How often do we turn to our Blessed Mother for help? How often do we seek her intercessory prayers for our suffering or the suffering of others? I have grown in love and appreciation for Mary in the last few years and find tremendous comfort in the Rosary or any other time I seek her out in prayer. I read the article below on Catholic Exchange this morning by Sarah Reinhard and was touched by her description of her visit to a hospital with one of her sick children…and what was revealed to her. As the father of a child with autism, I completely related to the lesson she learned. How does this article speak to you? Please share your thoughts.
By Sarah Reinhard
Then I should still have consolation and could exult through unremitting pain, because I have not transgressed the commands of the Holy One (Job 6:10).
There was no evidence of misery or pain. Her sleeping face was still, the fever invisible and her riotous bowels at rest.
Earlier in the day, her small head had leaned against my shoulder, burning and sweaty. It was my first experience of having a child sick enough to cause me to worry. Her misery during her waking time made me miserable too. I was powerless to do more than clean up her messes, change her diapers, and hold her. I couldn’t take her pain away; I couldn’t make her better. All I could offer were drinks and a cool washcloth and my arms.
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