So moved was I by the sermon at the solemn Mass I attended this evening for the feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe that I had to write about it before heading off to bed.
The sinless and perfectly beautiful Mother of God so loves th sinful race of man, to whom, from Calvary., she is also mother, that she comes again and again in marvelous ways to help, protect, guide, and warn us.
How could anyone, knowing this and believing this, express such open contempt for her as does th current crop in Rome is beyond my comprehension. But perhaps I’ve answered my own question question. Perhaps they (as Ann Barnhardt says) “just don’t believe any of that Catholic stuff”. She doesn’t use the word “stuff”.
It reminds me of a teenager who asks his mom to drop them off at the mall so we can hang out with his friends, but ask her to pull up to a side entrance so he doesn’t have to be seen with her because she’s just not that cool in his eyes.
Only a psychopath, narcissist, evil piece of trash would treat his mother like that. And believe me, she IS your mother whether you accept it or not.
When I think of the Blessed Mother, I think of and give thanks for the beauty of true womanhood that I see each day in my own mother, my wonderful wife,, her mother, and more and more my young daughter. I would no more be ashamed of Mary than I would of these fine ladis. In fact, my dad taught me by his example to place them on a pedestal, to seek there assistance, and to cherish them and protect them.
O Blessed Mother, co-Redemptrix and Mediatrix of all Grace, pray for us!
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