Monday December 12, 2016 Momma Church

And she cried out with a loud voice and said, “Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb! And how has it happened to me, that the mother of my Lord would come to me? Luke 1 42-43

Elizabeth was not the only one who Mary visited and changed forever.  Today the Catholic Church celebrates “Our Lady of Guadeloupe” when as Mother Mary, she visited Juan Diego, a poor Aztec Indian on a hill outside Mexico City in 1531.  I know that he asked himself the same question, How does it happen that the mother of my Lord would come to me?  She asked this inconsequential man to build her a chapel on that very hill.  He of course did not have the resources to do this.  When he went to the priest and finally the Bishop they turned him down.  Mary asked him to try again and placed roses in his cloak in the dead of winter to prove that it was indeed she who was asking.  When Juan spilled out the roses on the floor, his tilma was left with a beautiful painting of her in prayer.


The chapel was of course built and within seven years, eight million native people converted to Catholicism.  What an amazing testament to the power of a visit by Mary.

Mary has come to visit children in Fatima and has been the source of many more miracles.  Her power to intercede for the powerless is legendary and started at Cana when the wedding festivities would have been cut short because they ran out of wine.  She asked Jesus to fix it and He did.  Mary is the Mother of the Americas.  Pope John Paul ll called her the Heart of America.  Wouldn’t it be lovely if she really was the heart of our continent and led our entire hemisphere?  When we share a mother that means we are truly brothers and sisters!

Great festivals are happening today.  Wonderful remembrances of when a simple man was visited by the Mother of God.  I ask you, Mary, come to visit me and live in my heart.  Help me be quietly obedient to your suggestions to do the will of your Son.  In humble supplication I call to you, Mary my Mother, give me the same spirit of acceptance and love that YOU had when the angel asked you whether you would be the mother of Christ. 

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