Joan of Arc's birthday - January 6th, 1412

Last Sunday was the anniversary of Joan’s birthday, believed by historians…Joan actually didn’t know when she was born…during the trial, she only guessed that her age was 19, when she was asked.

I just want to share something about this remarkable girl whose feats can never be repeated again by anyone…her ‘miracles’.

Joan did not perform ‘miracles’ such as instantaneously healing a physical disability, nor did she use ‘faith-healing’. The remarkable events of Joan’s life were connected with foreknowledge and insight.

  • She was able to report on an unplanned battle, which was taking place hundreds of miles distant, and relate its outcome.
  • She undertook the preparations for the relief of Orleans while the wind was blowing in the wrong direction, and it suddenly changed at the required moment.
  • She knew where a sword was buried although this was unknown to anyone else and could not have been known to Joan in the normal way.
  • She was not deceived when another person impersonated the Dauphin on Joan’s first meeting with him.
  • She took unusual military decisions of when and how to attack, as if she knew where the enemy was weakest.
  • She changed the course of European history within the space of a few months in a most remarkable way.
  • She defended herself over a period of months, in a tiring and distressing situation, against Cauchon’s subtle and very deep questioning, without making theological errors.
    It is possible to explain some of these events as luck or coincidence. But when all are considered together and in the light of her unique personality, holiness and strict adherence to the moral law, it is not surprising that many accepted her claim to have been assisted by ‘visions’ and ‘voices’.

None of her ‘miracles’ involved the suspension of the laws of nature (e.g: God would know the wind direction would change suddenly, so could instruct Joan when to prepare the boats so as to be ready for the change of wind).

Sceptics may assert that Joan’s ‘voices’ were in her imagination. Cauchon put this view to Joan and she replied that God was using her imagination to communicate with her.

Joan was a mystic, and like all mystics found great difficulty in explaining her experiences to others. Some mystics have attempted to explain how God acts on their intellect, and this subject is discussed deeply in a long chapter entitled ‘Extraordinary Favours, Locutions and Visions’ in: ‘I am a Daughter of the Church’ ((PME Chapter II)).
When it is considered how wise were Joan’s answers to Cauchon’s questioning it is hard to avoid the conclusion that God had infused, by means of mystical contemplation, a deep and profound knowledge of Catholic theology.

The Poitiers Tribunal of April 1429 gave a decision in accord with sound, cautious, Catholic principles. It was presided over by an Archbishop, and was therefore a superior Court to that later established by Cauchon.
It stated that there was a: ‘favourable presumption’ to be made for the divine nature of her mission; and: ‘to doubt or abandon her, without suspicion of evil, would be to repudiate the Holy Spirit and to become unworthy of God’s aid’ ((MGAV 56)). This same Archbishop later considered that Joan was falling into an attitude of pride, but this was a separate matter to the authenticity of her ‘voices’.

Prayer to St. Joan of Arc

In the face of your enemies, in the face of harassment, ridicule, and doubt, you held firm in your faith. Even in your abandonment, alone and without friends, you held firm in your faith. Even as you faced your own mortality, you held firm in your faith. I pray that I may be as bold in my beliefs as you, St. Joan. I ask that you ride alongside me in my own battles. Help me be mindful that what is worthwhile can be won when I persist. Help me hold firm in my faith. Help me believe in my ability to act well and wisely. Amen.

I love reading about historical leaders :slight_smile:

That is awesome. I just watched a movie about Joan of Arc coincidentally.

She died a tragic death though. That is sad :frowning:

She’s my age during her trial. And achieved so much. I feel inadequate.

I used to date her

Really? But how come she never mentioned anything about you to me?:stuck_out_tongue:

We used to ride side by side, feed the ducks in the pond, sit under the stars…Oh! That was beautiful…the good old days…we thought it never end.:stuck_out_tongue:

“What is that?” she whispered.
“Bacon grease and olive oil. It will stop the bleeding.” D’Aulon wiped away as much blood as he could with a rag and spread the mixture across the oozing hole in her shoulder.

Jehanne let her head fall back onto the ground and smiled through her tears at the worried masculine faces. “It’s all right,” she said, “God is with me.” She turned her head to Pasquerel. “Will you confess me, Brother?”
“Of course, dear child.” He was still holding her hand.

The soldiers and Minguet stood reluctantly and moved away from her. Pasquerel made the Sign of the Cross in the air and mumbled some words in Latin.
“Bless me, Father, for I have sinned,” she whispered. “My Counsel have assured me that I shall not die, yet my faith is so puny that I still doubt Them sometimes.” A barb of pain pierced her shoulder and she grimaced. “They told me this would happen, but in my heart I would not let myself believe Them. I did not want to believe Them. I wanted to choose my own fate instead of relying on God’s will for me. I ask His forgiveness for my double sin of disbelief and fear. I know that I shall die someday; everyone does. Yet I am so afraid of death, even though my Counsel have promised that when I die I shall go home to my Heavenly Father.”

