She's gone beyond our present
On Easter day her soul
The truth of God o'er the world is cast
From television and radio sown;
In hopes it'll fall as in parable past,
To root in good soil, so truth be known.
And her mother's tongue, it's still yet heard
Through the Network of, the Eternal Word.
O harken to
hear, in heaven's hereafter,
Of Mother Angelica, angels among.
And were God to allow throughHis holy will,
That she could still, our minds illume,
An angelic feather could be a quill,
From off an angel's pinion of plume... For her to scribe, on a scroll a thought,
On how life be lived and heaven be sought. -- John Riedell
The picture was sent from EWTN with words on the back attributed to Mother Angelica, "Boldness should be the Eleventh Commandment." I pray that one day she'll be declared a Saint, and a Doctor of the Church. I wish she could somehow send down thoughts of hers, as I've imagined into the above poetry. --JR
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