My Mother Loves Me!


Dear brethren,

I wanted to share a recent discovery that I made in my ongoing walk with Christ. This will probably resonate more with my fellow Catholics and/or Eastern Orthodox and Oriental Orthodox brethren, but I still think there are aspects that all Christians can accept.

Even now, as a newbie Catholic who has been fully initiated into the Mysteries of the Christian faith, I struggle at times with the Blessed Virgin. While I am more than willing to defend my Queen, I often find myself shirking from devotion to her. Part of this is my fundamentalist, Americanistic Baptist background, but another part is my past as a Pagan. I once had a devotion to a Celtic goddess named Brighid, and while the Pagan theology of Brighid is vastly different than the Christian notion of who Mary is, the old predjudices remain.

The other day though, I began to meditate a little on who we are in Christ Jesus. By the baptism we all received, we were incorporated into Christ Himself (cf. Gal. 3:27). Thus, we become mystically the Body of Christ (Eph. 1:22-23). With this truth in my mind, I then started thinking about what it must have been like for Mary and her relationship with her Son. Can you imagine how much she loved Our Lord? Can you imagine how she treasured Him and sought Him? The love of a mother is one of the most powerful things in the world, and even God references it (Isa. 49:15).

I connected this with what Holy Mother Church teaches concerning what it means to be a Christian (exemplified by the words of St. Augustine). His quote follows:

Let us rejoice then and give thanks that we have become not only Christians, but Christ himself. Do you understand and grasp, brethren, God’s grace toward us? Marvel and rejoice: we have become Christ. For if he is the head, we are the members; he and we together are the whole man. . . . The fullness of Christ then is the head and the members. But what does “head and members” mean? Christ and the Church.

To be a Christian means to be mystically incorporated into the Church which is truly and amen the Body of the Lord Jesus. This is a great mystery beyond our full understanding, but it is a truth.

Now if this is true (which it is), then Mary’s love for her Son and Master is the same for the Church. The Catechism agrees:

In any case, it dawned on me that the Blessed Virgin has a personal love for me. At my infant baptism she truly became my Mother, just as she was/is the Mother of my Lord. She was there when I died in the water and rose again in Christ. She was there when I started to learn the Bible from my Baptist teachers. She was there when I apostatized from the faith and followed the ways of Paganism and Buddhism. She was there when I converted to the Lord and began my journey home to the Catholic Church. She was there when I received the gift of the Holy Spirit in Confirmation. She was there with me when I wept with love for Christ after my first Holy Communion with Him in the Eucharist.

And, she was praying for me all the time.

Looking back, I have noticed that the Blessed Virgin never failed me when I sought her aid. Just today, prior to Mass, I was worried that I would be unable to worship with the fervor I sought. Before praying to the Lord, I stopped by a statue of the Blessed Virgin in the vestibule/narthex of the Church. I asked her to pray for me that I might worship with my whole heart.

All during the Mass I sung with a heart of praise. My faith in the Eucharist was firm during the anaphora, and right before communion, when my spiritual father (the deacon) raised the host before me (as is customary in the Roman rite) I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Jesus Christ was directly there. The sudden and real acknowledgement of His Presence was…shocking… and when I received the Body and gnawed/crunched on My Savior’s Flesh, I felt that special “communion grace” that all Catholics, Eastern Orthodox, and Oriental Orthodox know what I am talking about.

It is clear to me that I need to take the time to get to know my Mother. I had thought that since the Catholic Church does not require Her children to offer devotion to Mary, I would never have to. But now I realize that to be a Christian is more than some “me and Jesus” nonsense. It is a living of the truth that we are One Body and we are in Christ and He in us. To shun my Mother, especially after the aid I have received from her through her intercession, would be to cut out a major part of what it means to be a Christian, in the fullest sense of the word.

My name in Christ is “Anthony John.” The two saints who I claim as my “name-saints” are St. Anthony of Padua and St. John the Apostle. I chose St. John as my Confirmation name because he (like me) was a very young, but devoted, disciple of Our Lord and for other reasons. Now I realize though that it was to him that Our Lord revealed mystically the Motherhood of Mary in Christianity:

“When Jesus saw his mother, and the disciple whom he loved standing near, he said to his mother, ‘Woman, behold, your son!’. Then he said to the disciple, 'Behold, your mother!’” (John 19:26-27).

