Saints and the Blessed Virgin Mary


:slight_smile: Recently I’ve noticed that all the Saints were extremely devoted to our Blessed Mother. So I just wanted to post some things they said about her. :slight_smile: if anyone has anything, please feel free to post! Or any of your thoughts as well!

God bless!~


Virgin full of grace, I know that at Nazareth you lived modestly,without requesting anything more. Neither ecstasies, nor miracles, nor other extra ordinary deeds enhanced your life, O Queen of the elect. The number of the lowly, “the little ones,” is very great on earth. They can raise their eyes to your without any fear. You are the incomparable Mother who walks with them along the common way to guide them to heaven. Beloved Mother, in this harsh exile, I want to live always with youand follow you every day. I am enraptured by the contemplation of you and I discover the depths of the love of your heart. All my fears vanish under your motherly gaze, which teaches me to weep and to rejoice! Amen.
(St Therese of Lisieux)

May the life of Blessed Mary be ever present to our awareness. In her, as in a mirror, the form of virtue and beauty of chastity shrine forth. She was virgin, not only in body, but in mind and spirit. She never sullied the pure affection of her heart by unworthy feelings. She was humble of heart. She was serious in her conversations. She was prudent in her counsels. She was preferred to pray rather than to speak. She united in her heart the prayers of the poor And avoided the uncertainty of worldly riches. She was ever faithful to hr daily duties, Reserved in her conversations, and always accustomed to recognize God as the Witness of her thoughts. Blessed be the name of Jesus. Amen (St Ambrose)

We honor you, O Mary,Mother of God, treasure of the universe, inextinguishable flame, crown of virginity, scepter of the true faith, indestructible temple, Tabernacle of the one whom the world cannot contain,and Mother and Virgin. …In your virginal womb you enclosed the immense and incomprehensible One. Through you the Trinity is glorified and the cross is celebrated and adored everywhere on earth.Through you the heavens exult with joy, the angels and archangels are glad, demons are put to flight,the demon tempter is cast out of heaven, and our fallen nature has again been assumed into heaven. …It is through you that the only-begotten Son of God,who is the Light, shone amid the nations who were seated in darkness and the shadow of death. What human voice can ever worthily celebrate the ineffable greatness of Mary? She is Mother and Virgin at the same time. Through her peace has been restored to the world. What peace?Our Lord Jesus Christ,w hom Mary has brought forth! (St Cyril of Alexandria)

Most Holy Mary Virgin Mother of God, I am unworthy to be your servant. Yet moved by your motherly care for me and longing to serve you, I choose you this day to be my Queen, my Advocate, and my Mother. I firmly resolve ever to be devoted to you and to do what I can to encourage others to be devoted to you.My loving Mother, through the Precious Blood of your Son shed for me, I beg you to receive me as your servant forever. Aid me in my actions and beg for me the grace never by thought, word, or deed to be displesing in your sight and that of your most holy Son. Remember me, dearest Mother, and do not abandon me at the hour of death.
(St Francis de Sales)

My powerful Queen, you are all mine through your mercy,and I am all yours. Take away from me all that may displease God and cultivate in me all that is pleasing to him. May the light of your faith dispel the darkness of my mind, your deep humilitytake the place of my pride, your continual sight of God fill my memory with his presence. May the first of the love of your heart inflame the lukewarmness of my own heart. May your virtues take the place of my sins. May your merits be my enrichment and make up for all that is wanting in me before God. My beloved Mother, grant that I may have no other spirit but your spirit, to know Jesus Christ and his divine will and to praise and glorify the Lord,that I may love God with burning love like yours. Amen.
(St Louis de Montfort)


Hi Monica… :wave: Well, I don’t fall into the category of “saint” by a LONG shot. :rolleyes: :blushing: … but Our Blessed Mother brought about my return to the faith (after a 10 year absence).

My conversion… was instantaneous… and unsolicited (I hadn’t been praying, at all). I completely credit Our Lady of Mount Carmel with my conversion/return.

And since we’re not far from the Feast of Our Lady of Lourdes (Feb. 11) I would like to offer this link…

God bless.


The Blessed Mother and Saint Gemma

“Gemma always loved with the warmest love this heavenly Queen of the Angels, whom, with sweet confidence, she called “My dear Mother.” Left orphan by the death of her earthly mother in her tenderest years, she accustomed herself afterwards not to rec*ognize any mother but Mary, and towards her she always acted as her devoted and loving child. After Jesus, all her heart was for Mary.

