Hello all. May the Lord continue to inspire His Mystical Body with love and hope! I have total appreciation for all of the blessings in my life that have originated by the love and friendship found within the MDM. Many months ago, Keith Doucette sent me an email invitation to join in a men’s Friday morning Rosary with the Paradisus Dei ministry. Outside of the great Rosary cenacle of the MDM, this is the only other group that I have joined, and I am in awe and feel blessed to see over 400 men praying together first thing in the morning (630am CST).
On one occasion, Fr. Peter Towsley, the Chaplain of the organisation, asked us prior to the Rosary to visualize ourselves within the context of each mystery, to put ourselves right there with the Lord during His passion. This made me smile, as often during my own private prayer time I was already trying to do this as best as I could. Two very beautiful “visions” occurred for me, and I barely was able to get through sharing the first with the group during the share time after prayer time. They happened during the mysteries of the scourging at the pillar and the crucifixion.
Jesus was being beaten, hands tied and stretched above Him at the pillar. When I try to “see” the events of the mysteries, I typically see them from a distant vantage point, buried in the crowd, hidden behind a bush, or in the shadows of that cold, dim lit stable. Our Lord found me amongst that mob, I feel as though it was about half way through His severe torture. His eyes met mine as I crouched down further, in a useless effort to try not to be seen. I could not look away, which the fearful and guilty majority of me wanted to do. To my utter amazement, Jesus in deep pain still had a very recognizable level of love in His eyes. And then our Lord winked at me. With His right eye, amidst the lashes, He was trying to comfort me and did, with an indescribable sense that everything was going to be alright! My mind went racing and almost immediately I recognized this same love and care in His words to the crying women of Jerusalem. I discovered, by His grace, that tears of Joy can still be had even with tears of sorrow, because I was a mess directly after His wink, though it was no longer one emotion but many.
The Lord did it to me again when I was kneeling at the foot of the cross. I was not directly under Him but somewhat closer than usual. His ravaged head was hanging down, eyes were barely open. Although He wasn’t looking directly at me, I just knew He was aware of my presence. I was crying, both in my imagination and sitting in that chair at that moment. Jesus raised His head slowly, from looking down and to the left, to slightly up and to the right. He simply said, “Mother”. With this, Mother Mary left St. John’s arms, walked about ten paces over to me, stood behind me and put her hands on my shoulders. I turned around to my left and hugged her tight, my arms wrapped round the back of her knees. I lost it. The Two Heart are One!
May God continue to bless us all and this world!!!
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Thank you Chris for sharing your experience praying The Rosary. I found it quite moving.
Thank you Chris. Every word in this testimony touched my ❤. There are times when I feel alone in my spiritual life as I continue to pray for my family's conversion. Being part of MDM has given me so much renewed faith and strength .
May God continue to bless each and every one of us.
Wow!
Dear Chris, thank you for sharing such a moving experience. The Love of the Lord and Our Lady cannot be measured or imagined in our fallen human nature, but your experience and description of it opened my eyes to the magnitude of it!
Thank you too for your ‘rosary‘ videos. They are a work of art for the eye and the soul.
Big hugs and blessings! Linda