
when he was killed with the blow of a tomahawk.
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