May 6th, 2011
Look, my child, at my heart surrounded with thorns, which ungrateful men continuously nail into me with their blasphemies and sins. You, at least, try to console me and tell everyone that those who go to confession on the first Saturday of the month for five months, receive holy communion, say the rosary and keep me company for a quarter of an hour - these I promise to assist at the time of their death with the necessary graces for their salvation.
The Blessed Virgin Mary at Fatima on August 13, 1917
January 20th, 2011
“Our prayer should include the    Mother of God … What the Hail Mary says is that all glory should be given    to God, using these words: “Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee;    blessed art thou among women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus    Christ. Amen!” You see that these words are not concerned with prayer but    purely with giving praise and honor … We can use the Hail Mary as a    meditation in which we recite what grace God has given her. Second, we should    add a wish that everyone may know and respect her ” (Personal Prayer Book, 1522).
-Martin Luther

“Our prayer should include the Mother of God … What the Hail Mary says is that all glory should be given to God, using these words: “Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee; blessed art thou among women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus Christ. Amen!” You see that these words are not concerned with prayer but purely with giving praise and honor … We can use the Hail Mary as a meditation in which we recite what grace God has given her. Second, we should add a wish that everyone may know and respect her ” (Personal Prayer Book, 1522).

-Martin Luther

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December 31st, 2010

For 2011 I will:

  • take a photo every day and upload them to ShutterCal each week
  • pray the Rosary every day
  • remember that this life is only a pilgrimage to heaven
  • speak to a priest about vocation… and hopefully get to talk to the Archbishop about consecrated virginity
  • take time everyday to do something that I really enjoy, to do something for me
  • be the best person I can be, the person God wants me to be
December 26th, 2010

Let all mortal flesh keep silence,
and with fear and trembling stand;
ponder nothing earthly minded,
for with blessing in his hand
Christ our God to earth descendeth,
our full homage to demand.

King of kings, yet born of Mary,
as of old on earth he stood,
Lord of lords in human vesture,
in the Body and the Blood
he will give to all the faithful
his own self for heavenly food.

Rank on rank the host of heaven
spreads its vanguard on the way,
as the Light of Light descendeth
from the realms of endless day,
that the powers of hell may vanish
as the darkness clears away.

At his feet the six-winged seraph;
cherubim with sleepless eye,
veil their faces to the Presence,
as with ceaseless voice they cry,
“Alleluia, alleluia!
Alleluia, Lord Most High!”

This is one of my most favorite non-Marian hymns! I first learned it with the Sisters where the first two lines were all we sang as part of a joke. :-)

December 24th, 2010

“For today in the city of David there has been born for you a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.” -Luke 2:11  Merry Christmas, everyone! May the Infant King reign in your hearts and bless you abundantly.
O come, let us adore Him.

“For today in the city of David there has been born for you a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.” -Luke 2:11 

Merry Christmas, everyone! May the Infant King reign in your hearts and bless you abundantly.

O come, let us adore Him.

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O Immaculata, what were your thoughts when for the first time you placed the Divine Infant on his bed of straw? What feelings inundated your heart while you wrapped him in swaddling clothes, held him to your heart, and nursed him at your breast?

You knew very well who the Child was, because the prophets had spoken of him, and you understood them better than all the Pharisees and the learned Scripture scholars. The Holy Spirit had given to you infinitely more enlightenment than to all the other souls together. Besides, how many of the mysteries of Jesus were revealed only and exclusively to your immaculate soul by the Divine Spirit that lived and operated in you!

Already, at the moment of the Annunciation, the Most Holy Trinity, through the ministry of an angel, had presented to you, in all its clarity, its plan of redemption, and had awaited your response. At that moment you knew perfectly to whom your consent was being given and whose Mother you were to be!

And there he was before you, in his newborn fragility.

What feelings of humility and love, and of gratitude must have filled your heart… while you marveled at the humility, the love, and gratitude that God incarnate showed you.

I beg you to fill my heart too with your humility, your love, and your gratitude.

St Maximilian Kolbe

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December 23rd, 2010

A gem of light, clarity and conciseness, this article was written originally in Latin by Fr. Maximilian and published in the first issue of his international Latin quarterly for priests MILES IMMACULATAE January 1938 

HOW MANY HAVE WRITTEN of you, O Immaculata, but all of them have humbly confessed they were unable to write anything worthy of you. This conviction alone consoled them, that you yourself would speak to souls with their words, and instruct the humble and chaste more richly than the writers themselves could have understood the things of which they wrote.

Please let me praise you, too, most holy Virgin, even if I know that I, too, who write of you am unworthy, and that no human intellect that comprehends your glory is really sufficient.

You are the Refuge of sinners, the Help of Christians, and Queen of apostles, of martyrs, of confessors, of all the saints and of the angels themselves, the Mother of Christ, the Mother of the Savior, the Mother of the Redeemer, the true Mother of God.

Here the inept human intellect that would grasp the infinity of God and consequently the dignity of the Mother of God is already deficient.

God is love. In the fullness of this life the Father generates the Son; the Spirit however proceeds from the Father and the Son.

But since God also loved the possible images of himself, he chose some of them and gave them real existence. These creatures perfect themselves by the force of reaction as it were, and so tend back to God from whom they proceed.


In fact, even men endowed with free will similarly tend back to God, but to what imperfections are they not subject, and how much do they not quarrel with the Divine Will, with the Godhead?

From eternity God foresaw a creature who would in no way, even in the least matter, ever swerve away from him; who would never waste any grace, or appropriate for herself any of the gifts she would receive from him. The Giver of grace, the Holy Spirit, has dwelt in her soul from the first moment of her existence. He took complete and absolute possession of her, and entered into her to such a degree that the title of Spouse of the Holy Spirit gives us only a remote, feeble, imperfect although true inkling of their relationship.

