From your womb, most Holy and Sovereign Theotokos,
Mary---Mother of God; Mother of Christ; Mother of Jesus---
the greatest and most glorious Star, the Bright One, the
Morning One, has emerged to achieve and accomplish the
redemption of His People; He, Who by His Death has
trampled down and stomped to fragments the claims of
Sin, Death, and the Grave upon all of us who look to
Him, and believe upon Him, for the certainty of assured
Salvation. In the infinite effulgence of His Mercy
toward us, He has proven His love for you, His Blessed
Mother, by the Graces He has given you to distribute
among the Orthodox Christian people who rejoice with
you in Him.
Starward-Led
This comment is intended as a compliment not a sarcasm.
This poem reminds me of sermons delivered by Monsignor McCallum when I was a kid. Spirituality rolled off his tounge and covered you like a morning dew.
I do not deserve such a
I do not deserve such a compliment!
Starward-Led (in Chrismation, Januarius)
You do not have to be humble about this poem.
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Thank you!
Thank you!
Starward-Led (in Chrismation, Januarius)