Friday, September 6, 2013

OUR LADY'S ANGELUS

Twelve o'clock - six o'clock!  The Church bell rings out its deep, clear tones, to recall our minds to Mary.  The Angelus!  What a sweet and necessary reminder of Heaven.
    

The Angelus 
The Angel of the Lord declared unto Mary:
And she conceived of the Holy Spirit. 
Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee;  blessed art thou among women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.  Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death.  Amen.
Behold the handmaid of the Lord: 
Be it done unto me according to Thy word.
Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee;  blessed art thou among women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.  Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death.  Amen.
And the Word was made Flesh: 
And dwelt among us.

        Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is 
        with thee;  blessed art thou among 
        women and blessed is the fruit of thy
        womb, Jesus.  Holy Mary, Mother of 
        God, pray for us sinners, now and at 
        the hour of our death.  Amen.




Pray for us, O Holy Mother of God, 
that we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ.
Let us pray: 

Pour forth, we beseech Thee, O Lord, Thy grace into our hearts; that we, to whom the incarnation of Christ, Thy Son, was made known by the message of an angel, may by His Passion and Cross be brought to the glory of His Resurrection, through the same Christ Our Lord.
Amen.  


Recorded at Littlemore Library, Scottsdale, Arizona.

Years ago I was browsing through a Religious Goods store in Boston when an old cement statue of Our Lady standing behind the front door caught my eye.  I was entirely captivated by her aged beauty.  I was told by the salesman that Our Lady had stood in a nearby convent yard for 80 years and was in need of a new home.  That is how the Lady's peeling paint figure and I met.  From Boston she traveled to Littlemore Farm in Iowa and stood in a shrine that I built with a thousand brick and a summer's labor.  When my wife and I left the farm Our Lady came with us and now stands in her niche to greet all who visit our home.  
The farm shrine stands empty.  The video was taken at Littlemore Farm.





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