Nor did he permit the stain of Original Sin to defile her. And she was created as the woman conceived without sin, the Woman Conceived Immaculately.

At Lourdes the Immaculate Holy Virgin responded to Bernadette who was repeatedly asking who she was: “I am the Immaculate Conception.” With these clear words she expressed the fact that she was not only the Woman Immaculately Conceived, but that she is, yes, Immaculate Conception Itself, in the same way as it is one thing to be something white, and another thing to be its whiteness; as it is one thing to be something perfect and another thing to be the perfection of that thing.

In giving his own name God spoke thus to Moses: “I am who am” (Ex. 3: 14). That is, it belongs to my essence that by my nature I always exist of myself: without any principle. The Immaculate Virgin, however, has her origin from God; she is a creature, she is a conception; still, she is the Immaculate Conception.

What a profound mystery lies hidden in these words.

And just as everything in the natural and supernatural order comes down from the Father through the Son and the Spirit into creatures, so similarly all creatures also ascend back to the Father through the Spirit and the Son.

And yet the most perfect of creatures, the Immaculate Virgin is lifted above every creature, and in an unspeakable manner she is divine. For the Son of God descended from the Father through the Spirit and dwelt in her and was incarnate in her and she was made the Mother of God, the Mother of the God-Man, the Mother of Jesus. From that moment every grace coming from the Father through the Incarnate Son Jesus and the Spirit who dwells in the Immaculata - is dispensed through the Immaculata. And every sign of love from creatures is presented in God’s presence only after it has been cleansed of its imperfections through the Immaculata and elevated by Jesus to infinite value and therefore, made worthy of the majesty of our Heavenly Father.

The union between the Holy Spirit and the Immaculate Virgin is so set and sealed that the Holy Spirit, by his entering into the soul of the Immaculata, does not flow into other souls except in her presence. Whence she is the Mediatrix of all graces, whence she has been made also the true Mother of every divine grace. Whence she is the Queen of the Angels and Saints, the Help of Christians and the Refuge of Sinners.

O, how little known the Immaculate Virgin still is! When will the souls of men love the Divine Heart of Jesus with her Heart, and in the presence of His Heart love the Heavenly Father?


“A Spotless Rose is blooming, Sprung from a tender root, Of ancient seers’ foreshowing, Of Jesse promised fruit; Its fairest bud unfolds to light Amid the cold, cold winter, And in the dark midnight. The Rose which I am singing, Whereof Isaiah said, Is from its sweet root springing In Mary, purest Maid; For through our God’s great love and might The Blessed Babe she bare us In a cold, cold winter’s night.”
-Anonymous 14th-century text

“A Spotless Rose is blooming,
Sprung from a tender root,
Of ancient seers’ foreshowing,
Of Jesse promised fruit;
Its fairest bud unfolds to light
Amid the cold, cold winter,
And in the dark midnight.
The Rose which I am singing,
Whereof Isaiah said,
Is from its sweet root springing
In Mary, purest Maid;
For through our God’s great love and might
The Blessed Babe she bare us
In a cold, cold winter’s night.”

-Anonymous 14th-century text

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December 20th, 2010
You have heard, O Virgin, that you will conceive and bear a son; you have heard that it will not be by man but by the Holy Spirit. The angel awaits an answer; it is time for him to return to God who sent him. We too are waiting, O Lady, for your word of compassion; the sentence of condemnation weighs heavily upon us.
The price of our salvation is offered to you. We shall be set free at once if you consent. In the eternal Word of God we all came to be, and behold, we die. In your brief response we are to be remade in order to be recalled to life.
Tearful Adam with his sorrowing family begs this of you, O loving Virgin, in their exile from Paradise. Abraham begs it, David begs it. All the other holy patriarch, your ancestors, ask it of you, as they dwell in the country of the shadow of death. This is what the whole earth waits for, prostrate at your feet. It is right in doing so, for on your word depends comfort for the wretched, ransom for the captive, freedom for the condemned, indeed, salvation for all the sons of Adam, the whole of your race.
Answer quickly, O Virgin. Reply in haste to the angel, or rather through the angel to the Lord. Answer with a word, receive the Word of God. Speak your own word, conceive the divine Word. Breathe a passing word, embrace the eternal Word.
Why do you delay, why are you afraid? Believe, give praise, and receive. Let humility be bold, let modesty be confident. This is no time for virginal simplicity to forget prudence. In this matter alone, O prudent Virgin, do not fear to be presumptuous. Though modest silence is pleasing, dutiful speech is now more necessary. Open your heart to faith, O blessed Virgin, your lips to praise, your womb to your Creator. See, the desired of all nations is at your door, knocking to enter. If He should pass by because of your delay, in sorrow your would begin to seek Him afresh, the One whom your soul loves. Arise, hasten, open. Arise in faith, hasten in devotion, open in praise and thanksgiving. ‘Behold, the handmaid of the Lord,’ she says, ‘be it done to me according to your word.

from a homily in Praise of the Virgin Mother by Saint Bernard, abbot

from the Office of Readings for December 20th

December 19th, 2010

‎”Every mother, when she picks up the young life that has been born to her, looks up to the heavens to thank God for the gift which made the world young again. But here was a mother, a madonna, who did not look up. She looked down to Heaven, for this was Heaven in her arms.” -Archbishop Fulton Sheen

‎”Every mother, when she picks up the young life that has been born to her, looks up to the heavens to thank God for the gift which made the world young again. But here was a mother, a madonna, who did not look up. She looked down to Heaven, for this was Heaven in her arms.” -Archbishop Fulton Sheen

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