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Mornings with Mary

Dear holy Mother,
open my heart to receive
the Word of Your Son. 
sooc

make your way 
to others who honor Mary
this Monday morning
on 
Radiant edit

Burst edit
This lovely statue was my mother's.
It was a gift from her sister-in-law,
it's a Hummel figurine.  Sometime or another
Mary's hand was broken off, probably by a cat
because my parents always had one
after they bought their home.
I, in turn, gave it to my daughter because
she cherishes the fact that it belonged to her grandmother. 


Comments

Priti.Lisa said…
She is pretty, isn't she?
I have never seen the Mary Hummel,
so thank you for sharing.
I also love you header picture, Norma,
what a beautiful shrine for your porch.
And that pot of blue flowers...
they are, like forget-me-nots, but the leaves are
different. They came up this spring in my
flower beds, but I don't know the name.
This is our first spring in this house
and it is so exciting to see what bulbs and
perrenials come up. ♥♥
Beautiful just beautiful and the wonderful loving lineage of mother to daughter!
Norma Ruttan said…
Lisa, the envelope said Forget-me-nots on it. Perhaps different ones grow wherever you live?
Norma Ruttan said…
thank you, Hettienne. I continue to enjoy my Mary shrine.
Annie said…
Such a simple prayer, so heartfelt and pure.
rebecca said…
dear nonnie,
what a cherishable treasure of mary love! so lovely to be here with you on mondays, it is like using "radiant edit" on life!
xoxoxoxox
Lizbethem said…
Lovely post and prayer. Thanks for sharing a bit of your family history.xx
Norma Ruttan said…
you are so welcome, Lizbethem
Norma Ruttan said…
thank you, Rebecca, I love this meme! thank you for hosting it

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