It didn’t help that nothing was normal for me. My routines were shattered, and I couldn’t do things the way I was used to doing them. I needed to sleep downstairs in the recliner while the others slept upstairs and I hated it. I often would stay awake most of the night praying rosary after rosary after chaplet after chaplet for anybody who came to mind – anyone but me because it made me too sad to pray for myself.
It was what God had in mind for me, and because of my willfulness, I was missing the point. I think it dawned on me right about the time I was downing my fifth helping of humble pie by having to admit – again – to someone that I’d had spine surgery and was having setbacks in recovery. Humble pie, I believe, is an acquired taste.
Until that moment of desperation, I had never given serious thought to adoring Jesus in my heart. Of course, I pray to him and tell him that I love him. Definitely, I petition him when I’m in need. But the idea of sitting quietly and focusing only on his presence within me and nothing else was new to me.
What most deeply touches my heart about the Annunciation is that Mary had only one question in response to Gabriel’s request. All she wanted to know was, “How?”
Whether your day was tough or terrific, Mary is interested. Why not tell your Blessed Mother all about it?
It's the Hour of Mercy! Please join me in praying the Divine Mercy Chaplet.
It 's the hour of mercy. Please join me in praying the Chaplet of Divine Mercy.
