No stranger to the ravages of war, of famine, and of sickness

Image of Mother Mectilde courtesy of the Benedictines of Perpetual Adoration of Warsaw, Poland
Image of Mother Mectilde courtesy of the Benedictines of Perpetual Adoration of Warsaw, Poland

I have, over the past several years, written a number of prayers to various saints in the form of a “supplica” or plea of supplication. Although Mother Mectilde of the Holy Sacrament (Catherine Mectilde de Bar, 1614–1698) is not yet beatified by the Church, her reputation for extraordinary holiness is well established and not a few souls can bear witness to the efficacy of her prayers. It occurred to me that, during this Jubilee Year commemorating the 400th anniversary Mother Mectilde’s  birth, English–speaking people might want to have recourse to her in their needs and, specifically, might want to ask for graces of healing through her intercession. This prayer, then, is my humble contribution to the growing movement in favour of her beatification.

Mectilde of the Holy Sacrament,
humble daughter of Saint Benedict
and spiritual mother of countless souls,
incline a kindly ear to this our supplication,
and take pity on our distress.

Thou art no stranger to the ravages of war, of famine, and of sickness;
thou knowest well the anxiety of the homeless,
the wanderings of the exile,
and the sorrows of the broken–hearted.

Thou who didst so love Our Lord Jesus Christ,
hidden and silent in the adorable Sacrament of the Altar,
and the Blessed Virgin Mary, His Mother,
co–victim with Him in His sacrifice,
come now to teach us thy way of abandonment
to the mysterious designs of God.

Thou who wast docile to the guidance of the Holy Ghost
in tribulation’s darkest hours,
and wast comforted by the gift of fortitude in times of desolation,
teach us to heed the Divine Advocate’s most gentle voice,
and to welcome the outpouring of His gifts.

To thee, Mother Mectilde, God gave a heart to adore and to make reparation;
school us, then, in adoration in spirit and in truth,
such as the Father desireth,
and in prayer without ceasing.

Thou hast become a mother to generations of souls
who, following thy example and enriched by thy teaching,
have offered themselves freely as victims to the God of love,
in imitation of the spotless victim Christ
who never having known sin,
took sin upon Himself for our sakes,
so that in Him we might be turned into the holiness of God.

Give us now, the blessed assurance,
that our tears are precious in the sight of the Lord
and that our light and momentary afflictions
will bring with them a reward multiplied in every way,
and an eternal weight of glory.

Allow us, through thy intercession,
to experience the wondrous reality that is the Communion of the Saints.
Thou who didst shew compassion for every human misery,
come close to us now;
let us experience thy solicitude and thy tender care.

Mother Mectilde, we ask thee boldly
to intercede for the physical emotional, and spiritual healing of N.
for whom we pray now with urgency and with confidence.
Let this healing redound to the glory of God;
let it turn many souls to the radiant countenance of Jesus Christ
hidden for us under the appearance of the Sacred Host,
and to His Face disfigured and sorrowful
in the poor, the sick, and the dying.

Finally, through thy prayers,
may it be given us to experience the maternal Heart of the Immaculate Virgin Mary,
your heavenly Abbess and our Queen,
and to find close to her
an inexhaustible spring of pity and of hope,
of purity and of joy. Amen.