Mary as Mother

Contemplate Jesus lying in His Crib, wrapped in the might of divine peace and redemptive suffering.  Mary, kneeling, enraptured, in ecstasy, watches over the Child, over the Eternal One.  She meditates on another Bethlehem, on quite another Crib, a crib of apparent repose, but of real and perpetual immolation, the Altar!

Looking ahead through the centuries to come, the loving Queen, the sorrowing Virgin contemplates this lasting Bethlehem, indestructible through the ages, where this same adorable Child will be born thousands of times upon the Altar.  She sees Him placed, like a mild prisoner, between the walls of a humble and silent Tabernacle.  Glancing down at her sleeping Child, she beholds the same Jesus—her God—humbled even more in each ciborium, than He is in the manger.

The vision of Bethlehem has become reality.  On every altar, Jesus-Host seems to sleep, and Mary continues to guard this Eucharistic crib from which Jesus constantly watches over us.  ~ Fr. Mateo Crawley-Boevey

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Mary, Perfect Adorer

At the Visitation, Mary is called ‘Blessed’ by Elizabeth because of her perfect trust in God.

“Blest is she who trusted.” (Lk 1:46)

Perfect trust is based not on ourselves but on the infinite perfections of God; His infinite mercy, His infinite justice, His infinite goodness, His infinite compassion, His infinite power, His infinite love. As Mary reached out to Elizabeth in her time of need, so now Mary reaches out to us with her Divine Son, Jesus in the Blessed Sacrament.

This is the joy of the Visitation mystery:

“In the tender compassion of our God” – He continues to visit us in the Holy Eucharist that we may come to Him with confidence. As John the Baptist recognized Jesus hidden in the womb of Mary, the first tabernacle of the Lord, so now we recognize Jesus hidden in the Blessed Sacrament, the mystery of our faith. Elizabeth leaped for joy in His presence then, just as we rejoice in His presence now for here Jesus pours out His Spirit upon us in this Sacrament of infinite love.

~ Excerpt from the book “Come to Me”

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