My Poetry

January 15, 2012

Sorrowful Mother



When we offend our Lord, when we pierce His Sacred Heart, we also hurt you, Mary. You are offended by what offends God. Mary, I see the immense pain on your face as you look upon your Son. You see His face, His beaten, bruised body; the physical proof of His sacrifice. How much pain it must cause you when we pierce His Heart with our many sins. O Mary, how terrible it must be for you to see your Beloved Son suffer so. Pray for us, Our Mother! 

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