A Mary Moment Monday post
The month of the rosary, that is.
Here at the end of this month in honor of the rosary, I find that my best intentions are left dangling.
Yeah, I’ve said my daily rosary, which is a big something, but have I fostered better devotion to it? Have I stretched and grown and given it my best?
But rather than give up, I think I should probably look to Mary herself as an example. Do you think, given the news of Jesus’ birth, that she had a moment of wondering just HOW that would work? Maybe she didn’t. I don’t want to flirt with making Mary less than she is by comparing her to me, you know? If it was me, I know that while saying Yes might have been easy — even exciting — about ten minutes later, I would have started planning, trying to control things.
These months in honor of special things — and, for that matter, liturgical seasons like Advent and Lent — seem to have the same effect on me. I say Yes at the beginning, jumping up and down while I shout and sing and, in general, act a lot like my five-year-old.
This is the kind of enthusiasm that either endears me to people around me or annoys them to no end.
After that display, though, and after about two weeks of trying and perhaps succeeding a little, I will often hit a brick wall.
Sometimes, it’s the brick wall of Trying to Do Too Much. Sometimes, it’s the brick wall of Not Quite Succeeding. Sometimes, it’s the brick wall of Sick of Doing This.
Other times, it’s a brick wall combining all those and more.
In case you struggle with the rosary and find yourself glad this month is almost over so we’ll quit hounding you about it, let me send some encouragement your way.
It’s not easy to pray the rosary. I can’t help but think that there’s a reason for that. It’s not going to just happen in your life, magically and all by itself. Again, I have to wonder if there’s some logic behind that truth.
But, when you pray it, you hold Mary’s hand in a special way. When you try, you draw a picture for her — and for her Son — of your love. When you give that gift of your effort, you touch, for a moment, the heaven that is her lap, her comfort, her gentle embrace.
You might not feel a thing. You might not have 20 minutes. You might have a list of excuses even longer than mine.
Whether it’s the month of the rosary or some other month, won’t you give it a try? Will you join me in closing your eyes and making the leap, trying to do a little better — just one decade, just one Hail Mary, just one small step on the journey to praying the rosary?
The 15 promises of the Blessed Mother to those who say the Rosary:
I call your attention to #6, 7 and 8:
“6.Whoever recites my Rosary devoutly reflecting on the mysteries,
shall never be overwhelmed by misfortune. He will not experience the
anger of God nor will he perish by an unprovided death. The sinner will
be converted; the just will persevere in grace and merit eternal life.
7.Those truly devoted to my Rosary shall not die without the sacraments of the Church.
8. Those who are faithful to recite my Rosary shall have during
their life and at their death the light of God and the plenitude of His
graces and will share in the merits of the blessed.”
My mother faithfully recited the Rosary all her life, until Parkinson’s made it difficult for her. Even then, she listened to it on Catholic TV. She died very, very peacefully and beautifully in February – three gentle breaths. She never developed the so-called “death rattle”. She received the sacraments of the Church and the Apostolic Pardon, which reads, “Through the holy mysteries of our redemption, may almighty God release you from all punishments in this life and in the life to come. May he open to you the gates of paradise and welcome you to everlasting joy.”
I, too, was not a good rosary pray-er. Guess what? I am now.
God bless you Sarah. Don’t give up. It’s worth the effort.
Thanks, Liz! God bless you! 🙂