Twelve Days of Mary: December 6





Sometimes I think that Mary,
a symbol of all-encompassing love
and compassion,
must look around and wonder
why there's so much hatred and mistrust
afoot in the world right now.

Comments

rebecca said…
oh meri-please don't get me started!!! sometimes i can hardly breathe for the madness of it all. i try to breathe deep, and pray, breathe deep and pray....repeat all day long.
I think we know what she thinks...
Annie Jeffries said…
Her sorrowful heart overflows for us.

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