Memorial of Our Lady of Sorrows

Mary Our Lady of Sorrows

Our Lord is hanging on the cross. Dying.

He looks down at his Mother. He looks down at his favorite Apostle.

He looks down at us!

“Behold, your son … Behold, your Mother.”

He gives us to Mary. He gives Mary to us.

In one dying breath, he pulls us into the Holy Family. He wants us to experience the love of Mary. He wants us to turn to her whenever we need help.

So where is Mary today?

Is she in your garden, standing in the middle of a bed of flowers?

Does she hang from your rear view mirror, blowing in the wind, along with some beads and a crucifix?

Does she spend her days on a prayer card, tucked away in a drawer?

Where is Mary in your life?

Today’s memorial of Our Lady of Sorrows is a vivid reminder of the sorrow Mary felt while at the foot of the cross or (depending on which Gospel is read) at her encounter with Simeon, who let her know the fate of her beloved Son.

Let us not forget that Mary was human. Her son was divine – and – human, but Mary was the perfection of humanity, as anyone would need to be in order to carry the actual unblemished son of God.

As such, Mary felt pain. She felt joy. But she also felt sorrow.

What was she sorry about? Was it because her son was beaten, humiliated and crucified?

Perhaps.

Was it the way most all of her son’s friends abandoned him on the day of his greatest need?

Maybe.

But just as Jesus wept in the Garden for events yet to come, Mary felt sorrow in her heart, not so much for her Son’s death – after all, he would be back in three days – but for all of us.

Mary knew the deal. She was aware what was happening, what needed to happen. And she trusted God knew what he was doing.

So Mary knew that her son would be betrayed, beaten and abandoned.

She also knew this betrayal would not end with the crucifixion. It would go on for hundreds of years.

Betrayal, even today … in the valley of tears.

Mary knows this … and she weeps for us.

But she also stands ready to help us. She waits for our prayers of intercession. Her broken heart is mended with each bead of a Rosary.

Mary wants to be a part of our lives.

She doesn’t want to simply hang out with the roses and azaleas in the garden. She doesn’t want to be a prop in your car. She wants to be in your heart.

She wants us to love, honor and cherish her, the way we do our own mothers. She wants us to come to her in times of need so she can point us to her son.

Mary’s heart aches for our attention.

So ask yourself, where is Mary in your life today?

Perhaps we should get to know her a little better.

JN 19:25-27

About the Author

Dan McFeely is a Carmel, Indiana, writer, communications business owner, book editor and a former professional journalist. Dan also works as an Adult Faith Formation Minister, currently serving as a spiritual director for the men's and women's Christ Renews His Parish program at St. Elizabeth Ann Seton Catholic Church in Carmel. He is a graduate of the Ecclesial Lay Ministry program offered by the Diocese of Lafayette-in-Indiana and has studied theology at Marian University.

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8 Comments

  1. Thanks Dan for the word of insipiration…
    Today’s gospel reminds of the last part of the Hail Mary’s prayer wich says “…Mother of God pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death…”

  2. Enlighten my understanding. This caps my daily prayers. At the moment of the assumtion of Mary was she transformed into something other than a heavenly soul? How is it that she is now omnipresent to all of us? We pray to Mary, and to the saints. Can I pray to my saintly aunt?

  3. As a mother who’s son is going through a very hard time, I have prayed to mother Mary for guidance and support. Thank you Dan, I know She understands my pain.

  4. Very heart-warming and inspiring sharing of yours. I like the way you reflect on the mystery of our Mother’s sorrows. Hope you write and inspire more people. God bless us all. MABUHAY.

    Im Cj Macasiab, a seminarian, from Manila, Philippines

  5. The love I have doesn’t even touch the surface, because no words are capable of giving the explanation justice. I can close my eyes and be transported to moments or flashes of pure surrendering love wrapped with anguish, suffering and complete sacrifice for all deserving or in complete destain. The thought that a Love that powerful could exist in our existence is the miracle. I’m so grateful that Out Almighty Lord has allows me the Grace to be of witness to such beauty of the human Soul on Fire for Christ.

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