The time of this Novena has been an especially painful one for me as I have watched in increasing perplexity the unfolding drama of the “regularization” dialogue with apostate Rome. Our Heavenly Father, in His wisdom, in place of a brilliant mind, gave me instead a heart filled with love for Him. With my limitations, this situation presents itself to me in very simple, clear terms:
Does Pope Francis, in any way, show us his love of, reverence for, Our Lord Jesus Christ and the Church he founded? Does he show us, teach us his flock, love for, reverence for, Our Lord’s Mother, the Blessed Virgin Mary?
If Pope Francis does not, then he is no friend, no follower of Jesus Christ, our Savior and the true Head of the One True Church founded by Him. If therefore, Pope Francis is no friend of Our Lord Jesus Christ, why is Bishop Fellay associating himself with him? We are not to associate ourselves with those who betray Christ, are we?
In my pain, I tend to forget, and so I remind myself, and you too, that when we have prayed so profoundly to Our Most Blessed Mother, we must then let go of our burden and trust in her love for us, her children. For it would be an insult to her to continue to be in anguish once we have entrusted our cares to her. And so, let us end our Novena of the Annunciation with this meditative poem celebrating the grandeur of the Word made flesh, that dwells among us and comes to us daily through the consecrated hands of our beloved priests.
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Today, the eve of the Feast of the Annunciation, we conclude our Novena. And again we offer the popular poem for the Annunciation shared with us by Peregrine, a reader/contributor.
Hail Mary, Temple of the Trinity!
Hail, full of grace, the Lord is with thee,
Art thou astonished at His deference?
Fear not, for thou hast found grace with God.
Thou shalt conceive … and bring forth a Son
Thou shalt call His name Jesus.
How shall it be?
(Mindful of thy chastity)
And yet . . . it is thy purity draws Him down
Captivated by thy pure and humble love
Thy Creator awaits at the door of thy will,
The Holy Ghost shall come upon thee
. . . the most High shall overshadow thee . . .
the Holy born of thee shall be called the Son of God.
His will is clear
. . . moved by His will alone . . .
Behold the handmaid of the Lord
Be it done unto me…
The Architect of earth and heaven
Thus closed Himself in thy pure frame.
At thy “fiat” the Almighty Word
leapt down from heaven
The Sword of Truth wrought death to death,
Obedient, He vanquished disobedient pride.
And the Word was made flesh and dwelt among us,
peregrine, March 25, 2004
Let us hold fast to the truth: we are her children after all!
† Our Lady of Fatima, Queen of the Most Holy Rosary, crush satan’s head and drive him from the Church!
† Immaculate Heart of Mary, Queen of our hearts, Mother of the Church, do thou offer to the Eternal Father the Precious Blood of Our Lord Jesus Christ, for the conversion of poor sinners, especially our Pontiff.
† St. Joseph, protect our families, protect our priests!
† St. Michael the Archangel, defend us in battle!
† Pray the Rosary and confound the devil and those who serve him!
~ posted by evensong with love the Sorrowful and Immaculate Heart of Mary and the Sacred Heart of Jesus Christ, King.
Vouchsafe that I may praise thee, O Sacred Virgin, give me strength against thine enemies!
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