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Saturday, June 1, 2013

May 31st
Chapter Twenty-Eight of the Imitation of Mary, by Thomas a Kempis
The Mediation of Mary With God

I am the Mother of mercy to the heart filled with compassion:  I am the mysterious ladder of sinners, I am the hope and pardon of the culpable, I am the consolation of afflicted souls, I am the joy and the fruition of the blessed.   Come to me, all you who love me, come and you will be filled with my consolation.  Come, because I have pity on all those who pray to me:  Come to me!  Come everyone, just and sinners.  I shall also pray to the Eternal Son, my Son, so that He will pardon each of you through the Holy Spirit.  I call to all of you, and I await all of you; I desire to see you all, everyone of you, come to me.  I scorn no sinner, indeed far from that, I rejoice with the angels in heaven over one sinner who is converted and returns.  Thus bears fruit the blood of my sweet Son, offered to God for the salvation of the entire world.

Come to me, come children of men, my mother's heart protects you with God.  I shall myself bear His aroused anger, if it be necessary, and I shall appease Him until you are pardoned.  Change your ways and turn to God!  You have offended His love and His grace, but ask pardon and I shall obtain for you indulgence and peace.  I have been chosen by God Himself to be mediatrix for you, between heaven and you, between the world and God.

O word filled with grace and sweetness!  O kind word heard from heaven itself, word that consoles, word that comforts; word that delights the sinner and the just, voice of the mother, voice that resounds in the heart as a gentle harmony in heaven.

I confide myself and my cause to your tenderness, O Mother, now, in the future, and at every moment.  From the day you spoke to me, an orphan, I have been transformed into a new man, and I have felt in  my soul new strength.  I was weighted down, without hope or life:  at your call, O my Mother, I felt that a new courage, and a new joy were coming to lift me up.

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