The Monthly Note 
      May 2010
       EVOCATIONS
      by Jacques Sylvestre, OP
      O Mary…pray for us who have recourse to thee! 
      One day, Jean  Mermoz, a pioneer of transatlantic postal flights, was in serious danger. His  airplane, a frail one from the early stages of flight, was being shaken like  straw in a terrible storm. Without help, nor communication, Mermoz briefly heard  crackle his onboard radio. A short, barely audible message: « Jean, I’m here.  It’s mom! ».  His courage came back with  the audacity to finish his most dangerous adventure.
       One day, the  disciples were rowing on the raging waters of   lake Capharnaüm. In spite of their long experience, fear had gotten to  them.  Jesus, was sleeping in the  boat.  They woke Him up:  «Lord, we are perishing!»  And Jesus answered them: « Man of so little  faith !». And then he stood up and rebuked the winds and the sea; and there was  a great calm.
       On the way to  Calvary, a delirious crowd shouts down at a condemned man staggering under the  weight of his cross.  On the side of the  road, some women are observing.  One of  them cuts through the crowd to wipe the blood covered face of the condemned  man.  At the summit, the crowd, tired of  screaming and vexed by the fate of the one they had once placed their trust,  abandons and disperses.  At the foot of  the cross, where her son is agonizing, stands a woman, like Mermoz’s mother in  the storm. Mary is there, ready to receive in her arms the body of her executed  son.
       Presently, the  Church is sailing in rough seas.  Wave  after wave of  sexual abuse accusations beat  against its flanks. Many Christians apostatize , some criticize the Church with  their sarcasms.  Priests and bishops are  accused.  Even the Pope is not out of  their reach.
       In these stormy  days, just like the disciples in their boat, may the Virgin Mary permit us to  believe to the end in the reality of her Church, mystical body of her son,  Jesus.
       With Mary and  Jesus, let us pray that our faith does not falter.