My Lady,

 

Throughout the course of my life,

your presence has been a thread

that weaves together my brokenness,

and leads me always deeper into the heart of your Son.

 

Come, my lady, into the very depths of my heart;

where there is brokenness, mend the pain with your love.

Where there is disorder, order me again toward your son.

Enflame in my heart a desire only to know him,

to know his will for me, and for the power to carry it out.

 

Lend me your heart my Lady, that I may love like you do,

and receive your son in the Eucharist in proper grace and with loving devotion.

Lend me your heart so that when I lack courage, or trust, I can use some of yours.

When I have anxiety about my future, or guilt and shame about my past,

I can encounter you in today, so that you can lead me to Jesus who holds out his waiting heart.

 

I ask that you take all my prayers, works, and sufferings of this day,

and offer them to your son on my behalf,

and perfect the gift that from me alone would most assuredly be broken.

 

Wrap my family in the mantle of your maternal love.

 

Bring hope to the hopeless, strengthen the discouraged, and comfort the sorrowful.

Show those who struggle with addiction the road to recovery,

and in it may they find true serenity and peace.

 

Protect your precious sons in the priesthood of Christ,

inspire those in formation,

and guide the hearts of those in discernment.

 

Help me to turn every day of my life over to his merciful care, like you did,

so that one day I may see you face to face,

and join you in his glory,

where Jesus is Lord forever and ever.

 

Amen.