“Oh, how I love my Mother!” she used to say. “She knows it; and then Jesus Himself gave her to me, and told me to love her so much. And what great goodness this Heavenly Mother has always shown me! What would have become of me, if I had not had her? She has always helped me in my spiritual wants; she has preserved me from countless dangers; she has freed me from the hands of the devil who was ceaselessly com*ing to molest me; she pleaded my cause with Jesus when I sinned, and she soothed Him when I moved Him to anger by my wicked life; she has taught me to know Him and love Him, to be good and to please Him. Ah, my dear Mother, I will love thee always and forever.”

These and similar expressions of tenderest affection were ever in the heart and on the lips of this holy child and were continually occurring in her letters. Was it possible then for our Holy Mother not to repay such tender love a hundredfold? Gemma gave herself all to Mary and Mary to Gemma. And to show her how much she loved her, besides the favors without number and without measure that she obtained for her from Jesus, she very often deigned to come to her visibly and allowed her to see her face to face, caressing her and pressing her to her maternal bosom. Let us leave it to Gemma herself to describe these delicacies of love.

“Whoever could have imagined,” thus she wrote "that this evening my dear Mother would have come to see me? It was not even to be thought of because I believed that my bad conduct would prevent it. Yet she had compassion on me. Her presence quickly put me in a state of recollection, and then, as often happens, I lost my senses, and I found myself, I think, with Our Lady of Sorrows. Oh, what happiness! What sweetness of heart I felt during those wonderful moments! Let whoever can, explain it. It seemed to me, after some moments of emotion, that she took me in her lap and made me rest my head on her shoulder and keep it there for a short time.

My heart during that time felt perfectly happy and contented without any other desire. “Do you love only me?” she asked me now and then. “Oh, no!” I answered her, “before You I love someone else.” “And who is it?” She said, pretending not to know. “It is one so dear to me! More dear than all else. I love Him so much that I would now, this moment, give my life for Him; for His sake I regard not my life.” “But tell me, who is it?” she asked me “If You, Mother, had come the evening before last, You would have seen Him with me. I instead go to Him every day [she meant in Holy Communion], and I would go more often if I could. But do You know Mother,” I continued, “why I do so? Because I know that He wishes to see, by His keeping so far away from me, if I am capable of ceasing to love Him. But quite the contrary, the farther He keeps away, the more I feel drawn to Him! And she repeated: “Tell me, who is He?” “No,” I replied, “I won’t tell thee. If only You have seen Him, Mother! He is like Thee in beauty; His hair is the color of Yours.” Mother, then embracing me, seemed to say again: “But my child, tell me of whom are you speaking.” I then exclaimed aloud, “Do You not understand me? Of Jesus, I speak of Jesus.” “Repeat it still louder,” she said. Then, smiling, she looked at me and pressed me closely to herself, saying, “Yes, love Him, but love Him greatly; Listen well! Love Him alone!” “Don’t be afraid,” I said to her, “no one in the world shall taste my affections! Jesus alone.” Again she pressed me to her; she seemed to kiss me on the forehead. Then I awoke [meaning that she came out of the ecstasy], and I found myself stretched on the floor with the crucifix near me.”



Although six years have passed since I first received that state*ment from Gemma herself, I have read it over and over again and it always seems to me more exquisitely touching. Here is another. The form is always the same.

I was sitting in bed, not having yet gone to sleep. It seemed as if a beautiful lady drew near me and moved to kiss me. I was taken out of myself and was no longer in the world. I immediately made a thousand protests, according to the instructions given me. My heavenly Mother [and it was truly she, although Gemma showed doubts of it at first] looked at me, smiled and said: “Dear child!” Father [Germanus], for*give me if I yielded too quickly, but I let my Mother do as she pleased, and she took me in her arms. I nearly died, yes, died, of sweetest consolation Oh, how many loving caresses! … She loves me so much! She said she had come for my bouquet, don’t you know? She found me so poor, and she encouraged me to practice virtue, particularly humility and obedience. She said some words that I did not understand, and then added: “My child, labor to refine your spirit and become perfect quickly.” What happened then I do not know.

That “quickly” caused such a violent movement in my heart, on which my Mother placed her lovely hand, that I could not speak, but mentally I asked her for an explanation. I opened my eyes and made my request through them. She answered me thus: “Tell thy Father (Father Germanus -editor), that if he does not see to you [to enclose her in a convent], I will take you soon to paradise!” She kissed me saying: "If he does not do this quickly, we shall be together more quickly than he imagines."
It happened precisely as she said, and I still feel remorse be*cause of it. In less than a year Gemma quite unexpectedly fell sick and went to Heaven.

“O Father, O Father!” she continued, “after such things, how contemptible the world appears! I don’t know if you have ever had this experience. Oh, how beautiful our heavenly Mother is! Have you ever seen her? Although I have already seen her very often, yet my ardent desire to see her again remains.”

