“My dear Son, i adore you”
Yesterday, I took another Rosary walk, and I was praying the Joyful Mysteries. For the second time in a month, when I meditated on the Presentation, I saw Mother Mary holding her infant son, Jesus.
The first time, she was in a heavenly place, all white with a translucent, opaque, frameless sort of window behind her and standing on a multi-stepped white platform and dressed in a flowing, floor-length white gown with a light blue mantel draped over her head and flowing downward (similar to the statue in my own parish, but much more elegant and realistic). She looked at me, and she offered the infant Jesus to me to hold in my arms. She was trusting me with her baby Jesus. I took Him and cuddled Him in my arms and then gave Him back to her. This was a precious experience, not only because He is Precious, but because I have no children of my own. Most often, when I contemplate God, especially in the Holy Spirit, I know His Preciousness…so very, very precious and sweet to my soul. This sentiment has been foreign to me all of my life until these most recent years.
“You make me so very happy”
The second time, yesterday, I saw Mother Mary, wearing a royal blue mantel this time, standing and holding the infant Jesus in her arms. But, this time, she was standing next to St. Joseph I presume, and they were waiting outside the Temple in the bright sunlight. Mother Mary was cradling and swinging Jesus back and forth in her arms while looking down at Him. She was very happy, and the day was very bright. And then she looked directly at me, from about 30 feet away, and she smiled at me. It was a huge smile, and I felt this smile in my heart, and it was like a welling up of joy. And she did it again, and I could not help but also smile and laugh in joy with her.
If anyone saw me at that time, they would have no idea why I was laughing! I can imagine that they would think that I might have a mental health issue; I even considered that myself – “Here I am laughing out loud spontaneously, but just walking along by myself with my dog. I must look crazy!”
I needed this. How merciful and delightful this vision was for me. May you also receive them, and more.