{Personal Thoughts / Reflections on the Birth of our Mother, Mary, written late in the evening, whilst enjoying a recording of a soft piano, playing Chopin’s Nocturnes}
1….The Birth of Mary
Greetings, Hail, Mary.
Now that the evening shadows have lengthened their fingers and erased the last pink rays of the sun, to such an extent, that the sky is now alight with the twinkling of silver stars against the dark blue of the firmament. They are playing a silent nocturne of silver light and love. They have created an atmosphere for meditating on the wonders of the Creator.
“O Lord, our Lord, how majestic is your name in the whole earth! When I look at the heavens, which You have created, the work of your fingers; the stars , the moon, all you have created. O Lord, our Lord, how majestic is Your name.” (Ps.4)
The village hamlets are all going to sleep, window by window. The mothers are giving their beloved ones the last, long, good-night kiss to lull them to sleep, whilst praying to their Guardian Angels to watch over them in the coming night.
Who knows, Mary, how many times, your dear mother, Anna, looked at your beloved father, and softly whispered:
“Joachim, dear, come and look, how sweet our baby daughter Mary is. Blessed be God, just look at her, what a bundle of joy. How grateful we are to God for such a great gift. Blessed be God.”
How right was your dear mother, Mary; for God has created You just for Him. You, Mary, are the masterpiece of His whole creation.
God created the ‘rose’, the beautiful scented flower, a symbol of love, God created the ‘lily’ dressed in white, immaculately chaste, God created the corn of wheat, dancing in the wind with a golden joy, God created the pure, spring water, playing hide and seek among the rocks, God created the majestic mountains, awesome to look at, covered in snow, God created the tender love between the mother and her child, God created music through man, to relax the mind, to strengthen the hearts. God created all that is beautiful to behold, God created all that is good in His sight, God created all that is chaste, without blemish, God created all that is blessed, God created all that is full of His love.
God paused. HE looked at all that He had created. HE looked at all that was beautiful, all that was good, all that was chaste, all that was blessed, all that was full of love……
…and God said:
“From all this beauty and love, now I create you, Mary, and you will be adorned with grace, you will be full of grace, and you will be mine, my beloved Mother.”
……and, Mary …. You were born, Full of grace, Blessed amongst women, Immaculate and chaste, You are all beautiful, O Mary, cradle of Love, Mother of Your Creator, All nations call you blessed.
Yes, Mary, your dear mother, Anna was so right, that evening, long ago, now lost in time, when with your father she stood, watching over You in a cradle, asleep, a bundle of joy, and she thanked God, for you were a great gift to them. God bless them.
I, too thank God, and praise You, Mother dear, for “You are all beautiful, and good, You’re clothed with the sun.”
Thank You, Mary, for accepting me as your child. Hasten the day, when I shall meet You, face to face, Mother Dear.
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