Blessed is the man that hears me,
and that watches daily at my gates,
and waits at the posts of my doors.
He that shall find me, shall find life,
and shall have salvation from the Lord.
Hear and let it penetrate into your heart, my dear little son: Let nothing discourage you, nothing depress you. Let nothing alter your heart or your countenance. Also, do not fear any illness or vexation, anxiety or pain. Am I not here who am your mother? Are you not under my shadow and protection? Am I not your fountain of life? Are you not in the folds of my mantle, in the crossing of my arms? Is there anything else that you need? ~~Words of Our Lady of Guadalupe to St. Juan Diego, Dec. 12, 1531
I love you, dear Mary, and I thank you for being our Mother Most Wonderful!