Mother Divine

Mother. I have not dared to come to you since that blessed day. I am afraid I might not see you again. And if I do see you, how can I leave you. So I live with the memory of your magnificent transformation. How your face and body changed as you stood before my startled eyes. Maybe some day I can find words to describe that which transcends words. I do not believe in physical apparitions. Such a thing cannot be. So what happened to me on that fateful day. Were you teaching me something about the powers invisible to the mortal eye. Of a Realm a man may witness only momentarily. And only through the anguish of true Prayer. Your son said "I do not receive honor from men" (John 5:41). With all respect Mother, I paraphrase, I do not Seek honor from men. I have nothing to prove. Why did you bless me with your glory. Since that day I have not been the same. I yearn to see you again. Days and Nights mean nothing anymore. All I want is to behold your sacred countenance a...

"For if what is passing away was glorious, what remains is much more glorious."(II Cor 3:11). Mother ! Yesterday you called me a "Hypocrite". Again. And today you give me this cryptic message ! I leave Corinthians and the author of the epistle. Instead I turn to you as my fountain of Wisdom. For who can know more than a woman and a mother. So I ask you, what is this glory you speak about ? What remains is more glorious than that which IS passing away. "IS" ? Is the glory still passing away ? How is that which remains more glorious ? Did not that which was Most Glorious return whence It emanated ?

Blessed Mother, Ever so caring Forever loving Before you I am nothing I ask for nothing You know everything, mother. Grant bountifully as you always do To your children Great and small. I do the only thing I can do. I say, Thank you for everything. Even your punishments Have the sweetness of a mother's admonitions. Thank you, mother of mankind. Glorious And sweet.