She didn’t flinch. She didn’t get angry. She didn’t scold her for being disrespectful. She smiled because Bernadette was her child. She knew her child’s heart and so she also knew that Bernadette’s holy water antic was the product of fear and not mischief.
If Mary had doubted even so much as the “how” of God’s plan, she would have been deeply grieved, so much so, that her grief could be likened to a sword piercing her heart. I often doubt both the “how” and the “why” of God’s plan! And yet, I seldom am deeply grieved over it.
The Crucifix bears our Lord’s torn and tattered Body, reminding us of his great suffering and the extreme price he paid for our salvation.
Repeat Mary’s name often with love and devotion – not just today, but everyday and especially during moments of temptation and spiritual distress. Her holy name – Mary – will chase the demons away and draw her near to you.
It 's the hour of mercy. Please join me in praying the Chaplet of Divine Mercy.
It's the Hour of Mercy! Please join me in praying the Divine Mercy Chaplet.
A little side trip between parish mission sessions. #lambeau #GodisGood https://t.co/geLPwISk35
