One day, without knocking, Jesus chooses to reveal Himself to the little bird in some circumstance of its life. The calling is different for each creature, unique as we are. For some of us, it is the intervention of His Blessed Mother which reveals the path to Him. This is the calling of little bird: to be picked up and cleaned so as to be presentable to the King of Heaven. Little bird yearns: "O purify me, then I shall be clean. O wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow." (1)

We know that Our Lady is present to intercede for us as our spiritual Mother, and for those of us who revere her as our spiritual Mother, she never fails us. "Seeing his mother there with the disciple whom he loved, Jesus said to his mother, "Woman, there is your son." In turn he said to the disciple, "There is your mother." (2)

I pray that Our Lady may beckon you to her Son, as little bird discovered.

The Lady's Gentle Hand

The gracious Lady stooped to reach
A wretched bird strewn on the beach.
Battered with oil, grease, and silt;
Weathered by world; gouged by guilt.

The gracious One takes bird in hand
Without a glove; without demand.
Shelters it from the scorching heat
In mantle warm, fragrant, sweet.

Gentle hand: vigorous cleaning;
Little beak: rigorous preening.
Offered to the Great Physician;
Anointing Chrism of Salvation.

From crude to Chrism; silt to Sublime:
Eternity reached down into time.

(c) Paul Buis, 2000

1. Psalms 52: 9
2. John 19:26-27

image (c) Tricia Of The Sacred Wounds Of Jesus, 2006