in the silence of her heart

“But Mary kept all these things and pondered them in her heart.”

Luke 2:19

I have loved that scripture for years.

I love that, after the eager shepherds left to spread the
word that the newborn Savior was finally here, Mary was quiet; that she was still.

I especially love how even at the foot of the Cross, no doubt agonizing over the brutality that her son endured, Mary was yet again quiet; she remained still.

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sacramental life

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Do you not know that your bodies are members of Christ?

1 Corinthians 6:15

“Christ used the flesh and blood of Mary for his life on earth, the Word of love was uttered in her heartbeat. Christ used his own body to utter his love on earth; his perfectly real body, with bone and sinew and blood and tears; Christ uses our bodies to express his love on earth, our humanity.

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A Christian life is a sacramental life, it is not a life lived only in the mind, only by the soul; through the bodies of men and women Christ toils and endures and rejoices and loves and dies; in them he is increased, set free, imprisoned, restrained.

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pondering heart

A special baby shower theme.

I know I may have begun the Lenten Season with a low-grade sense of dis-courage-ment but, by God’s grace, I have entered the Easter Season with a felt joy in the experience of Jesus alive, and a new courage as he says to me, “I am with you always” (Matthew 28:20).

St. Ignatius invites those who have made decisions to follow Christ to experience the grace of Christ’s resurrection. We have considered the consequences of being faithful to being his companions. We have heard him telling the early companions that the world will hate them as it hates him.

We have been invited to be in the world but not of it.

He has prayed that we not be taken from the world but be a blessing within and about the world.

And He has given us His mother as the most beautiful reminder of how to courageously achieve this.

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