Do You Want to Hold My Baby?

About a year ago, I came across a wonderful image of Mary and Jesus – a painting of a young Mary holding her baby. Mary is looking straight out of the painting, directly into the eyes of whoever is looking at her.

I looked up the artist to find out more about her and about this piece she had painted. The artist’s name is Stephanie Morris, and she lives in Mobile, Alabama. Stephanie said that after she painted this image of Mary holding Jesus, she meditated with it. She prayed with it the way one might pray with an icon. She took it with her on retreat, and she said that for hours, she stared into Mary’s eyes as Mary stared into hers. After some time, she heard Mary speaking to her, in her heart. Mary asked her a simple question: “Would you like to hold my baby?”

Of course the artist’s response was “Yes!” But then Mary said to her: “If you want to hold my baby, you will have to put down some of those things you are carrying.”

Do you want to hold Mary’s baby? Of course you do. But like the artist, you must first put down the other things you are holding – distractions and burdens and attachments, expectations and resentment and worry. In this last week of Advent, lay down whatever is holding you back from being this close to Jesus, from holding him against your heart as his mother does. When Mary offers him to you, you will be ready. You will hold out your arms in freedom and love.

It isn’t brazen or lacking in humility to be this bold, to take the Christ child in your arms, to hold him close to your heart. It is just what he wants you to do. It is just what Mary asks:

"Do you want to hold my baby?"

"Visitation" by Stephanie Morris. Published here with permission of the artist. © Stephanie Morris 2012. To visit Stephanie's website and view information about purchasing a print (all proceeds benefit Catholic Relief Services), click here.

"Visitation" by Stephanie Morris. Published here with permission of the artist. © Stephanie Morris 2012. To visit Stephanie's website and view information about purchasing a print (all proceeds benefit Catholic Relief Services), click here.

An Evening Prayer

In this season of shortening days and early darkness, I’d like to share with you an evening prayer from my Episcopal days:

Keep watch, dear Lord, with those who work, or watch, or weep this night, and give thine angels charge over those who sleep. Tend the sick, Lord Christ; give rest to the weary, bless the dying, soothe the suffering, pity the afflicted, shield the joyous; and all for thy love’s sake. Amen.

 —Book of Common Prayer

Taught by Student

One of my Catholic Biblical School students wrote this on her homework. Brilliant!

I want to be priest, prophet, and king — not judge, jury, and executioner.
— April Brilvitch

Upcoming Programs for Advent

Join me for one or both of the following Advent programs!

Advent Morning of Reflection: "God of Power and Smallness"
Sat., Dec. 2, 9:00 a.m.-12:00 p.m.
St. Thomas Becket Church, 435 N. Brooksvale Rd., Cheshire, CT
To register, call Sr. Patricia Cigrand at 203-272-3531 x1312.
Join me for a morning of reflection and quiet prayer as we prepare our hearts for God's coming among us. Will we recognize this God of power and smallness? A free will offering will be accepted by the parish.

Evening of Music and Reflection for Advent
Mon., Dec. 18, 7:00 p.m.
St. Ann Church, 501 Naugatuck Ave., Milford, CT
Join me and the talented choir of my home parish for an evening of music and reflection. One week before Christmas, let's settle our hearts and reflect on God's presence among us! Meditations by Amy Ekeh and music by the Saint Ann Choir under the direction of Peter DeMarco. There is no cost for the evening. All are welcome!

Seed and Bread: A Fall Poem by Scott Eagan

For those of you who are new to the blog, Scott Eagan is a farmer and poet who is a member of the Madonna House community in Combermere, Ontario. Scott sees God at work in the seasons, the animals, the harvest, and in the people of his life. I'm ever-grateful that he shares his work with us.

SEED and BREAD

Summer has come and gone
seamless seasons pass by, pass through
and we are still here, we remain
the planted seed pushing its roots deeper.

Spring sun and June showers
softened seed and warming soil
these have fed our souls, our wintry souls
we have scattered seed, and toiled and hoped.

July's hot blaze, long days and hay
our green meadows and pastures and fields
a sea of waving grasses are living proof of creation's
design, the order and harmony of Life.

Weeds have thrived there too, we have grown together
the Hand of Love will sort it out
sandy soils dry and some plants wither
waving grain, now a golden sea, August's passing.

Harvest promises a full granary
days shorten, the grain is plump
all creatures come to the fields to taste and fatten
and will we be harvest, Christ's seed and bread?

Roots and seed -- sun, rain and soil
stem, leaf and grain -- life is holy toil.
Green to gold, grain ground into flour
dough become bread; God, woman and man power.
 

© 2017 Scott Eagan

Van Gogh, Wheat Fields with Sheaves, 1888.

Van Gogh, Wheat Fields with Sheaves, 1888.