Thursday, April 8, 2010
The darkness around me was all I could see.
The deafening silence called out my name,
As if it was playing with me.
My heart started pounding slowly at first,
Then faster and faster it ran.
Instinctively I felt all around me
Until the beads found their way to my hand.
Tightly I clutched on to them at first,
Like a child clings hold of her mother.
Then the comforting presence embraced me
Leaving no room for the fear of another.
Blessed Alan de la Roche, who restored the devotion of the Rosary, use to be horribly persecuted by devils and sometimes deep sadness and despair would fall upon him. But our Lady always comforted him by her presence, which banished the clouds of darkness from his soul. 1
1 St. Louis de Montfort’s True Devotion Consecration to Mary, by Fr. Helmuts Libietis
Oh Holy Mother, comfort us by your presence as we meditate on the mysteries of the most Holy Rosary, the life, death and resurrection of your son, Jesus.