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MariaChristi
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Dear Brothers and Sisters,
Continuing to ponder the Pope’s homily in Cuba at Mary’s Shrine, speaking of a “revolution of tenderness as Mary”, I searched for a picture of the icon, “Our Lady of Tenderness” which I could post. This image is also called "Our Lady of Vladimir. It has been for some years, one of my favorite icons:
http://campus.udayton.edu/mary/images/vladimir.gif
What attracted me to this icon when I first saw it was the tenderness of the Little Jesus pressing His cheek so close to Mary’s and His hand around her neck, hugging her close to Him. Mary, however, in this icon is not looking a Him but at us! At the website where I found this picture is the following:
Continuing to ponder the Pope’s homily in Cuba at Mary’s Shrine, speaking of a “revolution of tenderness as Mary”, I searched for a picture of the icon, “Our Lady of Tenderness” which I could post. This image is also called "Our Lady of Vladimir. It has been for some years, one of my favorite icons:
http://campus.udayton.edu/mary/images/vladimir.gif
What attracted me to this icon when I first saw it was the tenderness of the Little Jesus pressing His cheek so close to Mary’s and His hand around her neck, hugging her close to Him. Mary, however, in this icon is not looking a Him but at us! At the website where I found this picture is the following:
Meditation
Icons have been described as windows to the divine. Those who take time to meditate on the divine realities expressed through the paintings, do so with the inner eye of the soul reaching beyond the representation to the truth it represents. Meditation can be simply a quiet observing in silence and wonder. Words are not necessary. Perhaps this is the best meditation of all. Meditation can also inspire prayer to share with others. We invite you to reflect on Our Lady of Tenderness with us.
Mary, Mother of God,
The gentle tenderness you share with your child is a quiet, strong thing, reflected from your image. There is no distance between his soft, but total embrace and you. He loves you. Yes, there is no doubt! O how this child loves you! You are molded as one. His body from your body, his flesh from your flesh, his heart from your heart. His eyes praise you and thank you for your share in his humanity.
Like a strong, powerful, but peaceful magnet, your gaze holds mine. Quiet, calm, endlessly gazing at me from nine centuries of reflected wisdom. You ask only one thing of me: to share the love you share. Love is not gentle, soft tenderness in the sense of weakness. Love is gentle in the sense of strength: enduring, radical, unbroken unity.
Lady of Tenderness, your gaze is both statement and question: If this is the unity he seeks – a love so strong between God and the human being that nothing can divide it – then can I not at least try to love as he has loved? Can I not at least try to break down barriers that separate the nations? Can I not make my decisions in his presence and under your gaze – the presence of this call to unity from the fulness of tender love?
For more information on this icon, see: HEREMary, perhaps if I would pause long enough to return your gaze, stop long enough to love tenderly for just one moment, I could learn from you what wisdom really means.