Recite your Rosary, God says, and do not worry about what mindless people tell you, that it is an outdated devotion that we should give up.
This prayer, I tell you, is a beam of light from the Gospel: it will not be altered. What I like in the Rosary, God says, is that it is simple and humble. As was my Son. As was my Mother.
Recite your Rosary, and you will find yourself in the company of all the characters present in the Gospel: the poor uneducated widow, the repentant publican who forgot his catechism, the frightened woman caught in adultery overwhelmed by the aggressive crowd, all the scoundrels saved by their faith, and the good old shepherds, like those of Bethlehem, who found my Son and his Mother...
Recite your Rosary, God says; your prayer must churn, churn, churn, like you do to the beads passing between your fingers. If you do, I assure you that, in good time, you will receive good food that strengthens the heart and pacifies the soul.
Come, says God, recite your Rosary and be at peace in your spirit.
Charles Péguy (1873-1914), French poet and writer