Oh sweet Mother Mary,
Your heart is like a tomb…
For your Love, your Life has been crucified!
Death –His Death on the Cross –seems to
consume all space and time.
The Spirit making you one –Who enfleshed
within your womb
–gave human life to the very Word of God –
seems to be buried in the tomb of silence
this long day.
Cold body –frozen in death.
All life poured out by the lance in His
side.
Emptiness –numbness –silence
What would you give, dear Mother –your very
life and heart –to hear His breath on Calvary once more?…
Altar and victim consumed in the flames of
love
–and all that is left on earth is the ashen
flesh of your heart awaiting….
Yes, waiting alone –enduring deeper than
even Golgotha’s pain
–where union with your Son gave beat to your
bleeding heart…
Waiting alone speaks … lives… hopes…
Mary, let me wait with you –for nothing but
the life of your Son
…could give breath to my suffocating prayer
this day…
Mary, let me wait in you
-in hope –without His fire
-in faith –without His light
-in love –without the warmth of His presence
Only in you –from whom His flesh came forth
–can I find a seed of meaning for existing
today…
Heaven seemed to die this day…
For Jesus –our only path to the Father –has
died! Has died!
And left only the silent, still, empty,
dark, cold Heart pierced by our sin
–locked in a tomb –and guarded from our
kisses by suspicion….
Oh never would that Eucharistic gift mean
more than on this day –when Love and Life is buried away in a tomb in wait…
Oh
Love –locked in the tabernacle of the Father’s will in wait… hear and answer my
longing heart for Your return in glory!!
The only memory of His goodness is His death
–death on the Cross
Which spoke final words of forgiveness and
ultimate surrender.
Oh Mary, pray with me, in me, for me… teach
me the art of waiting in hope this day.
For my breath expired yesterday at 3:00 and
my heart has no tears left to weep…
My prayer is numb, empty silence.
Silence –holding hope –make my heart reflect
your Own, dear Mother
-for you remember the Father’s promise
–speak to my darkened memory –prepare and cleanse me for the gift of His
redeeming Love resurrected tomorrow.
What a long, crushing night this Holy
Saturday weighs –heavy in my soul!…
Yes, tomorrow –the Easter shadows peeking
through the wilted flowers on Calvary –soaked by His blood –will overcome the
darkness, the silence of this empty day of death.
But
how shall I endure the silent wait today?
Sweet Mary, pray for me… teach me to wait in
silence full of hope.
Holy Saturday –a day without light –a life
without breath –a prayer empty of meaning as the soul of my Beloved has gone
from earth!
Three days in a tomb –three hours on a cross
–one suffering between the Mother’s Heart and Yours –sweet Jesus –to whence
have you gone?
Heaven speaks not of your resurrection yet
on this day following death –and yet earth sees your breath no more….
“Pray and wait… hope and believe… and love
in the silence enduring…”
Those were Your instructions for this
heaviest of days lived in union with Your Mother’s lonely, abandoned heart of
fiat.
Today I have no blood to offer prayer –no
pain, for stillness consumes all.
Beat, my heart! Believe, my hope! Beat on in
hope, my faith! Love enduring unto –and through this night of awful death.
Mary, hold me and let not my heart’s life
stop beating…
His Love enflames my love and yet it seems
to have died.
From the grave He speaks in the echo of
Psalms:
“I waited, waited for the Lord;
who bent down and heard My cry.
Drew Me out of the pit of destruction
Out of the mud of (man’s sin) –of the swamp
Set my feet upon rock, steadied my (newly
born, resurrected) steps.
And put a new song in My mouth
A hymn to our God
Many shall look on in awe
And they shall trust in the Lord.”
My heart trembles as it waits for the
earthquake of tomorrow morning’s resurrection song!
Holy Spirit –hide no more –come and pray
within me in my wait with the Mother.
-We put our hope in You…
Sweet Jesus, locked in the Garden –please
rise and call my name!
“Fiat! Fiat! Fiat!” –somehow my heart beats
tucked between the Mother’s and Yours…
Father, have mercy on your child today and
answer my prayer…
Amen.
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