The Fifth Dolor: The Crucifixion

                                        Mother!

In a garden Mary stood when Springtime’s radiant beauty
Wrapped the world in sunlight and filled her heart with joy.
Down the garden-path there ran a slender little Figure
Bringing her a gift of love – He, her God, her Boy!
Mary opened wide her arms to take her sheaf of lilies:
“Mother!” called her little Son, and never had she heard
In the angel’s message, in brooklet, or in bird-song,
Music half so lovely as that one tender word.

On a hill-top Mary stood one sadder, later Springtime.
All the earth was wrapped in gloom beneath that
blood-stained Cross;
Memories thronged about her, memories of His Childhood,
Adding to her loneliness, her pain, her sense of loss.
Mary opened wide her arms but His were nailed securely
“Mother!” breathed her dying Son, and never had she heard
In her sword-pierced heart that knew the very depths of sorrow
Anything approaching the pathos of that word.

“Mother! Mother Mary!” a million hearts are calling,
“Open wide again those arms, and in their warm embrace,
Take the children Jesus gave you on that darkened hill-top
When He named you Mother of the sin-stained human race.”

Sr. Maryanna. Robert, Cyril. Our Lady’s Praise in Poetry. Poughkeepsie, New York: Marist Press, 1944. From the Mary Pages, University of Dayton.

For Reflection:              Today’s poem gives one person’s reflections on what Mary could have been thinking and feeling as she watched her Son die. What aspect of this poem helps you to enter most deeply into Mary’s fifth dolor? Why do you think it touches you so.  Prayerfully read St. John’s account of the Crucifixion and Death of Jesus (19:16-30). Stand beneath the cross with Our Lady. What are you thinking and experiencing in that moment? How do you show solidarity with Our Lady? She with you? What suffering of your own life do you seek to unite to hers?

Sr. Keehan Still Supports HHS Mandate!

A February 15 publication of the Catholic Health Association’s Catholic World Health carried an article from Sr. Carol Keehan expressing profound disappointment upon learning that the definition of a religious employer was not broadened to include her hospitals.

Unfortunately, we have learned that this letter was written prior to the announcement of President Obama’s “accommodation.” Apparently,  the print version of the CHA publication “didn’t get the memo” that Sr. Keehan had changed her mind and was now backing the mandate.

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Sr. Keehan No Longer Supports HHS Mandate “Accommodation”

Sister Carol Keehan, the infamous head of the Catholic Health Association who came out in support of the president’s HHS mandate “accommodation” has apparently read the fine print and realized Catholic hospitals gained nothing in the “compromise” and is now expressing her “profound  disappointment” with it.

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Poem of Woman

“A woman is a kind of poem about love, peace, and compassion. These gifts enable her to know, love, and serve God in a generous way, with perseverance and affection.
                                                            Mother Angelica, P.C.P.A.

For Reflection:              “Poetry is a literary genre that appeals to the imagination. It evokes emotion and sentiment, artfully draws connections and relationships, and leads toward a raising of the heart and mind to greater things.  Some of the features of poetry are rhythm, grace, fluidity, musicality, form, and imagery.  Consider Mother Angelica’s comparison of woman as a poem.  Why is this an apt metaphor? Consider the qualities Mother says the “poem of woman” embodies. What do they enable her to do? If these are true of woman, they are true to the superlative degree of Mary, the Perfect Woman. How do you think Mary was a poem at the moment the fourth dolor penetrated her heart?