Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.

Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.

Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be filled.

Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy.

Blessed are the pure in spirit, for they shall see God.

Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God.

Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness' sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Blessed are you when they revile and persecute you, and say all kinds of evil against you falsely for My sake.

Rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for great is your reward in heaven, for so they persecuted the prophets who were before you.

Matthew 5:3-12

Oh Lord,

Teach me to seek You and reveal yourself to me when I seek You.

For I cannot seek You unless You first teach me, nor find You unless You first reveal yourself to me.

Let me seek You in longing, and long for You in seeking.

Let me find You in love, and love You in finding.

~Saint Ambrose of Milan

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Name: Erin Yonke

Location: Aurora, IL

Info: I'm happily married to my husband and champion pro-life activist, Matt. I stay home with my three small boys; Ambrose (11/06), Peter (3/08), and Joseph (9/10).

Thursday, April 05, 2007

on grief.

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I ran accross this icon of The Lamentation over Jesus' death, in which Mary is cradling her Son's head in sorrow.

While studying it, I recalled a sobering, stunningly beautiful Ruthinian hymn we sang in church a few weeks ago.

The Grieving Mother

The grieving mother stood beneath the cross
Weeping in sorrow, tearfully she prayed:
O Son, my Son, innocent and faultless
Why must You suffer this bitter passion
On the Cross?

Bitter tears are falling near Your Holy body
O my child, I raised You long before these enemies
Now as I lose You, while I weep before You
O my Son, You leave me
And Your life I will no longer see.

Surely the Mother of God knows the true cost of our salvation more deeply than we can ever hope to.

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