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 Angel of the Lord declared unto Mary:
And she conceived of the Holy Spirit.
Behold the handmaid of the Lord:
Be it done unto me according to Thy word.
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:
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.
More of My Mother Mary?