When fatigue and melancholy and stress seem to leave one’s soul prostrate, and when every other form of prayer seems impossible, one should pick up one’s Rosary and very simply begin to tell one’s beads. There is no need to produce pious ideas or reflections. It is enough to hold the beads and repeat the prayers, gently, gently recalling the mystery at the beginning of decade and leaving the rest to the Holy Spirit who “helps us in our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we ought” (Rm 8:26).
One who is faithful to the prayer of the Rosary knows that while the lips pronounce the names of Mary and of Jesus, over and over again, “the Spirit himself intercedes for us with sighs too deep for words” (Rm 8:26). The Rosary is the small, low door by which little children enter into the immense prayer of the Spirit who “intercedes for the saints according to the will of God” (Rm 8:27).
I have come to love this photo of the children of Fatima holding their beads. In this, I can imitate