Here in this place a veil is drawn, there is so much we don’t see when our eyes are open, but what about when they are closed?
Oh my Lord, I pray that when I close my eyes the darkness surrounding me is the protective darkness of the hem of our Blessed Mother’s mantle.
For here, hidden in the hem of her mantle, Mary’s feet will crush the head of any serpent that ensnares me, Mary’s words and teachings will soak into my ears, my heart, my soul, and knowing that Mary remains lovingly and faithfully near her Son always, I too will be near her sweet and precious Son, our Savior – Jesus Christ!
Close your eyes and let us crawl to the feet of our Blessed Mother and hide in the protective darkness of her mantle!
Blessed is she who has believed that the Lord would fulfill his promises to her!
Last weekend I headed out to an overgrown portion of our yard with a saw in hand and planned to trim a few low hanging branches and cut down a few weeds that were becoming full grown trees. As I started pushing branches out of the way and worked my way back to the fence I came across some dead branches/vines covered in 1-1.5 inch thorns. I quickly recruited my sweet husband to spend the next 30 min braving the thorns while digging out this plant. Unfortunately we did suffer a few pricks during the process and they really hurt!
The thorns and the pricks made me think of Jesus. It reminded me of His crown of thorns and I tried to imagine these thorns pressing into my head… I couldn’t.
Thinking of this made me wonder why we have elevate the rose to such a high symbol of love when it too is covered in these merciless thorns which pressed into the vulnerable and precious head of our Savior and Lord.
Could it be that the young men of the past longed to present their dear ones with not only a beautiful, soft, sweet smelling flower, but also a flower that required them to brave the thorns before it could be obtained in order to deepen the love they were showing their sweetheart through the gift of the rose?
The soldiers could have mocked Jesus with a crown of twigs, but God placed a bush with thorns nearby to allow Jesus to show us yet another level, an even deeper level of His piercing love for us through His crown of thorns.
Jesus thank You for Your deep love that I don’t understand and cannot fathom. You call to me, You wake me from my sleep and You long to be with me regardless of my disregard. Please inspire me to long for You as You long for me, my Love.
When I was young I played tennis and I had a coach who once told me to be confident. He said to hold my head high and walk a little slower when changing sides between games. I always remembered this and since that conversation I have tried to do hold my head high, walk slow and have confidence in myself.
As I was running today I was thinking about how nice it is to hold your head high. It gives you such a different perspective and view as you walk or run through life.
When you look down most of the time you see more of the man-made things, shoes, pants, streets, side walks, cars, tires. When you hold your head high you can see more of what God has made, the eyes of others, flowers, birds, trees and even the sky in your peripheral vision.
I want to keep holding my head high, but I am going to try to change the reasoning behind it. I don’t want to hold my head high anymore in confidence, pride, or superiority.
I want to hold my head high so that I can keep God in sight!
Jesus, thank you for the beautiful and natural things that fill our world and surround even our man-made things with your beauty. Please help us to always keep You in our sight!