Saint Zita
The Little Cook (
1272 Anno Domini A.D.) Feast: 27 April
Zita was a little cook 
She worked in the kitchen of a rich family. They thought she was just a drudge. They piled work upon her. They gave her unpleasant jobs to do. But Zita never complained. Early in the morning, she rose & hurried off to Mass 
Then she returned, got breakfast for the family, & worked all day.
"Don't work so hard," the other servants said. "You make us ashamed of our laziness." So Zita did their work for them when they were tired & lazy. One day she put the bread in the oven 
Then she began to pray 
She loved to talk to God. She loved to listen to Him. So she forgot her bread. "Oh," she suddenly cried, "the bread will be burned." But it wasn't. Angels 
had taken it out of the oven. & no bread had ever tasted so good or smelled so sweet.
The man & woman for whom Zita worked grew to love her. "Teach our children to be good like you," they asked her. So she taught their children to be saints 
She was an old, old lady when she died. And the moment she died, a bright star appeared over the room where she had slept 
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penal laws-a set of punitive restrictions on the faith & liberties of Irish Catholics designed to demoralize & weaken a defeated people
where she quickly adapted to the pleasures of high society. She was, by her own account, "a lover of the world, & of vanity."
& even death 
by establishing a network of clandestine schools 
As more women came to join her she chose to establish a religious order devoted to serving the poor in every way.
and a consuming desire to serve You in any part of the world, grant that we also may love You, and make you much loved. And if it be for the glory of God, and the salvation of souls, grant that soon she may be raised to the altars of your Church. 
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