The monk smiled and wiped the clammy sweat from her brow with his hand. “Do not trouble yourself, Jehanne,” he said quietly. “God forgives you your weakness, and in His mercy will give you strength and courage.” He made another Sign of the Cross over her…

(May 7th, 1429, an arrow pierced through Joan’s body above her breast as how she foreseen just a day before Orleans was finally taken by the Maid and her army)

Joan: “Excuse me, sir.”

La Hire: “What do you want? Can’t you see I’m busy here?”

Joan: “I can see that you’re busy sending your soul to Hell with that filthy language of yours”

La Hire: “And who the bleeding fuck are you, you little fart?”

Joan: “I am Jehanne the Maid, Messenger of God and Chief of War, and I would very much esteem it if you would dismount when you speak to me.”

La Hire: “Well, I am La Hire, the best mother-fucking soldier in the king’s whore humping army, and I do not take orders from women!”

(The “greetings” of the French captain when first met Joan at Orleans, late April, 1429)

May 30, 1431
From the Ashes


Today is the feast day of Saint Joan of Arc, the day she was burned at the stake under the following charge:

“Joan, who calls herself the Maid, liar, evil-doer, seducer of the people, sorceress, witch, blasphemer of God, denier of the faith of Jesus Christ, idolater, fallen, evoker of evil spirits, apostate, schismatic, heretic.”


Excerpt from eBook, Ever Before My Eyes:
A man from the crowd began to weep loudly. I looked down into the eyes of this one, ordained a monk with a heart overflowing with compassion. I spoke to him, "I pray you, go to the nearest church, and bring me the cross, and hold it up level with my eyes until I am dead. I would have the cross on which God hung be ever before my eyes while life lasts in me (Trask 144)." He looked at me with eyes wet with tears, jolted from his misery. Off he ran, promising to return steadfast. In his place, a young English soldier stepped up from the crowd. Reaching into the pile of sticks he withdrew two branches, one long and one short. He constructed a crude cross, holding it up to my bosom. At moments such as these, God surely blesses our lives with earthly angels. Tears of gratitude overflowed from me, wetting the wood of the cross. This wood, prepared to be my funeral pyre, was transformed into my salvation by the hands of the enemy! I prayed the blessings of the saints on this man.

K. Johnston
Ever Before My Eyes: Jehanne d’Arc Story of a Saint


Jehanne Darc.
A Saint was killed this day.
Purity of youth,
White as heaven’s dove,
Innocence devoured in flame,
Soul undisturbed,
Carried on angels’ wings
What have we done?


K. Johnston
Ever Before My Eyes: Jehanne d’Arc Story of a Saint

I call her Warrior Angel…messenger of God. :wink:


Jehanne Darc.
A Saint was killed this day.
Purity of youth,
White as heaven’s dove,
Innocence devoured in flame,
Soul undisturbed,
Carried on angels’ wings
What have we done?

K. Johnston
Ever Before My Eyes: Jehanne d’Arc Story of a Saint

The other thing that impressed me is not only that she led her country’s men at the age of 17 and defeated the then world’s greatest army or her ‘stubborness’ which gave so much headaches to both English and French military captains in the 15 months long battles or how she answered in an attempt to trap her, (Joan of Arc’s inquisitors at the Trial of Condemnation asked her if she believed she was in a state of grace. If she said no, then they had cause to refer her to the determination of the Church. If she said yes, then she would be claiming herself in a position equal to that of the Pope, and certainly closer to God than her ecclesiastical inquisitors, and could be tried as a heretic. In brilliant humility, Joan replied “If I am not, may God put me there; if I am, may God so keep me.”) but how she expressed herself on the letters sent to the English dictated by Father Jean Pasquerel and her page Louis de Contes.

“You, men of England, who have no right in the Kingdom of France, the King of Heaven orders and notifies you through me, Jehanne the Maid, to leave your fortresses and go back to your own country; or I will produce a clash of arms to be eternally remembered. And this is the third and last time I have written to you; I shall not write anything further”.

Jesus, Maria

Jehanne the Maid

(Letter Joan of Arc wrote that was shot into the Tourelles on May 5, 1429)

Let’s observe a minute of silence to this remarkable girl who believed in herself and God, and change the faith of her people and her beloved country.

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Good history topic there Professor Mohammad :slight_smile: Now i know a lot more about her. Yes she sacrificed a lot for her people & country but what i saw in the movie the king of France betray her when during her one last battle with the English, they didn’t send her reinforcements that she requested thus lead to her capture.

Yes i agreed with you a minute of silence for remembering her. Reps for refreshing my history Professor :slight_smile: although this is not regarding pheros.