Behold this Heart

 Today is the Feast of Our Lady of Sorrows. 

It's also my 8th anniversary of consecration to Mary! 

I wanted to blog on this special day but lacked inspiration. 

I opened my Magnificat book and read this morning's Gospel readings. In both Gospels listed for Mass, the word "Behold" stood out to me. 

Then I knew exactly how I wanted to blog today.

I am sharing with you this poem, "Behold this Heart" by Sr. Jordan Rose, S.V. 

Sr. Jordan wrote this poem based off of this painting. 

This painting was painted by our beautiful and talked friend Erin. I listed her website and pictures from her event with Sr. Jordan.

This painting touched my heart as I wrote and shared my Prayer for Hope. 

We didn't plan it that way, the Holy Spirit inspired both of us at different times in different places. 

I love this poem and this painting and wanted to share it with all of you. 

Thank you for sharing your beautiful artwork, Erin! 

Thank you Sr. Jordan for sharing your poem. 

Behold this Heart. 

The Greatest of These (Behold this Heart)

               By Sr. Jordan Rose S.V.

Burning

    Bleeding 

Broken

    Blooming 

Bearing and 

    Believing 

All things

Behold this    

    Heart 

Hear it 

    beat

at the 

    feet 

of her Son's 

    cross 

Pondering

Promises  

Proclaimed and 

Preserved 

    long--

        ago

 no 

    questions 

asked 

    this

her 

task 

to stand 

    in the 

darkness of faith 

    with Him 

Behold this 

    Heart 

Hoping

enduring

    all things

Even here

    Even now 

Fiat

    unto 

death

her every 

breath 

a 

song of 

silent 

surrender 

               to mystery 

Oh 

    blessed 

            is she

who believed

    Behold this 

    Heart 

Who believed

Behold this heart 

Not 

    resisting 

not 

    insisting 

On its own

    Way 

        will 

            plan

No 

    She stands 

for by the 

    cross of Jesus 

Stood

    His mother

            no other

place

    could bear

pulse

    of her

Burning

Bleeding

Broken

Blooming

    heart

Beating with His

    Beating with His

        Beating with His

to the

last

    at last

His hour

has come

    Woman

Behold your

    Son

She will not leave

    Him orphan

Behold this

    Heart

Her faith

    Her hope

        Her love

Oh

    the greatest of loves

remains

Proclaims

    This is my Beloved Son

No speech

    No word

No voice is heard

No sign

    of spirit

as dove

    but

Her love

    Never fails

For there is no fear

in love

Burning

Bleeding

Broken 

Blooming

    Bearing

        and

Believing

all things.

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