An apt video and hymn for today as we look out on the snow, beautiful to our eyes but deadly to the poor. In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, long ago. Our God, heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain; Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign. In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ. Enough for Him, Whom cherubim, worship night and day, Breastful of milk, and a mangerful of hay; Enough for Him, Whom angels fall before, The ox and ass and camel which adore. Angels and archangels may have gathered there, Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air; But His mother only, in her maiden bliss, Worshipped the beloved with a kiss. What can I give Him, poor as I am? If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb; If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part; Yet what I can I give Him: give my heart
Hi - I guess it's just to keep in your wallet, but keeping it easy to 'break plastic in case of emergency' and wear it round your neck!
ReplyDeleteTwo awesome stories about the MM are the famous one about Alphonse Ratisbonne, and this more recent one: http://www.mysticsofthechurch.com/2011/12/miraculous-story-of-claude-newman-his.html
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Thanks for the comment UUS!
ReplyDeleteI did find Claude Newman's story when rummaging about the internet for information on the Miraculous Medal - very encouraging!