On another occasion the Holy Mother appeared with her Di*vine Son as a beautiful child, and with her own hands placed Him in Gemma’s arms. She, trembling, pressed Him to her heart and kissed Him with much love. The Divine Infant did the same, and having instructed her on heavenly matters, ended by giving her His blessing. She gave Him to His Mother, and the vision vanished.

I cannot say how often that happened, but I have a distinct recollection of three instances. On four other occasions Our Lord appeared to her as a tender infant, but without the Blessed Mother accompanying Him…
The above was taken from “The Life of St Gemma Galgani”, by Venerable Father Germanus Ruoppolo CP



The section below is taken from the book “Portrait of Saint Gemma Galgani”, by Sister Saint Michael

**Contemplation of Our Blessed Mother **
Words of St Gemma in ecstasy:

What is the matter today? Where am I? Oh my Mother, where am I? Oh my Mother . . . oh, what beauty, how beautiful you are!

But do you see me? . . . I am very wicked, and I recognize myself as so unworthy that your favors afflict me, rather than console me. Nevertheless, if I had de*served it, I would like to come to you. Why do you come today?

Am I still your child? May I call you my Mother with confidence? But what do you wish, sweet Mother, that today I come to you … that I approach you? You want it? . . . How can I resist? . . .

My happiness is too great; but does not my heart tell you enough?

Do you remember the day when on going to heaven you carried my heart away. Keep it always with you; are you leaving me, Mother? How can a little girl remain de*prived of her mama?

How do I feel? Well, my Mother, I feel a little ill. I am experiencing a pain in my head, but it is not the pain of Jesus (the crown of thorns). Do you want to give me this one? Both of them willingly . . .

My Mother, my confessor has imposed something on me: he has told me to pray for my adopted family. I have done so already. Obtain what I could not hope to do of myself: many graces, an infinity of them, do you hear, Mother? an infinity of them. If Jesus intends to send them some trial, tell Him to show Himself merciful . . . It is up to you to obtain for them what I can not …

When will Jesus come? Tell Him that you too, Mother, want me. I want to go with you . . . I have beseeched Him for so long! You ask and Jesus would bring me very quickly to Heaven.
My Mother, I desire to possess you always and I do not wish to be separated from you any longer. Oh! bring me to Paradise. I can live no longer without you. Do you see the suffering that you are causing me? I need your heart. Yes, each day I seek you in order to pour into this heart the sorrowful transports of mine. Do not leave me . . . o my Mother, 0 my Mother! If you are truly touched with compassion, Oh! Why do you part from a child who loves you so tenderly? If you are not here, who will listen to my prayers? Who will obtain my wishes? Without You I am…as a beggar girl stripped of all assistance. Mother, why do I give up?
Lead me to Paradise. Oh my Mother, my Mother, you are a very pure flower with the whiteness of a lily!"

In a letter to Venerable Father Germanus, Gemma writes:
"If you could see how beautiful the crown of glory is that the Eternal Father places upon the forehead of my Blessed Mother! Flaming gold, all flames, make up the base (I speak of it as it looks to me) and surrounding this crown are many gems, which are all Her virtues; there are many, many pearls. She was crowned with the crown of Wisdom. She was adorned with innumerable splendors, and then…I don’t know how to explain it. She had also a sign in that beautiful crown which means that She is the dispenser of all of the treasures of Paradise."
This section was taken from the book “Portrait of Saint Gemma Galgani”, by Sister Saint Michael


There’s a book by Blessed Anne Catherine Emmerich called “the Dolorous Passion of Our Lord Jesus Christ”. It’s based on a series of visions she had (during Holy Week?) of Christ’s Passion. (If you’ve ever seen Mel Gibson’s movie, parts of it are based on this book ;)) It’s very moving at parts… I’ve found it to be an interesting book and it helped me appreciate what happened. It’s really unbelievable at times, I mean I never considered before how horrible the Crucifixion was :frowning: (btw, it’s not meant to replace the Gospels in any way, and we have to keep in mind that these are visions and there might even be errors)

One of the interesting things about it is that there’s a lot about Mary and her reaction to what she was seeing.

“What words can, alas, express the deep grief of the Blessed Virgin? Her eyes closed, a death-like tint overspread her countenance; unable to stand, she fell to the ground, but was soon lifted up, and supported by John, Magdalen, and the others. She looked once more upon her beloved Son—that Son whom she had conceived by the Holy Ghost, the flesh of her flesh, the bone of her bone, the heart of her heart—hanging on a cross between two thieves; crucified, dishonoured, condemned by those whom he came on earth to save; and well might she at this moment be termed ‘the queen of martyrs.’”

