Sunday, August 7, 2016

Prayer to the Mother of Perpetual Help

photo © Mark Butkus 2017
A prayer answered on a fridge.

O Mother of Perpetual Help,
grant that I may ever invoke thy most powerful name,
which is the safeguard of the living
and the salvation of the dying.

O Purest Mary, O Sweetest Mary,
let thy name henceforth be ever on my lips.
Delay not, O Blessed Lady,
to help me whenever I call on thee,
for, in all my needs,
in all my temptations I shall never cease to call on thee,
ever repeating thy sacred name, Mary, Mary.

O what consolation, what sweetness, what confidence,
what emotion fill my soul when I pronounce thy sacred name,
or even only think of thee.
I thank God for having given thee,
for my good, so sweet, so powerful, so lovely a name.
But I will not be content with merely pronouncing thy name:
let my love for thee prompt me ever to hail thee,
Mother of Perpetual Help.


Make what you want of the power of prayer. Upon arriving in Long Beach we looked for a place to live. We looked at 40 places in a week to no avail. To lessen the stress of the search we went to the thrift stores. I came across the Prayer to the Mother of Perpetual Help, read it and asked my wife if she wanted it for 50 cents — she's into religious iconography. She read it and said, yes. The next day we found the apartment of our dreams. One block from the beach. We both think the Prayer to the Mother of Perpetual Help had something to do with it. The prayer has found a permanent home on the side of the fridge.