The Eucharistic Devotion of Venerable Matt Talbot

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Fr. Scott Haynes

“As to nobility of blood, true nobility is to be derived only from the Blood of the Son of God.”
Venerable Matt Talbot
Overview
The media daily tell us what is important in this world, how things get done, and who has the power to make real change. Every politician always promises to make a difference as do political movements. But who does make a difference every day is Jesus—He who changes us by the frequent, fervent, worthy, and devout reception of the Most Holy Eucharist. We behold this most splendidly in the man Matt Talbott, a man whose life was transformed by the True Presence of Jesus in the Most Holy Sacrament of the Altar. Born in Dublin in 1856, Venerable Matt Talbot, OFS,[1] died of a heart attack there in 1925, while he was walking to the church for Holy Mass. Until the day of his death, no one knew how deep his love and devotion to Christ truly was.

Talbot was a hard worker, but he had struggled with alcohol. Even when wrestling with his addiction, he was known to be diligent in his work. There was in him a quiet strength. His example made him stand out to both his co-workers and friends. When the time of morning Mass changed, he switched jobs rather than give up his ability to attend Holy Mass every day. Clearly, he knew what his priorities were. First a devoted alcoholic, Talbot became a devoted Catholic. He gave up his hours of drinking for hours before the Blessed Sacrament. His devotion to the Eucharist is nothing short of extraordinary.
Talbot would spend time in prayer in his small room each evening. He read books on prayer and spirituality. During these hours of prayerful meditation, the Holy Spirit would prompt him to write little sayings. One apt for this Feast of Corpus Christi is: “As to nobility of blood, true nobility is to be derived only from the Blood of the Son of God.”

Matt Talbot would go to bed at 10 p.m. only to awaken himself for prayer at 2 a.m. Praying until 4:30 a.m., he readied himself for the daily morning Mass. After Holy Mass, he would partake in a small breakfast and go to perform his work. Often, he would attend meetings at his local parish and end up back at his small apartment. His routine did not change for nearly four decades. Joining the Franciscans in 1891 as a Third Order layman, Matt Talbot rarely missed the weekly meetings over the next 34 years. Venerable Matt Talbot as an example for his extraordinary ordinariness and holiness that we can all strive towards in our own lives. Matt allowed God to do with him what He willed. For a man with little education, take a look at the profundity of the following. God was his teacher and his all.
A Hard Beginning
When Matt Talbot was born on May 2, 1856, he became part of a large Irish family, being the second of twelve children. Like many, the Talbot family struggled financially. While Matt’s mother was a hardworking, saintly woman who tried to ensure her children grew up to become good Catholics, Matt’s father was a laborer with a fierce temper and a fondness for alcohol.
In those times, there was no law compelling children to attend school in Ireland. Sadly, Matt followed the example of his father and began drinking by age twelve, around the time he was employed as a messenger boy for Messrs. Edward and John Burke, wine merchants. Soon afterwards he came home drunk for the first time; the beating administered by his father had little effect, for Matt daily came home intoxicated. Matt would partake of the dregs from the bottom of wine bottles.
Living for Alcohol
Matt later admitted that from the time of his early teens to his late twenties, each day revolved around thoughts of how to obtain alcohol. Sadly, it seemed that Matt’s only aim in life was heavy drinking. It took little time before he was a hardened alcoholic. Nonetheless, Matt was always kind and helpful toward his family and friends, and, in spite of his drinking, was capable of working hard.
As he grew, Matt held a series of jobs. He was well-liked by everyone; he spent most of his paycheck buying drinks for himself and his buddies. He attended Mass each Sunday but rarely received Holy Communion or otherwise practice his faith. Through it all, his mother continued praying for his conversion, asking God to give Matt graces to give up the alcohol.
A Desperate Time
When Matt’s wages were spent up, he tended to borrow and scrounge for money in order to sustain his drinking habit. At times, he supplemented his financial earnings by minding horses outside a tavern to obtain tips from the owners. Additionally, Matt was known to pawn his clothes and boots to obtain money for alcohol.
There was a sad occasion when Matt was drinking with friends when a blind fiddle player joined the group. In his thirst for money to buy more alcohol, Matt stole the fiddle in order to sell it. The poor man was thereby deprived of his livelihood. Later, Matt Talbot’s conscience tormented him about the injustice of this incident. It haunted him for years.
Matt described how later he searched the city for the poor musician, in order to make restitution. Unable to find the musician, Matt had Masses offered for his sake to make some reparation. By the time he was twenty-eight, Matt was surely on the road to self-destruction, refusing to listen to his mother’s pleas to give up drinking.
Rock Bottom
Utterly broke and unable to buy another drink, Matt could not find anyone willing to buy him drink at O’Meara’s pub. Utterly depressed, Matt wandered the streets of Dublin. He at last decided it was time to give up alcohol. Tormented by his thirst for drink and the pains of alcohol withdrawal, Matt went to a church, hoping to receive Communion, but the church was yet locked. Matt collapsed on the church steps.
As Matt lay there, he had hit rock bottom. As he turned to God, he begged for the grace to overcome his addiction. As the faithful began to arrive for the early morning Mass, they were disgusted to see a drunk lying on the church doorsteps. What they did not realize was the miracle of grace taking place.
The Pledge
Matt was twenty-eight years old as he lay upon the doorsteps of the church that morning. As God heard Matt’s prayer, the Lord gave him strength to turn away from alcohol for the rest of his life. Matt went home and told his mother he was going to take “the pledge”[2] to reject alcohol.






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