Mary, In Your Mercy, Hear And Answer Me

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Often, it brings instant comfort to say the prayer of St. Bernard to Our Lady, the Memorare:


Remember, O most gracious Virgin Mary, that never was it known that any one who fled to your protection, implored your help, and sought your intercession, was left unaided.

Inspired with this confidence, I fly unto you, O Virgin of virgins, my Mother, to you I come, before you I stand sinful and sorrowful.

O Mother of the Word Incarnate! despise not my petitions, but, in your mercy, hear and answer me. Amen.


No doubt the comfort is associated with  our devotion to Jesus’s mother, all we have known all our lives about how our own mothers have nourished and cared for us, and what our mothers have told us about all the goodness in us.

This prayer has a very curious ending. Rather than ask the Mother of God to intercede with her Son so that He will show us His mercy, we ask for her mercy.  The Salve Regina prayer refers to Mary as the “mother of Mercy,” and it also refers to her mercy: “Turn thine eyes of mercy toward us.”

It was only recently your author here realized this, and realized that, indeed, we should beg Mary for her mercy for us. It was only recently that he realized the ultimate spiritual chutzpah  of asking Mary for anything, asking her for any intercession with her Son for us, and of asking her to “pray for us sinners.”

Imagine being there when Simeon tells a young teenage Mary, holding the baby Jesus, that a sword will pierce her heart. It is our sins that forge that sword.  It is our sins that, without any thought for her sorrow or suffering, thrust that sword into her heart.

Imagine standing in the crowd when the  priests and hierarchy of the day incite the people to yell, “Crucify Him, crucify Him;” and we either stand there silent, or, seeing Mary on the fringe of the crowd,  we join in and heartily shout for the crucifixion of her Son –  and then it is our sins that do crucify Him.

Imagine being along the road, the Via Dolorosa, the way of sorrow, and seeing her meet with her Son as He carries His cross to Calvary, and as He staggers away from her under the weight of our sins, she turns to us and we refuse to help Him.

Imagine watching Mary at the foot of the Cross, her Son nailed above in tortured agony, each of His remaining breaths bringing Him closer to death.  Try to think of  ignoring Jesus as He dies, not asking God the Father to ease His Son’s pain, but focusing on ourselves, even then.  After He has put us all in her care try to imagine asking Mary, at that moment, as her Son expires,  “Pray for us sinners.”

What kind of woman, what kind of mother, would hear our prayer? What mother would not cry out at us, screaming,

You did this to my Son, my own Son, my baby boy, my child who lived within me. Look at Him. The whip that scourged Him is your sins. The thorns that crowned Him are your sins. Each of those nails was hardened by your sins. The spear tip that pierced Him is your sins. Your sins spilled His blood. Your sins killed Him!

Not Mary.

Sinless and full of grace, she has accepted me and you, gifted to her by her Son as He died:

Mom, I am giving you now all my brothers and sisters. Do for them all you did for Me.  Take them all with you, care for them and love them as you did Me, and then bring them all back home to Me.

And Mary, now our mother, says again to her Son the “Yes” she said to Gabriel. Now in her mercy, she says  “Yes” for us, for all her children.

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  1. Lovingly most important is, “Therefore I fly to you o Virgin of virgins, MY MOTHER. To you I come, before you I stand, sinful and sorrowful.” Approach your heavenly mother as if you are Her beloved child.

    Also, pray the Miraculous Medal prayer. “O Mary, conceived without sin, pray for us who have recourse to thee. Amen.”

    “Our Lady of Victory, pray for us.” OLV is my home parish for 34 years and the church on Pine and William in NYC about a quarter miles east of the World Trade Center. I attended many holy day Masses in that Church.

    We need to strive to pray more and offer our prayers in truth and spirit.

  2. Wonderful post, Guy, and comments today and also excellent homily by a visiting priest about Mary at St Ambrose Ch. in No VA . The prayers mentioned are very powerful. We only have to ask the Blessed Virgin Mary. Even the Morning Offering starts with “O Jesus, through the Immaculate Heart of Mary, I offer Thee all my prayers, works, joys, sufferings, sacrifices of this day for……”
    As the priest said today: Mary is under attack – her virginity, her immaculate conception, her motherhood of the Son of God, even her statutes are desecrated, esp. on Halloween. Why ? Because it is prophesized that Mary will crush the head of the Serpent with her heel. Satan doesnt know the hour of his obliteration and of his demons so his attacks are constant.

  3. Yes.. great post Guy.

    Fr. Libby, his homily today, focused on the Holy name of Mary. The star. The star the wise men followed led them to our Savior.
    Mary, our brilliant star, leads us to her son.
    Will we be wise and place ourselves at the feet of Mary, that she may take ownership of our being?

    If we do, our lives become gold, frankincense and myrrh. What we do with our lives is our gift to our Savior. Mary makes it, our being, hers and in so doing presents a gift worthy to the Christ child. The gold is the Fiat we personally make to God. The frankincense and myrrh is our striving to holy by dying to self. Daily.
    Hourly. Every single minute.

    Hail Star of the Sea / Ave Maria Stella

    Hail, thou Star of ocean,
    Portal of the sky !
    Ever Virgin Mother
    Of the Lord most high !

    Oh ! by Gabriel’s Ave,
    Uttered long ago,
    Eva’s name reversing,
    Stablish peace below.

    Break the captive’s fetters ;
    Light on blindness pour ;
    All our ills expelling,
    Every bliss implore.

    Show thyself a Mother ;
    Offer Him our sighs,
    Who for us Incarnate
    Did not thee despise.

    Virgin of all virgins !
    To thy shelter take us :
    Gentlest of the gentle !
    Chaste and gentle make us.

    Still, as on we journey,
    Help our weak endeavor ;
    Till with thee and Jesus
    We rejoice forever.

    Through the highest heaven,
    To the Almighty Three,
    Father, Son, and Spirit,
    One same glory be. Amen.

  4. Ezabelle, Daily my prayer is that I, imperfect weak tool, might write some good words that bring me and other to Him. Thank you for your beautiful words.
    Penguins, I had not noted the coincidence of this + Mary Name Day. Thank you.
    T. Shaw-Yes.
    CAM-I had not thought lately about sweet, innocent Mary crushing the demons’ head. Think about what will happen to their clerical minions, priests and bishops. The devils must rejoice as much as they can when one ordained IN PERSONA CHRISTI sodorapes a young man and homopreys on altar boys.
    Phl-great hymn and commment. I remember Hail Queen of Heaven, the Ocean Star hymn.

    All-thank you and Deo Gratias! Jesus wins.


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