A mother was teaching her daughter how to
make the sign of the cross. She took her
right hand, put it on her forehead and told
her, "Say with me, In the name of the
Father…" and Louise said, "In the
name of the Father…" Then she put her
hand on her chest and continued, "…
and of the Son", and Louise, "and
of the Son". "And of the Holy Spirit…"
continued her mum. But Louise did not say
it. "Repeat after me … and of the Holy
Spirit". Silence. "Repeat after
me, Louise, "In the name of the Father
and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit."
"But mum," said Louise, "we
mentioned the Father, and the Son, but where
is the mother?!"
Louise was always rather bubbly. But
she said made sense. Just as we need
to give us a body, our nervous system,
whole physical organism, and she is
also in building our character, so
our faith we need a mother to give
to our super-natural life.
Jesus gave her to us on the cross.
The French poet François Copèe was
along the beach of a small fishing
in Brittany. He was looking at the
who were preparing themselves to set
on the Atlantic Ocean. He was apprehensive
how these fishermen could face the
of the ocean on such fragile boats.
He went up to them and asked, "Friends
are you not afraid to sail on these
boats?" They did not reply, and
carried on with their work. But one
fisherman, who must have had a lot
at sea and faced a lot of storms, stood
and said, "Come with me, sir."
They went on board the boat, moved
the stern and said,
"Can you see what is stuck there?"
"Yes, a picture of Mary."
"And can you see what is there
"Yes, a lit lamp."
"That is the answer to your question,
my friend. When we have her in our
we can put up with everything. We are
"When the storm of evil starts
you here and there in the sea of life,
at the star, look at Mary and your
be at rest!" says St Bernard.
The apostle of the Rosary, Blessed
Longo who claimed that "whoever
the rosary is saved", has this
"Just as two friends, frequently
each other's company, tend to develop
habits, so too, by holding familiar
with Jesus and the Blessed Virgin,
on the mysteries of the Rosary and
the same life in Holy Communion, we
to the extent of our lowliness, similar
them and can learn from these supreme
a life of humility, hiddenness, patience
This is a true story. Mother was dying.
little son was next to her bed. He
not understand what was happening.
it true, mum, that now you will not
anymore?" Mum made an effort and
singing, "Ave Maria…" That's
she could sing here on earth. She continued
singing it in heaven.
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