My Mother, too

My mother tooHe made you beMy mother tooI ask of theeI ask for guidanceI beg and pleadI ask in silenceMy every need My mother tooHe made you beMy mother tooI come to theeAmidst my tearsTo thee I bringAll my fearsIn everything My mother tooHe made you beMy mother tooYou care for meMy joy and sorrowYou […]

The Son’s Flower

Child Jesus

I want to be a flower,But not just any kindI want to be a faithful one,The Son it goes to find. I want to follow HimThrough the night and day;For HIm I want to riseAnd serve in every way. I want to be a flower;I want to serve Him true.I want to follow HimIn everything […]

The Parents of God

Is there anyone who understandsWhat it is to hold God in your hands?And who on earth can knowWhat it is to watch God grow?Only the Blessed Virgin,and Joseph her most chaste spouse! What a lively faith it takesTo know this Child, the Author of Grace.And to remember the reverence dueTo this Boy who is obedient […]

I Crowned a King

By F. Geckle I grew upon a rocky hillDespised by all who passed me byTheir loathing causes me no stingFor I once crowned a King My branches, cursed upon this earthTo sinful man as thorny fruitOf his daily sweat and toiling To one day crown a King. He made me, lowly creature, knowing thatMy thorns, […]

Abyss of Grief

By C. Crochet How silent and how sad,That moment of grief,When the Virgin most pure and sweetHeld the disfigured body of her Son.Those pierced hands, those wounded feet.O, abyss of grief! At the cross she made a prayerThat she would die and He be spared.Alas, He did not hear her prayer,So now He’s dead and […]

The Holy Face

Ecce Homo

By Julia Lehnen One Friday morning I went out to gather water from the well,When to my ears came the shouts of soldiers and of yells.The sound of whips against a man were carried down the street,And in the sand were footsteps from a set of very bloody feet. I followed the noise of angry […]

Fifteen Minutes of Heaven

By a Student of Mater Dei Academy. Fifteen minutes of heaven are given to me each day.A sweet quarter of an hour when the whole world fades away.It is those few sublime moments that I love the best,When I hold the God of heaven, within my poor breast.I Sacrament most holy, O Sacrament Divine!All on […]