Cardinal Henry Edward Manning, cardinal archbishop of Westminster, was born at Hertfordshire, England in 1808. During his early years he befriended Charles and Christopher Wordsworth and attended Harrow School under Doctor Charles Butler. Originally an Anglican deacon, Henry Manning realized the man-made status of the Anglican Church when the Privy Council denied the objective effect of the sacraments. Just two months after being received into Catholicism, he became a priest in 1851 and quickly rose in influence, instituted as an archbishop in 1865. He was a very strong supporter of papal infallibility and went on to promote a modern Catholic view of social justice. He is the author of many books. Cardinal Manning died in 1892.
I regret not reading this book sooner. It's been been languishing on my shelf for at least a decade because, honestly, every time I opened it up, I was put off by the strange typography. Though it doesn't look like the style of book you'd annotate in the margins, the margins are huge, and at times, the words are running together without enough space between. I finally pushed past my dislike of the typography and read it. It's life-changing. Many of the stories were deeply inspiring, some of them moving me to tears, some of them spurring me to pray and to journal my thoughts (though not in the margins). Some were so genuinely delightful, I couldn't wait to share them with my family, and we got a holy laugh out of them. St. Francis was such a character! And Brother Juniper, even more so! I highly recommend reading this book, though perhaps a different edition.