Turn Your Eyes to the Virgin
I more or less promised Our Lady that I would offer something in her honour on Vultus Christi every day during the month of May. I don’t know if I will be able to do it while in France. Here is a magnificent text from our Cistercian Adam of Perseigne. The last lines — at least for me — bring to mind Our Mother of Perpetual Succour.
If your faith is shaken by assault from an enemy
turn your eyes to the Virgin
and what was wavering will be firmly fixed.
If the lust of the flesh delights you
turn your gaze to the Virgin
and the danger to your chastity will be removed.
If pride disturbs your spirit
turn your gaze to the Virgin
and by the merit of her unsullied humility
your swelling spirit will subside.
If you are set on fire by anger’s torches,
lift your eyes to the Virgin
and you will grow gentle through her calm.
If ignorance or error have led you astray from the way of life,
look to Mary, Star of the Sea,
and in her light you will be led back to the path of truth.
If the vice of avarice commands your idolatrous worship,
call to mind the generosity of the Virgin
and with a love of poverty there will come to you
the goodness of openhandedness.
In every peril
the goodness of the Virgin comes to succour
and power to succour it is.
Novena to the Blessed Virgin Mary of Mount Carmel, Day Five
If Today You Hear Her Voice, Harden Not Your Hearts
The Most Holy Name of Mary
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+Dear Father,
Perhaps you will not see this for a while, but I thought you would enjoy this quotation from Blessed Marmion today (Mothers’ Day): “The heart of a mother with her unwearying tenderness, the constancy of her sollicitude, the inexhaustible delicacy of her affection is a truly divine creation, although God has placed in her only a spark of His love for us.”
I FINALLY found this icon on Mother’s Day, and I’ve been looking everywhere ever since I fell in love with it.
Funny thing…the wall where it now hangs seems to have been tailor-made for this image, and she literally seems to fill the entire house. It’s like there’s a direct window to Heaven ever since I hung it up.
And I can’t stop looking at it. I can’t stop seeing more and more every time.
This has to be one of the holiest images of Our Lady ever written.
Dear Father Kirby:
I want to write you to tell you that the chance meeting I had with you on the plane from Rome to New York has been a lasting memory.
I had my Latin MASS In The Time of War rehearsed by the Gregg Smith Singers. I have a recording.
I have been writing beautiful music and would like to share it with you on http://www.myspace.com/frankrusso3.
Frank Russo
Growing anxious until you return.