God’s incomprehensible love and mercy centred in the rosary moves through our fingers bead by bead, longing by longing, settling into our soul.
As the spleandor of Fall yields to November’s ascetic silence of leafless trees whispering psalms of praise let’s pray rosaries amid golden leaves falling. Pray and move bead to bead, Hail Mary to Hail Mary tucked within her warm and protective mantle. I like to rest on still water praying in the silent air.
Recall the Mass of Our Lady Of The Rosary. Jesus teaches the disciples to pray the Our Father.
The majesty and love of the Father shine in his will to be “done on earth as in heaven.” His nature is mercy, and he calls us to be merciful: “Forgive us our sins as we forgive those who have sinned against us.”
Our Father ties each decade of praise to Mary, who gave the Father her whole-hearted yes to become our Merciful Saviour in her womb. “…and blessed is the fruit of your womb, Jesus.” He flooded Galilee with mercy, and coated the cross with his blood, asking our Father at the hour of his death, “Forgive them, Father, for they do not know what they are doing.”
Between each Our Father, we ask Mary ten times, “pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death.”
St Pio of Pietrelcina called the rosary his weapon.
One time while sick, he was unable to find his rosary, so he called Fr. Onorato of San Giovanni Rotondo, saying, “Young man, get me my weapon; give me my weapon.”
If he were alive during the Coronavirus war, Padre Pio would tell us what weapon we need to defeat the enemy. Why this weapon? Because the rosary leads our attention away from any external enemy, focusing our mind on sin and God’s mercy, which conquers everything, death being His last enemy.
Through the Rosary the faithful receive abundant grace, as though from the very hands of the Mother of the Redeemer. Pope St. John Paul II, (Rosarium Virginis Mariae)