O Mary

Laudato si' - Praise be to you ~
Mother of

Our Wisdom
  Our Almighty Lord
    Our Root of Jesse
      Our Key of David
         Our Rising Sun
            Our King of the People
                Our Emmanuel


Mary, although the ancients did not give you a salutation of a great “O”, we do today, as over the days, the years, the centuries you have held us all in your tender care.  All who know and love you and all those who do not yet know you.  You, the silent one behind our loving Advent salutations to your son…. without your “Fiat” they would not be.

Sometimes the Church Fathers like to use words spoken by our God about Wisdom and apply them to you – “Before the Day Star I begot you.”  But this could not be because he created that Day Star at the very beginning of our universe, our earth, and you were created and came to our earth on a certain century, a certain year, a certain day in time to grow to womanhood and become a mother.  The mother of our God – Emmanuel. But then, there is no time in Eternity, and it is a beautiful thought that someone so pure and full of light would be begotten in the mind of God before the creation of the universe.

You Mary are called ‘Our Mother’ because you were first his mother. And as the ark of the Old Covenant was made of the purest gold for God’s Word. Mary, you are the ark of the New Covenant and are the purest vessel for the Word of God made flesh.  How often during those nine months of waiting you must have pondered the mystery of it all in your heart?

Just as you held him in your womb, we long to hold him each day……. and we do hold him cradled in our hands. But, Mary, can we also be a tabernacle for your Son that others may come and know he is within us through our love?
                         

“Take, eat this is my body”

“Those who eat my body and drink my blood remain in me and I in them.”



It is in the Eucharist each day we reach out and cradle in our hands the one who transforms our hearts  - our Wisdom, our Almighty Lord, our Root, our Key, our Rising Sun, our King, our Emmanuel – “Take, eat this is my body” – and so gradually, silently, gently our hearts are filled with a living, vibrant silence, speaking of nothing but love, total, unconditional love and we gradually become what we eat.