Looking up, it’s a dark and rainy day, thick clouds, fog, spitting mist, heavy intermittent drops. But then, looking down, just outside the church, radiant, glorious, soaking it all in as a veritable source of light and clarity and freshness…
℣ Rorate coeli desuper et nubes pluant justum
(Drop down dew, ye heavens, from above, and let the clouds rain the just)
℟ Aperiatur terra et germinet salvatorem
(Let the earth be opened and send forth a Savior).
Surely an appropriate flower for the Immaculate Conception this immaculate Lenten purple bloom. “Outside” for now. The high holy feast days will come when the church is bursting with flowers.
It seems that the Word of God, Creator of the Universe, had His own mother in mind when bringing forth such gentle extravagance.