Ah, how come last Saturday seems like yesterday – time does fly. Somewhere, this past week, in the middle of Algebra, Biology and George Orwell’s 1984, I looked up and said: “nuts, I was supposed to post something today.” O well! St. Peter’s words: “with the Lord one day is like a thousand years and a thousand years like one day,” is a very comforting thought. I guess my blog post, due yesterday isn’t really due for another 483 years, right?
On this Third Saturday of Lent, let us, using the words of the Stabat Mater Dolorosa, continue to contemplate the sorrowful face of our Blessed Mother.
“O sweet mother! font of love,
touch my spirit from above,
make my heart with yours accord.”
“Make me feel as you have felt;
make my soul to glow and melt,
with the love of Christ, my Lord.”
– Stabat Mater Dolorosa Stanzas 9 & 10
No human being, who has ever lived, has had their spirit as close to Jesus as that of the Heart of His Mother. During her Divine Maternity, Jesus’ heart beat within her very body. Throughout Mary’s sinless life, her heart beat to the rhythm of the will of God. In the first stanza we ask the Blessed Mother to: “make our heart with hers accord.” We ask her to “touch our spirit from above” and make it resemble her own Immaculate Heart, which beats only with love for God.
This second stanza is the one that really hits home. After watching the Wisconsin Winter’s snow slowly dissipate, I gained a new respect for the difficulty of making our own souls melt. Yes, our souls, when cold, without the love of Christ, are like the stubborn ice and snow. Frozen and alone, we turn our backs on our Lord and show no pity, compassion, nor mercy to our fellow brothers and sisters in Christ. It is only when we come back to the heat and warmth of the Great Flame of Love, which is God, are we finally able shake the icicles from our souls.