"I waited patiently upon the Lord; *
he stooped to me and heard my cry.
He lifted me out of the desolate pit, out of the mire and clay; *
he set my feet upon a high cliff and made my footing sure.
He put a new song in my mouth,
a song of praise to our God..." (Psalm 40)
I can't prove God exists. I can't prove our Mother Mary hovers close in our present world. But this I know in my heart .. when I was most desolate, our Blessed Mother cradled me in her arms and pointed me back to her Son. I don't understand all things spiritual. I can't present a discourse on theology. But I can tell you my life has changed dramatically. And that's all I need.