How Provident! How provident that my name in Christ is “John.” I am hardly what can be called a devotee to the Theotokos! Rather, I am in many ways someone who, in the depths of my heart, is disturbed by Marian devotion. But now I am beggining to see the truth. Mary is my Mother, and all my life she has quietly whispered to me: “…do whatever he * tells you” (John 2:5). I am starting to see that devotion to Mary does not “take away” from my devotion to Christ, but rather, it helps me to focus on who He is. Devotion to Mary reminds me of who I am now that I am “in Christ.”

But it is deeper than a mere dogmatic truth. There is a personal depth to it. I was born on the feast of Our Lady of Sorrows (Sept. 15, Roman Rite). During that feast (I presume) Catholics remember the Sorrow that Mary suffered when Her child was crucified for my sins. There is a bond, however weak at the present time, between me and my Mother in the order of grace. As a Christian and a self-proclaiming discple of Jesus Christ, that weakness is unacceptable.

For the first time in my life (which is, admittedly, not that long) I want Mary to be my Mother. I want to learn how to serve Christ from her example and to seek her prayerful aid when I am in need. At this point, I will no longer shun my Mother, but instead, I will say “Yes, Lord” when my Master says to me:

“Behold your mother.”

Tonight at Mass, a song played entitled “Sacred Silence”. The first time I heard that song I was still an Evangelical/Pagan/Buddhist (long story, don’t ask, LOL) and I wept a little at the truth in the words of the song. Part of this was sorrow for my idolatrous and sinful foolishness and gratitude for Christ’s mercy (see the beginning of the song).

But now, I see a new truth that I feel I missed before (see emphasis):

Sacred Silence
by: Tom Booth, Jenny Pixler, Anthony Kuner

Sacred silence, holy ocean,
gentle water, washing over me.
Help me listen, Holy Spirit,
come and speak to me.

God my Father, Christ my brother,
Holy Spirit, sanctifying me.
Lord, I’m sorry, please forgive me,
come and set me free.

Sacred silence, holy ocean,
gentle water, washing over me.
Help me listen, Holy Spirit,
come and speak to me.

Holy Mary, gentle mother,
God’s pure vessel, praying for me.

Saints and angels, all in heaven,
come and be with me.

Sacred silence, holy ocean,
gentle water, washing over me.
Help me listen, Holy Spirit,
come and speak to me.

The song can be found here:

All of us have what I call the “Life Anthem.” It is a song that we take as our own for personal reasons that we believe reflects the heart of our lives. This is my song, I think.

In any case, I now see that Christ invites me to love His mother (and my mother). As a Christian, my vocation is partly to imitate Christ in all things. He loved, honored, and no doubt had His mother’s prayers. So too shall I love, honor, and have the prayers of my Mother.

After all that I have done in my life, I have found that Jesus alone is the Lord and that He alone can satisfy my restless heart. I love this God-Man and I seek to give Him my whole life. This God-Man, despite my sin, has given me so many gifts. One of these gifts is His own dear Mother. Who am I to refuse one of His gifts!

I am a young man, and my past in Paganism and pornography has left me (in some ways I believe) with a warped view of womanhood. But in the Blessed Virgin, God lifted up His creation of womankind to its zenith of glory. As a recovering addict to sexual sin, Mary is the ultimate ideal of purity and life. She is an example that can aid me in living my ALL for Christ, whatever that may take.

Isn’t it amazing that Christ’s greatest disciple was a woman?!? :thumbsup:

And so…like my Mother, I will say unto the Lord my God:

“Behold, I am the handmaid of the Lord. May it be done to me according to your word.” (Luke 1:38).

Amen. May the Blessed Virgin aid us in becoming more and more like Christ each and every day.

Thanks for reading.*


Very nice post, Antonius Lupus! :thumbsup:


Gee, thanks! :smiley:


thank you for sharing this beautiful post:)


And thank you for listening. :slight_smile:


Amen! Thanks for the post and being His witness.

Here is the beautiful song for you - "Be with Us Mary"
(click on the play button to listen to the song.


Thank you so much for that song! :smiley:


Antonius Lupus for President. :thumbsup: That was just BEAUTIFUL! :heart:


Umm well, the priesthood maybe. President? :slight_smile:


Maybe the priesthood is where your new found discovery of Mary is leading you. I will keep you in my prayers with your discernment. God bless you for witnessing your faith with all of us. :thumbsup:


Thank you for prayers on my vocation. I do feel the calling to the priesthood (or what I think is a calling) and I will be starting altar service in the coming months.

Peace be with you. :thumbsup:


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