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| “Pietà” by Daniele Crespi, c. 1626 |
(Note: the Gospel for this Memorial is from the Proper)
Commentary:
Reading 1: 1 Timothy 3:1-13
Commentary on 1 Tm 3:1-13
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Responsorial Psalm: Psalm 101:1b-2ab, 2cd-3ab, 5, 6
R. (2) I will walk with blameless heart.
Commentary on Ps 101:1b-2ab, 2cd-3ab, 5, 6
Psalm 101 is a pledge of faithfulness. The strophes used today describe the character and temperament of those elect who walk the path of service to the Lord. The song also uses the antithesis of these characteristics to emphasize the need for upright behavior.
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The sequence Stabat Mater may follow.
SEQUENCE (OPTIONAL)
Stabat Mater
At the cross her station keeping,
Stood the mournful Mother weeping,
Close to Jesus to the last.
Through her heart, his sorrow sharing,
All his bitter anguish bearing,
Now at length the sword had passed.
Oh, how sad and sore distressed
Was that Mother highly blessed
Of the sole begotten One!
Christ above in torment hangs,
She beneath beholds the pangs
Of her dying, glorious Son.
Is there one who would not weep,
'Whelmed in miseries so deep,
Christ's dear Mother to behold?
Can the human heart refrain
From partaking in her pain,
In that mother's pain untold?
Bruised, derided, cursed, defiled,
She beheld her tender Child,
All with bloody scourges rent.
For the sins of his own nation
Saw him hang in desolation
Till his spirit forth he sent.
O sweet Mother! font of love,
Touch my spirit from above,
Make my heart with yours accord.
Make me feel as you have felt;
Make my soul to glow and melt
With the love of Christ, my Lord.
Holy Mother, pierce me through,
In my heart each wound renew
Of my Savior crucified.
Let me share with you his pain,
Who for all our sins was slain,
Who for me in torments died.
Let me mingle tears with you,
Mourning him who mourned for me,
All the days that I may live.
By the cross with you to stay,
There with you to weep and pray,
Is all I ask of you to give.
Virgin of all virgins blest!
Listen to my fond request:
Let me share your grief divine.
Let me to my latest breath,
In my body bear the death
Of that dying Son of yours.
Wounded with his every wound,
Steep my soul till it has swooned
In his very Blood away.
Be to me, O Virgin, nigh,
Lest in flames I burn and die,
In his awful judgment day.
Christ, when you shall call me hence,
Be your Mother my defense,
Be your cross my victory.
While my body here decays,
May my soul your goodness praise,
Safe in heaven eternally.
Amen. (Alleluia)
GOSPEL
First OptionJohn 19:25-27
Commentary on Jn 19:25-27
SEQUENCE (OPTIONAL)
Stabat Mater
At the cross her station keeping,
Stood the mournful Mother weeping,
Close to Jesus to the last.
Through her heart, his sorrow sharing,
All his bitter anguish bearing,
Now at length the sword had passed.
Oh, how sad and sore distressed
Was that Mother highly blessed
Of the sole begotten One!
Christ above in torment hangs,
She beneath beholds the pangs
Of her dying, glorious Son.
Is there one who would not weep,
'Whelmed in miseries so deep,
Christ's dear Mother to behold?
Can the human heart refrain
From partaking in her pain,
In that mother's pain untold?
Bruised, derided, cursed, defiled,
She beheld her tender Child,
All with bloody scourges rent.
For the sins of his own nation
Saw him hang in desolation
Till his spirit forth he sent.
O sweet Mother! font of love,
Touch my spirit from above,
Make my heart with yours accord.
Make me feel as you have felt;
Make my soul to glow and melt
With the love of Christ, my Lord.
Holy Mother, pierce me through,
In my heart each wound renew
Of my Savior crucified.
Let me share with you his pain,
Who for all our sins was slain,
Who for me in torments died.
Let me mingle tears with you,
Mourning him who mourned for me,
All the days that I may live.
By the cross with you to stay,
There with you to weep and pray,
Is all I ask of you to give.
Virgin of all virgins blest!
Listen to my fond request:
Let me share your grief divine.
Let me to my latest breath,
In my body bear the death
Of that dying Son of yours.
