Flores for the Immaculate Conception (cold, dark and stormy night edition)

immaculate-mary-statue-rectorySeen on the front steps of the rectory this cold and dark and post-storm early morning, the flowers popping out from underneath the snow (just above her right hand).

She very much likes to shower graces upon us as snow by way of her intercession for us, her perfect petition under the cross to be in solidarity with her divine Son, who himself gives us of those graces directly, of course, as that involves the indwelling of the Most Holy Trinity.

For those more well-read than this most un-well-read priest in the world, the “dark and stormy night” thing might call to mind Sir Edward George Earle Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton. The problem I have is that that actually sounds like good writing to me, though others think it to be vomitingly melodramatic. For me, it congers up two other images. One is of Snoopy sitting atop his dog-house with a typewriter, forever and repeatedly beginning a new novel starting with the words “It was a dark and stormy night.” The other is most magnificent, that of Mount Sinai at the giving of the ten commandments:

“There were peals of thunder and lightning, and a heavy cloud over the mountain, and a very loud trumpet blast, so that all the people in the camp trembled. But Moses led the people out of the camp to meet God, and they stationed themselves at the foot of the mountain. Mount Sinai was all wrapped in smoke, for the LORD came down upon it in fire. The smoke rose from it as though from a furnace, and the whole mountain trembled violently” (Exodus 19:16-18).

The dark, the storm, the earthquake, all of it was repeated on Mount Calvary, where stood our Lady of the Snows. Nevertheless, I still carry this with me on this silly earth:

snoopy-dark-and-stormy-night

Perhaps, nevertheless, our Lady will have me, among so many others, burst forth as a flower in honor of her Immaculate Conception. That would be totally cool.

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5 responses to “Flores for the Immaculate Conception (cold, dark and stormy night edition)

  1. What a nice mental image – all of us – flowers in Mary’s Garden – you Father, would be an Amaryllis and I would be a violet.

  2. sanfelipe007

    Hmm, I have a great fondness for simple games. The next time I am with my nieces and nephews, we’ll play “the flower game” where we each write down as what flower we see ourselves, then write down as what type of flower each of the others might be. Then we’ll compare answers. Is stink-weed a flower?

  3. Father George David Byers

    @sanfelipe007 – For myself, I think the Toxicodendron radicans flower has been reserved for me. I have plenty of experience with that.

  4. sanfelipe007

    My Father’s lakefront property is riddled with it. When I was a boy, my father used to task me with picking up fallen twigs to save for building fires. But he finally retired me from that task saying; “your trips to the doctor are breaking me!” My brother, Steve, however is blessed with immunity and lives there to this day – lucky dog.

    I still remember the medications prescribed to me: Atarax and Decadron

  5. Ah yes, Toxicodendron radicans, I picked my grandma a big bouquet of that when I was about 5 years old. I remember her response was scrubbing me with laundry soap in her galvanized wash tub right in the middle of the kitchen. Hey, I was a city kid. What did I know? It looked pretty to me.

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