Reflection 5.8.16

And you,
Jesus,
are you not also a mother?
Are you not like a mother hen
gathering her chicks
under her wings?

Truly,
Jesus,
you are a mother,
for all those in labor
and all who are born
are eagerly welcomed
into your gentle arms.

And you,
my soul,
run underneath the feathers
of Jesus your mother;
pour out your griefs
under her wings

And ask
Jesus
the great mother
that in her sweet mercy
your wounds may be healed
and in that comfort
you may live again.

Christ, my mother
you still gather
all of your children in;
So, now I
place myself
underneath those wings.

So now I
place myself
underneath your wings.

~Christopher Grundy, based on Anselm of Canterbury (12th century)

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