Love Mary!

"Love Mary! She is loveable, faithful, constant. She will never let herself be outdone in love, but will ever remain supreme. If you are in danger, she will hasten to free you. If you are troubled, she will console you. If you are sick, she will bring you relief. If you are in need, she will help you. She does not look to see what kind of person you have been. She simply comes to a heart that wants to love her."
— St. Gabriel Possenti of Our Lady of Sorrows

Fatima, the Assassination attempt and the secret

 

Pope John Paul II had asked to read the third secret after the attempt on his life on May 13, 1981, and today the bullet that was extracted from his abdomen forms part of the crown of the statue of the Virgin, to whom he also offered the ring of Cardinal Stefan Wyszyński (former Primate of Poland). Indeed, on May 13, 1981, at 5:17 pm, the hand of Ali Agca pulled the trigger but "someone else" diverted the bullet, in the opinion of John Paul II himself, who saw the intervention of the Virgin Mary: it was the feast of Our Lady of Fatima. Blessed John Paul II also wished that the text of the secret be published on May 13, 2000, for the beatification of the two young shepherds Jacinta and Francisco. The message of the Virgin Mary was entrusted to the third visionary, Lucia, who became a Carmelite nun in Coïmbra and died not long before John Paul II, on February 13, 2005. In this visit, John Paul II gave the ring that Cardinal Stefan Wyszynski had given him to the Virgin of Fatima, on which the words Totus Tuus (totally yours) were inscribed.

May God add to my Rosary what is missing

 

Queen of the Holy Rosary, pray for us, that God may add what is missing to this modest Rosary prayer of his humble servant. You were the one who gave me this handful of wooden beads in the year of my conversion, in 1905. I remember experiencing God's presence in the courtyard of the hospital, in the naïve marching band, the bending movement of the crops under the gentle breeze, and the women who, when they saw the approaching monstrance, would kneel and bend their heads like mown hay. I have prayed my Rosary. I am pressing its simple cross as I am writing this. I know how much strength I have drawn from it since the day that I thought I was going to die, until now that, filled with eternal life and confidence, I am listening to the song of the wind. (…) I will praise my God, and before him I will press my heart against the earth. This handful of beads, O Virgin Mary, is the humble sheaf of wheat it has yielded.