Congregation was being decided I went to the church of St Andrew at Quirinale. It is located very close to the convent where Father de Mazenod was staying. In his diary he wrote that he went there on the morning of February 17, 1826. The
church is known for the resting place of another young religious: Saint Stanislous Kostka. St Stanislous was born in Poland to an aristocratic family. As a young boy he discovered that Jesus was calling him to the Jesuit order. However problems arose when his father objected his desire. Due to the objection Jesuits in Poland were afraid to accept him. When Stanislous realized that he had no chance to fulfill his dream in his homeland he simply run away from home and set out on a long journey Augsburg in Germany. He walked 450 miles an ordinary pilgrim. When he arrived the Jesuits were so impressed with his determination that he was accepted to the Order without any further issues.
However it was decided to send him to Rome. It was perfect timing as the young man fell ill a few months later . After receiving Holy Communion and the Last Rites, he chatted cheerfully with his fellow novices until nightfall. After they left, he prayed often, “My heart is ready, O God, my heart is ready!” About 3:00 a.m. his face lit up joyfully. He said Our Lady was approaching with her court of angels and saints to take him to heaven. Then he died — on August 15, the feast of Our Lady’s own assumption into heaven. He was 17. I believe that Stanislous’ determination was familiar to Eugene who wrote in his diary how much consolation he got from celebrating Mass in the room where Saint Stanislous died. After the Mass he was given the much awaited news that the previous evening Pope Leo XII approved the Constitutions and Rules of the Missionary Oblates of Mary Immaculate.
Personally I wanted to visit the place where he felt lie dancing out of joy at the news from the Vatican. When I entered the church I nearly fell over. However it wasn't because to some mystic experience but because the scaffolding. The church is undergoing extensive renovations at the moment and the only spot that looks churchy is the main altar. As I stood there deeply disappointed I was give a consolation price I didn't expect. I could visit the room mentioned by Saint Eugene, where he did his morning Mass on the day when the papal approval of the Oblates was officially announced. I was blessed to spend some time praying in the room where Saint Stanislous died. How mysterious God's ways are. There are so many human stories converging. To me the room is not only the shrine of Saint Stansilous but I find it as an Oblate shrine as well. The place of joy, relief, excitement, hope for future and gratitude for being assured by the Holy Father that we Oblates have a charism that is important for the Church.