“Although the Blessed Virgin was carried away fainting after the sad meeting with her Son loaded with his cross, yet she soon recovered consciousness; for love, and the ardent desire of seeing him once more, imparted to her a supernatural feeling of strength. Accompanied by her companions she went to the house of Lazarus, which was at the bottom of the town, and where Martha, Magdalen, and many holy women were already assembled. All were sad and depressed, but Magdalen could not re- strain her tears and lamentations. They started from this house, about seventeen in number, to make the way of the cross, that is to say, to follow every step Jesus had taken in this most painful journey. Mary counted each footstep, and being interiorly enlightened, pointed out to her companions those places which had been consecrated by peculiar sufferings. Then did the sharp sword predicted by aged Simeon impress for the first time in the heart of Mary that touching devotion which has since been so constantly practised in the Church. Mary imparted it to her companions, and they in their turn left it to future generations,—a most precious gift indeed, bestowed by our Lord on his beloved Mother, and which passed from her heart to the hearts of her children through the revered voice of tradition.”

"Numbers of others, whether near the Cross or at a distance, fell on their knees and entreated forgiveness of Jesus, who turned his eyes compassionately upon them in the midst of his sufferings. However, the darkness continued to increase, and every one excepting Mary and the most faithful among the friends of Jesus left the Cross. Dismas then raised his head, and in a tone of humility and hope said to Jesus, ‘Lord, remember me when thou shalt come into thy kingdom.’ And Jesus made answer, ‘Amen, I say to thee, This day thou shalt be with me in Paradise.’ Magdalen, Mary of Cleophas, and John stood near the Cross of our Lord and looked at him, while the Blessed Virgin, filled with intense feelings of motherly love, entreated her Son to permit her to die with him, but he, casting a look of ineffable tenderness upon her, turned to John and said, ‘Woman, behold thy son;’ then he said to John, ‘Behold thy mother’ John looked at his dying Redeemer, and saluted this beloved mother (whom he henceforth considered as his own) in the most respectful manner. The Blessed Virgin was so overcome by grief at these words of Jesus that she almost fainted, and was carried to a short distance from the Cross by the holy women.

I do not know whether Jesus really pronounced these words, but I felt interiorly that he gave Mary to John as a mother, and John to Mary as a son. In similar visions a person is often conscious of things which are not written, and words can only express a portion of them, although to the individual to whom they are shown they are so clear as not to require explanation. For this reason it did not appear to me in the least surprising that Jesus should call the Blessed Virgin ‘Woman, instead of ‘Mother.’ I felt that he intended to demonstrate that she was that woman spoken of in Scripture who was to crush the head of the serpent, and that then was the moment in which that promise was accomplished in the death of her Son. I knew that Jesus, by giving her as a mother to John, gave her also as a mother to all who believe in him, who become children of God, and are not born of flesh and blood, or of the will of man, but of God. Neither did it appear to me surprising that the most pure, the most humble, and the most obedient among women, who, when saluted by the angel as ‘full of grace,’ immediately replied, ‘Behold Me handmaid of the Lord, be it done to me according to thy word,’ and in whose sacred womb the Word was instantly made flesh,—that she, when informed by her dying Son that she was to become the spiritual mother of another son, should repeat the same words with humble obedience, and immediately adopt as her children all the children of God, the brothers of Jesus Christ. These things are much easier to feel by the grace of God than to be expressed in words. I remember my celestial Spouse once saying to me, ‘Everything is imprinted in the hearts of those children of the Church who believe, hope, and love.’"

here’s more: XXIII L LI

soo sad :frowning:

here’s the whole book:


MarieVeronica, that is so wonderful!! :smiley: I hear this a lot, that Mary has lead people to faith. aw that’s really great to hear. I think she had a big part in my conversion to Catholicism as well. Even though I did not see that at the time because I was so closed to the possibility that Mary could have ANY role in my life.

I love the Lourdes apparitions :slight_smile:

Have you ever seen the movie "Song of Bernadette?"
There are a few details that they changed but mostly it’s faithful to the historical account.

God bless! :slight_smile:


Yes, I love that movie! There are two more recent film versions of the happenings at Lourdes… both of them, starring actress Sydney Penny. The first movie, deals with the Apparitions and how they effected Bernadette’s life as a young girl.

The second movie, is called “The Passion of Bernadette” and deals with her life at the convent of Never, to her death at age 35. Very inspiring films. God bless!


Thx for that Monica. I would recommend reading the rosary pope - Pope Leo X111 's eleven encyclicals about the rosay too. Many popes have had a lot to say about Mary - and it’s all good. God bless and thx.:thumbsup: :slight_smile:


that sounds great! thanks! :slight_smile:


thanks! :slight_smile:


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