Below
are commentaries on the mysteries if the Rosary taken from
Holy Rosary, by St. Josemaria. He wrote these commentaries
at the age of 29.
Joyful Mysteries- Mondays and Saturdays
•
The Annunciation (Lk 1: 26-38)
Don’t forget, my friend, that we are children. The Lady
of the sweet name, Mary, is ab-sorbed in prayer. You, in
that house, can be whatever you wish: a friend, a servant,
an onlooker, a neighbor. . . . For the moment I don’t dare
to be anything. I hide behind you, and, full of awe, I watch
what’s happening. The Archangel delivers his message. .
. . Quomodo fiet istud, quoniam virum non cognosco? “But
how can this come about, since I am a virgin?” (Lk 1: 34).
Our mother’s voice re-minds me—by contrast—of all the impurities
of men, . . . mine too. And then how I hate those low, mean
things of the earth. . . . What resolutions! Fiat mihi secundum
verbum tuum. “Let it be done to me according to your word”
(Lk 1: 38). At the enchantment of this virginal phrase,
the Word became flesh. The first decade is about to end.
. . . I still have time to tell God, before anyone else
does, “Jesus, I love you.”
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• The
Visitation (Lk 1: 39-56)
By now, my little friend,
you have no doubt learned to manage on your own. Joyfully
keep Joseph and Mary company . . . and you will hear the
traditions of the House of David. You will hear about Elizabeth
and Zechariah, you will be moved by Joseph’s pure love,
and your heart will pound whenever they mention the Child
who will be born in Bethlehem. We walk in haste towards
the mountains to a town of the tribe of Judah (Lk 1: 39).
We arrive. It is the house where John the Baptist is to
be born. Elizabeth gratefully hails the mother of her Redeemer:
“Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of
your womb. Why should I be honored with a visit from the
mother of my Lord?” (Lk 1: 42-43). The unborn Baptist quivers
. . . (Lk 1: 41). Mary’s humility pours forth in the Magnificat.
. . . And you and I, who are proud—who were proud—promise
to be humble.
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Caesar Augustus has issued
a decree for a census to be taken of the whole world. For
this purpose, everyone must go to the city of his ancestors.
And, since Joseph belongs to the house and line of David,
he goes with the Virgin Mary from Nazareth to the town of
David, called Bethlehem, in Judea (Lk 2: 15). And in Bethlehem
is born our God: Jesus Christ! There is no room in the inn;
he is born in a stable. And his mother wraps him in swaddling
clothes and lays him in a man-ger (Lk 2: 7). Cold. Poverty.
. . . I am Joseph’s little servant. How good Joseph is!
He treats me like a son. He even forgives me if I take the
Child in my arms and spend hour after hour saying sweet
and loving things to him. And I kiss him—you kiss him, too!—and
I rock him in my arms, and I sing to him and call him King,
Love, my God, my Only-one, my All. . . ! How beautiful is
the Child . . . and how short the decade!
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When
the time has come for the mother’s purification, in accor-dance
with the Law of Moses, the Child must be taken to Jerusalem
to be presented to the Lord (Lk 2: 22). And this time it
will be you, my friend, who carries the cage with the doves
(Lk 2: 24). Just think: She—Mary Immaculate!—submits to
the Law as if she were defiled. Through this example, foolish
child, won’t you learn to fulfill the holy law of God regardless
of any personal sac-rifice? Purification! You and I cer-tainly
do need purification. Atonement and, more than atonement,
love. Love as a searing iron to cauterize our soul’s uncleanness,
and as a fire to kindle with divine flames the wretchedness
of our hearts. An upright and devout man has come to the
Temple, led by the Holy Spirit (it has been revealed to
him that he would not die until he had set eyes on the Christ).
He takes the Messiah into his arms and says: “Now, my Lord,
you can let your servant go from this world in peace, just
as you promised, because my eyes have seen the Savior” (Lk
2: 25 30).
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Where is Jesus? The Child,
my Lady! Where is he? Mary is crying. In vain you and I
have run from group to group, from caravan to cara-van:
no one has seen him. Joseph, after fruitless attempts to
keep from crying, cries too. . . . And you. . . . And I.
Being a rough little fellow, I cry my eyes out and wail
to heaven and earth, . . . to make up for the times when
I lost him through my own fault and did not cry. Jesus:
may I never lose you again. . . . Then you and I are united
in misfortune and grief, as we were united in sin. And,
from the depths of our being come sighs of heartfelt sorrow
and burning phrases, which the pen cannot and should not
record. And, as we are consoled by the joy of finding Jesus—three
days he was gone!—debating with the teachers of Israel (Lk
2: 46), you and I will be left deeply impressed by the duty
to leave our home and family to serve our heavenly Father.
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Luminous Mysteries- Thursdays
•
The Baptism
of Christ in the Jordan (Mt 3: 13-17 / Mk 1: 4-11)
Then Jesus came from Galilee to the Jordan to John, to be
baptized by him . . . and lo, a voice from heaven, saying,
“This is my beloved Son, with whom I am well pleased” (Mt
3: 13, 17). In Baptism, our Father God has taken possession
of our lives. He has made us sharers in Christ’s life and
sent us the Holy Spirit. The strength and the power of God
light up the face of the earth. We will set the world ablaze,
with the flames of the fire that you came to enkindle on
earth! And the light of your truth, our Jesus, will enlighten
men’s minds in an endless day. I can hear you crying out,
my King, in your strong and ardent voice: ignem veni mittere
in terram, et quid volo nisi ut accendatur? I have come
to bring fire to the earth, and would that it were already
enkindled! And I answer, with my entire being, with all
my senses and faculties: ecce ego: quia vocasti me! Here
I am, because you have called me! God has placed an indelible
mark on your soul through Baptism: you are a child of God.
