Oh, sweet mother of the blessed one,
how far a path of darkness you trod,
pierced first by daggers of bitter prophecy,
pierced second by most-terrible loss.
You found him there, your son,
declaring independence from earthly things.
You saw him once, fallen and bruised,
and offered a mother’s hands.
His small boyish frame, you could not imagine,
yet he flourished like the yearling lamb.
Oh most severe was death’s dim shadow
when your little boy leaned against the cedar,
when he took up his hammer at dawn.
How you knew he was a priest,
unlike those who slaughtered beasts.
No, your boy, once grown,
would offer himself, the lamb,
clothed in scarlet vestments,
wearing the miter of thorns.
And you, kindly ewe,
will offer the incense of bitter tears.
you shall answer “be it done.”
Faithful Cross, above all other,
one and only noble Tree!
None in foliage, none in blossom,none in fruit thy peers may be;
sweetest wood and sweetest iron!
Sweetest Weight is hung on thee!
Lofty tree, bend down thy branches,
to embrace thy Sacred Load;
oh, relax the native tension
of that all too rigid wood;
gently, gently bear the members
of thy dying King and God.
Tree, which solely wast found worthy
the world’s Victim to sustain,
harbor from the raging tempest,
ark, that saved the world again!
Tree, with sacred blood anointed
of the Lamb for sinners slain.
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HE WILL REIGN
Tianna Mallett's description: This is an apocalyptic scene, but it is also symbolic of the world we live in today. Our cities may not be burning to ashes, but we are all seeing how quickly our economy is degenerating, how easily morals are abandoned. There is corruption in our government, in the food industry and our health care. Things are heading towards chaos, and it’s only a matter of time before someone decides to light the match that burns our cities down.
So where is the hope?
Our hope is the fact that God will never abandon us. That when Jesus said “I will be with you until the end of the age” He was not lying. That even if our churches are destroyed, our religions banned, and our altars reduced to little more than cardboard boxes, He is still here, present to us in the Eucharist.
Drawings on the power of the Eucharist and the person of the priest, by Rachel M. Gohlman.