Holy Saturday

On Holy Saturday we pause and reflect as we wait at the Lord's tomb for his resurrection. As I prayed on this cloudy, rainy, dreary day I found comfort in this poem by Carlyy Houselander. I share it with you for your reflection.

Holy Saturday

Mary, Mother of God,
receiving the dead body of Jesus Christ your Son
taken down from his cross and laid in your arms,
receive us,
to whom He had given His life,
and lay us with Him
and in Him
upon your sinless heart.

We are sinners, but save us from despondency
and despair.
Save us from morbidity which kills the soul,
Save us from dewlling on the past.
Take our heads into your hands and turn them gently to look upon the light of God.
Let us feel the warmth and radiance of that healing sun,
although we are still too weak to bear the balze of its glory.

By the dead by of Christ laid in your arms, save us from the death of sin.
Ask our Heavenly Father, whose will is your will, to restore us to life, to Christ's life in our souls,
so that in each one of us you may see your only child, the Child Jesus, and given us the heaven
of your tender love.

By the passion and death of your only Son, give us His Life.
Make us new, give us the trust of children, give us the childhood of Christ.
Grant to us, Virgin Mother, a new heaven and a new earth, because we see with His eyes,
hear with His ears, work with His hand, walk on His feet, trust with His trust in His Heavenly
Father, and love with His heart.

Peace,
Sr. Pat