Although today will be remembered by me as the day that the one who once carried me within her dies, is there not one thing I can be sure: The Lord will never leave me without his grace, nor the fruit that grace produces because of her death❓
Since there is not yet a Saturday morning Mass at St. Mary’s Cathedral , I made my way to St. Martin de Porres where Msgr. Rex chose to celebrate the optional memorial of St. Maria Goretti; accordingly, given that my Mom had passed away just a few hours before, wasn’t it grace that the First Reading told me, “God raised the Lord and will also raise us by his power”;…
…moreover, if that wasn’t grace enough, the psalm response had me reciting, “Into your hands, O Lord, I commend my spirit“;…
…then, “Alleluia”, grace upon grace, because I am reminded that, “Blessed is my mom, who persevered in temptation,
for when she has been proved she will receive the crown of life“;…
…therefore, with all this grace should I not pray, “Praise be to you, my Lord, through my, Mother, who like a grain of wheat, falls to the ground, dies, and produces much fruit that sustains and governs me ❓
