I think I read that over in the comments of a post about the stars and our ability to see the stars in all their meaning in the mystery of creation on These Stone Walls by Father Gordon MacRae (About).
If we were to do up a mathematical it would surely be utterly boring, utterly sterile, utterly… utterly… nothing, just imaginary numbers. We would never get around to love, to goodness, kindness, wanting to bring joy to others.
Look at that flower above. Is it dirty, nasty, imperfect? No. All those “stains”, if you will, are beasts of the animal kingdom, part of the ecosystem in which flowers thrive. Seeing that, and rejoicing in that, we see the enormity of the mathematics. Oh my God! Yes, that’s exactly right. And God saw what He had done and it was good, it was very good.
Those with some purity of heart and agility of soul and clarity of vision because of accepting the grace of a life of humble thanksgiving to our Lord and God will rejoice, as does the Immaculate Conception. And we can, in some small way, with her.