December 23, 2011

My Journey to God

Mary

In the midst of prayer,
Devoid of words—
How painfully bereft is speech to a soul!—
I laid myself bare
In aching repetition,
Pleading!

O, merciful Mother,
Hear my cry!
The Lord is with Thee!
Bravest are You and most
Blessed among women.
From Your womb
Descended the Divine.
Wondrous Lady,
Heavenly Queen,
You gave birth to Our Lord
On a bed meant for livestock and
Suffered All—
Your Life’s Love and Devotion
Nailed to a cross
To save the soul of
Every other woman’s child.

You gave All and All and All and All,
And still the whole world cries to You,
Our most Gracious and Loving Advocate,
Asking that you continue
To lead us
Unto the Fruit of Your Womb—
Jesus!

Stripped of any words of my own,
Sincerity flowed from the
Nothingness of repetition
Until His voice echoed over my plea,
“Child, what more do you seek?”

If truly, what? Then strength!

Holy Mary,
Mother of God,
Pray for us!

By Angela Roesler

(Angela Roesler is a member of St. Christopher Parish in Indianapolis. She works for the Sisters of St. Francis at the Oldenburg Franciscan Center in Oldenburg.) †

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