Day 18 Glorious Mysteries-------The Rose of Hildesheim_
How did I not know about this; about this wonderful rose bush that has been blooming in Germany for over a thousand years ? It hugs the wall of an old cathedral in Hildesheim and although the church was destroyed in a bombing raid in World War 11, this rose bush managed to survive.
I have to tell my granddaughter about it. She and I talk about important things . I want her to know about this Cathedral which is dedicated to Our Lady's Assumption into Heaven and this rose bush which has survived for so long.She is five years old; will a thousand years mean much to her?
I try to imagine the strength of this particular bush that blooms and thrives.
The Feast of the Assumption is celebrated by the Church on August 15th which is also my Maddie's birthday.I can't tell you how beautiful Maddie is with her big black eyes, her long black wavy hair and her serious look. She will be getting a colorful wooden child's rosary for her birthday .At Mass last Sunday, I suggested that she talk to Mary in her mind. She looked puzzled and then said ;"show me".So I closed my eyes and talked to my Mother and wondered if she could understand what I was doing. She, Mary and I have this connection ..
I am sure that I will never see the wonderful German rose bush but knowing it is there gives me inordinate pleasure.To complete the circle, my mother, whose green and gold beads were never far from her hands, passed away on the feast of the Assumption, August 15th, in 1996.
As we approach the green sward that leads to the cathedral wall,; I hold an old gnarled hand and a sweet smooth one. We approach with quiet reverence. Although Maddie is only a little girl, she is subdued as if she knows we are doing something special. My mother knows that this moment means so much to me and I am so happy that she is with us. We bow at the beauty and hardiness of this plant and ask that it will continue to thrive and I pray this in gratitude:
"Mary, protect my sweet girl, hold her to your breast and guide her life. I am so glad that she is my granddaughter. For my mother of the green beads, eternal gratitude for her faithfulness to your Son. For your unexpected entrance into my life, Mary, I consecrate myself to you."