Three Words Meditation

The first word; “Passion”.

The first thing that came to me was the song, “Pass It On”.  It is almost the letters in Pass/i/on.  “That’s how it is with God’s love, once you’ve experienced it.  You spread His love, to everyone, you want to pass it on”.  Passion comes from the overflowing cup of God’s love.  You can’t help it.  Once it runs over it spills out to all.  You can’t give what you don’t have.  It spills out to everyone.

 

Then a rock song came to mind….it was performed by the group Survivor.   With just a few word changes it echoes the struggle in my heart to surrender and the passion that consumes me that comes from my Mother’s love.  I have never had lyrics that express my passion for where I am going at this point.  Here they are.  If you go to You Tube, you can listen to, “I Can’t Hold Back” by Survivor and sing these lyrics.  It’s my “passion” for this consecration said in such powerful words and hard hitting music. 

 

There's a story in my eyes
Turn the pages of desire
Now it's time to trade those dreams
For the rush of passion's fire

I can feel a tremble from your touch
And I feel the hand of God
Reaching out to all of us

I've been holding back the night
I've been searching for a sign from you
I'm gonna try with all my might
To let your will for me come true

Can you feel a tremble from her touch?
Can you feel the hands of God?
Reaching out to all of us?
This love from her can't wait

I can't hold back, I'm on the edge (I can't hold back)
You voice explodes inside my head
I can't hold back, I won't back down
Because it's too late to turn back now

Another shooting star goes by
And in the night her whisper speaks to you and I
And now the time has come at last
Don't let this moment go too fast

I can feel a tremble from your touch
And I feel the hand of God
Reaching out to all of us

There's a story in my eyes
Turn the pages of desire
Now it's time to trade those dreams
For the rush of passion's fire

I can't hold back, I'm on the edge (I can't hold back)
Your voice explodes inside my head
I can't hold back, I won't back down
Because it's too late to turn back now

I can feel a tremble from your touch
And I feel the hand of God
Reaching out to all of us
This love from her can't wait

I can't hold back (x4)

 

Then the second word, “Baptism”. 

As I meditated and said the rosary decade I was suddenly transported back in time to the moment of my baptism.  It was as if I was a spectator seeing me, a dark-haired baby in a white dress, being baptized.  At that moment our Mother comes up and she takes me in her arms.  She cradles me to her, snuggling me and smiling down at my face.  My eyes look into hers and she then gently holds me up to heaven where there are endless throngs of people looking down.  She says that another child is part of our family and everyone in heaven cheers and sings and celebrates. 

 

She tells me that this is done at every baptism.  All of heaven sings, cheers, and shouts.  She said that even though my childhood was filled with the realization I was unwanted and no sense of family was ever felt, I had a family who cherished and loved me and a heavenly family who was excited at my baptism. 

 

When I started this journey and read about baptism I remember thinking how that just doesn’t resonate with me.  My dad changed churches and religions like socks and I was “baptized” dozens of times and it became a ways to join the latest religious fad of my father.  Those memories were somewhat painful so I never embraced my baptism as a one-month-old infant in the Lutheran Church.  It never meant anything to me. 

 

I am finding that I can reclaim that special moment and the Blessed Mother knew I desperately needed healing in that area too.  The healings are coming faster and faster and I am dizzy with delight and happiness. 

 

 

The third word, “Gift”.

I was thinking of the gift Jesus gave in giving us His Mother to take care of and love us.  She aches to be in a relationship with us.  While she wants to lead us to her Son she also longs to have a relationship with us, to be our Mom.  Then she told me that being in a relationship with her is the greatest gift we can give.  She sees us as a gift to her.  She treasures us and then leads us to the greatest gift of all, Jesus and his gift of salvation on the cross. 

 

 

I had a hard time going to sleep because of all she gave me.  I have been praying several times a day and what little I give her she multiplies times ten and pours it back on me.  I am so eager to be consecrated to her and to eventually receive her blue scapular and pledge myself to spread her message of love.  She is my greatest treasure second only to our God.  She leads me to Him in ways I could have never imagined.  I never dreamed this would finally happen to me.  I am in a blissful freefall into the arms of our Mother.