Happy Mothers Day!
Today when we got to go outside, we decided we would stay with our keeper and sleep on the deck while she read the paper. Although we missed climbing into other yards and driving her frantic, we know she was very pleased. It was the best gift we could give.
But she did tell us about St. James today and how at the end of the May Masses the choirs all sing a final antiphon at the Mary altar. Today the male choir members gathered in front of the shrine and sang a most tender Biebl Ave Maria, and she was overwhelmed to see the tears running down the faces of all around her. The young couple who were sitting in front of her with the lovely new daughter embraced each other, wiped away tears as they rocked their daughter. It was about Mary, it was about new mothers, grandmothers, weary mothers, widowed mothers, martyrs' mothers, crazy mothers, forgotten mothers. It was about mothers who now sang from the other side of life. For those few minutes, all were joined to infinity, to the communion of saints. And they knew it.
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