by Fr. Peter
Richard Kenrick (1840)
“Thou art my
refuge.” — Psalm xxx.4
In
the Old Law, God appointed cities of refuge, to which such of the Jews, as
through inadvertence should have killed a man, might flee from the indignation
of his relatives; who otherwise might listen more to the voice of passion than
to the dictates of justice, and inflict on him a greater punishment than his
crime deserved. The judges of the city, in which the homicide had taken refuge,
having examined into the matter, were, either to deliver him up to the
relatives of the deceased, should they find that the murder was the effect of
deliberate malice, or, if otherwise, preserve him from their blind fury. Mary
has been always considered the refuge of sinners. St. Irenaeus says, that she
is the “advocate of Eve,” — that is, that she, the Mother of God, is an
intercessor with her Divine Son, for the children of the guilty mother of
mankind. Hence St John of Damascus, speaking in the person of the Blessed
Virgin, says: “I am a city of refuge for all who flee to me.” What a
consolation for us poor sinners, to know that we have this powerful advocate to
plead for us; that this city of God, of which such glorious things are said, is
ever open to receive us, and protect us within its precincts, from the just
anger of God! “We praise her humility,” says St. Bernard, “we admire
her virginity; but her mercy is sweeter to the unfortunate; we cling more
tenderly to her mercy; we remember it more frequently; we invoke it more
unceasingly."
We
read in history, that a noble lady received under her protection an unfortunate
man, who declared himself to be guilty of homicide, through the sudden impulse
of passion. What was her horror on discovering that she sheltered the murderer
of her own son! This did not, however, make her forget her promise, or prevent
her from pitying the misfortune of him who had inflicted so severe a wound on
her heart. Alas! How can we read this affecting instance of magnanimity, and
not think on Mary, the refuge of sinners! We have slain her beloved Son;
because it was our sins that crucified him, and not the cruelty or malice of
the Jews. We have done this — not under the sudden and maddening influence of
passion, but coolly and deliberately, with a full knowledge of the act we did,
of its heinousness in the sight of God, and of the awful consequences in which
it involved us. And we have done this, not once, or twice, or thrice, but
numberless times; for as often as we have offended God by mortal sin, so often
have we “crucified the Son of God, and make a mockery of him.” (Hebrews
vi. 6) And yet, notwithstanding our accustomed guilt, Mary stretches forth her
hands to receive us, and shelter us from the wrath we so justly deserve. She is
that affectionate mother of Thecuah, who appeared before David to implore his
mercy for her unhappy child, who had slain his brother, and whose punishment
would but add grief to her grief, and deprive her of her only surviving
comfort. (2 Kings xiv) Mary, indeed, cannot now feel grief; but her charity for
souls, redeemed by the blood of her Divine Son, is so great, that, she asks for
each one who flees to her for refuge, with all the earnestness of a mother
pleading for her only child. “Go,” says St. Bernard, “to the Mother
of mercy, and show her the wounds sin has afflicted on thee, and she will,
powerfully intercede for thee. The Son will certainly listen to His Mother.”
“By her,” says St. Chrysostom, “we obtain the pardon of our sins.”
It
is impossible for us to conceive the extent of Mary's merciful disposition
towards us. The Saints of ancient, as well as of modern, times have celebrated
her clemency. “Mary,” says St. Leo, “is so endued with feelings of
compassion, that she not only deserves to be called merciful, but even mercy
itself.” “Mary,” says St Gregory the Great, “by how much she is
higher and holier than we are, is more clement and compassionate to converted
sinners.” “O Virgin,” cries out St Bernard, “the judge and the
culprit are both thy children; thou canst not suffer any discord between them.”
In a word, the history of the church, as well as the writings of the great men
who have in every age illustrated it, attest the wonderful influence of Mary's
intercession on behalf of poor sinners. Those who have returned to God after
having wearied themselves in the ways of iniquity, have found by experience how
efficacious was their confidence in Mary's mercy, and how much their hopes of
pardon were strengthened, when they looked up to this refuge of sinners. They
felt that God could not reject the prayers of one so holy and so merciful, even
when offered up for persons so unworthy as they knew themselves to be. We must,
however, guard against a most dangerous illusion. It would not be confidence in
Mary, but the most flagrant abuse of her goodness, to make it a motive for
deferring our conversion. Mary is, indeed, the refuge of sinners, but it is of
those who are resolved to fly to her, by renouncing sin and doing penance for
it. To entertain other sentiments, — to suppose that we could please her, while
we displease God, or are not seriously resolved to serve Him, would be
presumption, the more dangerous, as it would seem to reckon on some
extraordinary instances of her wonderful influence in the conversion of dying
sinners, which are narrated in well-attested histories. God, in His inscrutable
counsels, sometimes works a miracle of mercy, as in the case of the dying
thief; but this is not the ordinary course of His providence. Mary has
sometimes obtained the grace of perfect conversion for sinners, to all human
appearance, the most unworthy of it. These instances are, however, exceptions
to the general ways of providence; and are afforded us by God, to repel
despair, and not to encourage presumption.
