“Weeds”, I guess. Not sure what these fields of wild yellow flowers are, now in bloom everywhere here in the mountains. Not dandelions. It looks like a kind of mustard, a kind of rape flower. But isn’t rape a cross of turnip and kale? What a name. The flower is cool. The English connotation of the name “rape” isn’t so nice, not that this is rape.
Why give anything that might seem to like a “rape” flower to the Immaculate Conception, she who conceived the child in her womb by the creative action of the Holy Spirit? Well, because the flower is independent of the name we might give it in any given age and place and culture of mankind. The flower is created by the Most High. That’s why.
But then again, also because the flower right here right now goes by then name “rape”. I mean, when I was in the seminary in the dark days of past decades, we were introduced to knucklehead “exegetes” (blasphemers, really) who suggested that Mary was actually violently raped say, by a Roman soldier, you know, the “angel” they mock. Yep. People can be so full of hated and bitterness, trying to go out out of their way to offend people whom, surely, they wish they themselves could rape, and do rape with this kind of impish scandal, so dark are their hearts, so egotistical, so cynical.
I mean, the flower is still really cool. And giving this to the Immaculate Conception is done in reparation for outrages and sacrileges committed against the Immaculate Heart of Mary. Today’s Saturday. Mary’s day. When’s the last time you made the Five First Saturdays? Can you list the things to do on a First Saturday? Do you know how and when First Saturdays came about?