Dear Lady of Fatima Mommy,
It’s been years since I last went back to see you. I still remember that time, a younger man full of himself, brought low upon the Penitential Way with skinned knees.
Some things have changed since then. I’m not as sprightly, not as fiery, a lot more cheerful. I spend more time contemplating the Word of our God now, but since I barely looked at the Bible back then, that’s not exactly a major feat.
But some things haven’t changed. I still have angry thoughts at those who inconvenience others, I still fail to act when such things happen, and I still distract myself with unnecessary activities, instead of spending more time adoring and contemplating the Love poured out for us by your most precious Son, Jesus Christ.
Mommy, every time you appear on this earth, your message has always been the same: Turn to Jesus. Help me do what you want me to do, and remind me always to seek God in everything.
Love you always, Mommy. See you soon.
Your wayward son,
Adrian
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Blessed Mother’s Day in advance, to all mothers and godmothers past, present and future! May you always know the love of your children and godchildren, and always seek the Love of God in everything.
Amen.