Tuesday, March 24th

…I imagine her passing by, so beautiful, so calm and so majestic, so absorbed in recollection of the Word of God within her. Like Him, her prayer was always this: “Ecce. Here I am.” Who? “The servant of the Lord,” the lowliest of His creatures: she, His Mother! Her humility was so real, for she was always forgetful of self, free from all anxiety.

-St. Elizabeth of the Trinity