EXAMPLE
Whoever
has had the grievous misfortune to offend God, cannot do better than fly to
Mary, in a spirit of penance, to obtain through her, reconciliation with God.
Among the innumerable examples of this truth, which the annals of the church
record, that of St. Mary, of Egypt, is particularly remarkable. This celebrated
penitent was born in Egypt in the fourth century, and was converted from a
sinful course of life in a very remarkable manner. She devoted the remainder of
her days to the practice of the most austere penance, as she related in the
following manner to the Abbot Zosimus, who met her by chance in the desert.
In
the twelfth year of her age, contrary to the will of her parents, she came to
Alexandria; where she spent seventeen years in the habitual commission of every
base and degrading crime. She one day saw crowds embarking for Jerusalem, to
celebrate the festival of the exaltation of the Holy Cross; she accompanied
them, and during the journey continued her irregularities. On arriving at
Jerusalem, she mingled with the crowd that flocked to the church where the Holy
Cross was to be publicly exposed; when she arrived at the porch, she attempted
to enter with the rest, but felt herself restrained by an irresistible power.
This happened three or four times. She was much moved; and not doubting but
that her sinfulness was the cause why she was not permitted to enter the
church, she burst into tears. While she lingered about the church-door, sighing
and weeping, and beating her breast in a spirit of compunction, she looked up
to a picture of the Mother of God, painted on the wall. The sight encouraged
her, and she addressed the Refuge of sinners, in these words: “Holy Virgin,
Mother of God, I know that the sins in which I live render me unworthy to look
up to thee. Thou art a pure and spotless Virgin. Thou who art so pure and holy
must have a horror for a soul, so immersed in guilt as mine is. However, I have
always heard that the Saviour, whom thou hadst the happiness to bear in thy
virginal womb, came into this world to call sinners to penance. I implore thee
to assist me in my distress. Permit me to enter the church, O Queen of Heaven!
Grant that, although unworthy, I may be allowed to enter, that I may not be
deprived of the happiness of seeing that precious cross, on which thy son
poured forth all His blood: I promise thee, in the name of the same Redeemer,
never more to relapse into my heinous offences. As soon as I shall have seen
the cross, I will abandon all, and go wheresoever thou, O Holy Virgin, my
advocate and intercessor, wilt tell me.”
Having
finished this prayer, she felt within herself great confidence. She made
another effort to enter the church, and did not experience the least
difficulty. She reverenced the holy cross, cast herself on her knees, and
amidst abundance of tears, kissed the ground of the holy places; being deeply
touched with the thought of God's mercy and goodness in receiving sinners,
whenever they return to Him in a spirit of penance. Having satisfied her
devotion, she returned to the image of the holy Virgin, and kneeling down
before it, returned thanks for the grace she had obtained through her, and
besought her direction in her design of doing penance and reforming her life.
While she thus poured out her soul before the image of Mary, she heard a voice,
as if from a distance, saying: “If you will pass the Jordan, you shall find
rest.” She immediately arose, and turning her weeping eyes to the picture,
said: “Virgin of Virgins, through whom salvation has been brought to man, do
not abandon me: I beseech thee grant me this favour." She immediately
hurried to pass the Jordan, and buried hereelf in the wildest part of the
desert, where she spent forty-seven years, in the practice of the most severe
austerities. During many years, she was exposed to the most violent temptations
from the infernal enemy of her soul, but always was assisted and sustained by
Mary. “In all my combats,” — said she herself to the Abbot Zosimus — “I
raised my heart to that immaculate Virgin, who had been so merciful to me; I
begged her to assist me in my penance and solitude, and she has never forsaken
me. She has been my protectress in all my difficulties,” The holy penitent
at length obtained, through the intercession of Mary, the grace to receive from
the above-named Abbot Zosimus, the last sacraments at her death, and thus
passed from the desert which had been the witness of her extraordinary
austerities, to that paradise, which God has prepared — not for those who
imagine that they are rich in virtue and stand in need of nothing — but for the
publicans and sinners who return to Him by a sincere repentance.
PRAYER
O
Mother of Mercy! Thou dost not repel any one who flies to thee for refuge. The
greatest sinners are received by thee, when, in the spirit of penance, and with
a contrite and humble heart, they fly to thee for help. Thou dost interpose
between them and between Jesus, thy divine Son, our Lord and Judge: Thou dost
shield them from the inflictions of his severe justice: Thou dost defend them
against all the attacks of the infernal enemy: Thou expellest from their souls
unbelief and perplexity, and dost infuse into their hearts the vivifying balm
of hope. O Sacred Refuge of Sinners! Hoow many sinners hast thou rescued from
the power of hell; how many hast thou brought over to penance and change of
life! Compassionate me also: to thee do I cry, a poor, banished child of Eve.
Obtain for me compunction for my sins, and the grace never more to commit them.
Reconcile me with thy divine Son; and present me to him in the hour of my
death. Amen.
PRACTICE
Recommend
to the heart of Mary some one of your friends, whom you know to be living in
the habit of mortal sin, or in the neglect of the positive duties of religion.
ASPIRATION
Let
those be silent in thy praise, O Sacred Refuge of Sinners, who have not
experienced thy mercy! — Saint Bernard
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