LENT WITH OUR LADY
Every wound in Jesus’ body was also a wound in the heart of Mary: every fibre, every nerve throbbing in agony. Every pang He suffered reechoed in her heart. She endured by her compassion a share in
all the anguish of His Passion. What was the thick darkness around compared with the black darkness that overspread her heart! “O all ye that pass by the way, attend, and see if there be any sorrow like to my sorrow” (Lament. i. 12). Why did Mary suffer all this? For our sins: for mine.
Ah, Mother, the most sorrowful of all mothers, thy Son is dead; that Son so amiable, and Who loved thee so much! Weep, then, for thou hast reason to weep. But keep me near thee, O my Mother, to weep with thee, since I have so much reason to weep for the sins by which I have offended Him. Ah, Mother of mercy, I hope, first, through the death of my Redeemer, and then through thy sorrows,
to obtain pardon and eternal salvation. Amen.
The faithful who, between three o’clock on the afternoon of Good Friday and noon of the following day, spend some time in devout meditation or offer some prayers, either in public or in private, in honour of the Blessed Virgin Mary Sorrowing, may gain a plenary indulgence on the usual conditions.