Hidden in our schedule for the great three days, on Good Friday, is a reflective evening service – Maria Desolata.
At the end of a busy liturgical day we quietly retrace the way of the cross from the perspective of Mary.
We are fortunate at St Chrysostom’s to have a lovely set of stations of the cross, in which Our Lady, with black robe and white head veil, plays a significant part. (You can view a photo of another of the stations: by clicking here)
Maria Desolata began this evening (in 2010) with the reading of a poem which included the words:
“My heart keeps suffering
Mothers keep embracing their dead children
Violence, war, executions, drugs, AIDs
Mothers die twice at least, sometimes more
I can only be present, weep, and paint.”
Thank you for this post. Do you have a copy of the text please? I have only just come across this devotion.
Many thanks