Wounded with his every wound,
Steep my soul till it has swooned
In his very Blood away.
Be to me, O Virgin, nigh,
Lest in flames I burn and die,
In his awful judgment day.
Christ, when you shall call me hence,
Be your Mother my defense,
Be your cross my victory.
While my body here decays,
May my soul your goodness praise,
Safe in heaven eternally.
Amen. (Alleluia)
GOSPEL
First OptionJohn 19:25-27
Commentary on Jn 19:25-27
Here is Jesus’ last address to his mother. Although the address sounds unnecessarily formal ("Woman, behold, your son.") this would have been considered a polite address in biblical times. The reference, “Woman”, is possibly to Genesis 3:15 which describes the mother of the Messiah as the “woman” whose offspring conquers the devil (CCC 726, 2618)[4]. The Lord, nearing the end of his life commends the care of his mother to the disciple whom he loved. It is presumed this is done because Jesus has no brothers of sisters. In this instance, while it can be assumed that the disciple referred to is St. John- the author of the Gospel, the tender consignment of the care of the Lord’s mother is seen as iconic. That is, she is given into the care of all of the disciples whom Jesus loves. Seeing her Son dying upon the cross is one of the seven sorrows the Blessed Mother endured in faith.
CCC: Jn 19:25-27 726, 2618; Jn 19:25 495; Jn 19:26-27 501, 964, 2605; Jn 19:27 2677, 2679
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OR
Second OptionLuke 2:33-35
Commentary on Lk 2:33-35
In this passage we hear Simeon’s prediction, a man, we are told earlier, who “was righteous and devout, awaiting the consolation of Israel”. Simeon was told by the Holy Spirit that he would not pass away until he had seen the Messiah. He has declared that this promise has been fulfilled and then turns to Mary and makes the prediction about the nature of Christ’s ministry and the nature of the sorrow she will endure, “and you yourself a sword will pierce” The sword indicates that Mary will have a share in her Son’s sufferings; hers will be an unspeakable pain which pierces her soul. Our Lord suffered on the cross for our sins, and it is those sins which forge the sword of Mary’s pain. [5]
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OR
Second OptionLuke 2:33-35
Commentary on Lk 2:33-35
In this passage we hear Simeon’s prediction, a man, we are told earlier, who “was righteous and devout, awaiting the consolation of Israel”. Simeon was told by the Holy Spirit that he would not pass away until he had seen the Messiah. He has declared that this promise has been fulfilled and then turns to Mary and makes the prediction about the nature of Christ’s ministry and the nature of the sorrow she will endure, “and you yourself a sword will pierce” The sword indicates that Mary will have a share in her Son’s sufferings; hers will be an unspeakable pain which pierces her soul. Our Lord suffered on the cross for our sins, and it is those sins which forge the sword of Mary’s pain. [5]
CCC: Lk 2:32 713; Lk 2:34 575, 587; Lk 2:35 149, 618
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Reflection:
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Reflection:
The strains of Sabat Matar capture a shadow of the pain and sorrow of the passing of the Jesus, the Son of Mary, from true man to true God. With all of our joy at the resurrection and the hope that flows from that salvific event we sometimes forget the real human drama that overtook the young mother of Jesus who was first in faith, first in love of him who came to save us.
The Blessed Mother has long been the icon of what it means to love unconditionally, without any reservation. She demonstrated that ability form our first scriptural encounter with her as she accepted, without hesitation, the honor that would belong to the vessel of God and the sorrow promised by Simeon at the great passion of her son.
While tradition holds up for us the seven sorrows of the Lord, any mother who has loved a child knows the constant anxiety that goes with watching a child grow to adulthood and beyond. St. Mary was no different, in fact she is the exemplar for all mothers; the icon of love itself. So great was her love that it continues to transform the world. From the very earliest of her apparitions to the children of God to the present, he love for Christ and her love for all of God’s creation bleeds into our consciousness in her miraculous appearances. She is a constant reminder of God’s great love that sacrifices a son, the Son of God and Son of Mary, for our salvation.
Today we carry on that long tradition, recalling the great sorrow born by the Mother of Jesus the Christ. We lift up our own sufferings and when we offer them for her intercession, our pain feels that much lifted. Thank you Jesus, for choosing so great a mother for us.
Pax
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