I remember my sons’ births and their small warm bodies next to mine. In the touch of their soft skin I felt God’s love for me and through me in new ways.
For my mother and for the gift of being a mother, I give thanks. For the maternal love of God which has touched my life is so many ways, I give thanks.
Mary gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in bands of cloth. Luke 2:7
Invitation to Pray:
Recall with each of your senses a moment near to a birth that is meaningful. As you re-member that experience, what prayers are emerging in your body, mind, heart, and imagination? Pray them now.
Small twelfth-century capital sculptures (1145) that line the west wall, just above the doorways at the Chartres Cathedral in France.
The Visitation is also depicted in the Life of Mary Window (13th century).
Other posts in this series on the sculptures of the west capital frieze:
(1) The Pain of Infertility
(2) Needing To Think These Over
(3) When Things Change
(4) Mary’s Birth (First Bath)
(5) Mary Taken to the Temple
(6) Mary and Joseph Meet and Mary
(7) Mary Greeting Elizabeth (The Visitation)