Precious Moments :: On the Feast of Bl. Miguel Pro
To be Christ’s page at the altar, to serve Him freely there,
Where even the angels falter, bowed low in reverent prayer.
To touch the throne most holy, to hand the gifts for the feast,
To see Him meekly, lowly, descend at the word of a priest.
To hear man’s poor petition, to sound the silver bell,
When He in sweet submission, comes down with us to dwell.
No grander mission surely could saints or men enjoy;
No heart should love more purely than yours, my altar boy.
God bless you, lad, forever, and keep you in His care,
And guard you that you never belie the robes you wear.
For white bespeaks untainted a heart both tried and true;
And red tells love the sainted and holy martyrs knew.
Throughout life, then, endeavor God’s graces to employ;
And be in heart forever a holy altar boy.
*This morning Snuggles served his very first Mass, alongside his older brothers! We have been very blessed with a dear retired priest in our area who has allowed our boys to start serving Mass for him, on Friday mornings, at the age of five!
Prayer of Mothers
Father in heaven, grant me the grace to appreciate the dignity which you have conferred on me. Let me realize that not even the Angels have been blessed with such a privilege—to share in your creative miracle and bring new Saints to heaven. Make me a good mother to all my children after the example of Mary, the Mother of your Son. Through the intercession of Jesus and Mary I ask your continued blessings on my family. Let us all be dedicated to your service on earth and attain the eternal happiness of your kingdom in heaven. Amen.