A Mother for All (I)

God said His most beautiful creation was His Mother. I lacked having a Mother, so I created her. I created her before she created me. It was better that way. Now, I am really a Man like all the men. I have nothing to envy them for, because I have a Mother, a real one, the one I had been lacking. My Mother’s name is Mary, God said. Her heart is absolutely pure and full of grace, She is a virgin and her body is inhabited by such a light that on earth I never got tired of looking at her, listening to her or admiring her beauty. My Mother is very beautiful, so beautiful that, aside from the splendors of Heaven, I never feel disoriented when I am near her. However, God said, I do know what it is like to be carried by the angels; it’s not nearly as sweet as being in my Mother’s arms, believe me.