Child, are you not aflame with the desire to bring all men
to love Him?
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• The
Manifestation of Christ at the Wedding of Cana (Jn 2: 1-11)
Our Lady was a guest
at one of those noisy country weddings attended by people
from many different villages. Mary was the only one who
noticed the wine was running out. Don’t these scenes from
Christ’s life seem familiar to us? The greatness of God
lives at the level of ordinary things. It is natural for
a woman, a homemaker, to notice an oversight, to look after
the little things that make life pleasant. And that is how
Mary acted. Do whatever he tells you. Implete hydrias (Jn
2: 7), fill the jars. And the miracle takes place. Everything
is so simple and ordinary. The servants carry out their
job. The water is easy to find. And this is the first manifestation
of our Lord’s divinity. What is commonplace becomes something
extraordinary, something supernatural, when we have the
good will to heed what God is asking of us. Lord, I want
to abandon all my concerns into your generous hands. Our
Mother—your Mother—will have let you hear those words, now
as in Cana: “They have no wine! . . .” If our faith is weak,
we should turn to Mary. Because of the miracle at the marriage
feast at Cana, which Christ performed at his Mother’s request,
his disciples learned to believe in him (Jn 2: 11). Our
Mother is always interceding with her Son so that he may
attend to our needs and show himself to us, so that we can
cry out, “You are the Son of God.” Grant me, dear Jesus,
the faith I truly desire. My Mother, sweet Lady, Mary most
holy, make me really believe!
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The kingdom of God is
at hand; repent, and believe in the gospel (Mk 1: 15). And
all the crowd gathered about him, and he taught them (Mk
2: 13). Jesus sees the boats on the shore and gets into
one of them. How naturally Jesus steps into the boat of
each and everyone of us! When you seek to draw close to
our Lord, remember that he is always very close to you,
that he is in you: regnum Dei intra vos est (Lk 17: 21).
The kingdom of God is within you. You will find him in your
heart. Christ should reign first and foremost in our soul.
But in order for him to reign in me, I need his abundant
grace. Only in that way can my every heartbeat and breath,
my least intense look, my most ordinary word, my most basic
feeling be transformed into a hosanna to Christ my king.
Duc in altum. Put out into deep water! Throw aside the pessimism
that makes a coward of you. Et laxate retia vestra in capturam.
And put out your nets for a catch! We have to place our
trust in our Lord’s words: get into the boat, take the oars,
hoist the sails and launch out into this sea of the world
which Christ gives us as an inheritance. Et regni ejus non
erit finis. His kingdom will have no end. Doesn’t it fill
you with joy to work for such a kingdom?
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When
the time has come for the mother’s purification, in accor-dance
with the Law of Moses, the Child must be taken to Jerusalem
to be presented to the Lord (Lk 2: 22). And he was transfigured
before them, and his face shone like the sun, and his garments
became white as light (Mt 17: 2). Jesus, we want to see
you, to speak to you! We want to contemplate you, immersed
in the immensity of your beauty, in a contemplation that
will never cease! It must be wonderful to see you, Jesus!
It must be wonderful to see you and be wounded by your love!
And a voice from the cloud said, “This is my beloved Son,
with whom I am well pleased; listen to him” (Mt 17: 5).
Lord, we are ready to heed whatever you want to tell us.
Speak to us: we are attentive to your voice. May your words
enkindle our will so that we launch out fervently to obey
you. Vultum tuum, Domine, requiram (Ps 26: 8). Lord, I long
to see your face. I like to close my eyes and think that,
when God wills, the moment will come when I will be able
to see him, not as in a mirror dimly, but…face to face (1
Cor 13: 12). Yes, my heart yearns for God, the living God.
When shall I go and behold the face of God? (Ps 41: 3).
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Now before the feast
of the Passover, when Jesus knew that his hour had come
to depart out of this world to the Father, having loved
his own who were in the world, he loved them to the end
(Jn 13: 1). When our Lord instituted the Eucharist during
the Last Supper, night had already fallen. The world had
fallen into darkness, for the old rites, the old signs of
God’s infinite mercy to mankind, were going to be brought
to fulfillment. The way was opening to a new dawn—the new
Passover. The Eucharist was instituted during that night,
preparing in advance for the morning of the resurrection.
Jesus has remained in the Eucharist for love . . . for you.
He has remained, knowing how men would treat him . . . and
how you would treat him. He has remained so that you could
eat him, and visit him and tell him your concerns; and so
that, by your prayer beside the tabernacle and by receiving
him sacramentally, you could fall more in love each day,
and help other souls, many souls, to follow the same path.
Good child: see how lovers on earth kiss the flowers, the
letters, the mementos of those they love . . . Then you,
how could you ever forget that you have him always at your
side—yes, Him? How could you forget . . . that you can eat
him? Lord, may I never again flutter along close to the
ground. Illumined by the rays of the divine Sun—Christ—in
the Eucharist, may my flight never be interrupted until
I find repose in your Heart.
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Sorrowful- Tuesdays and Fridays
•
The
Agony in the Garden (Mt 26: 36-56)
“Pray that you may not enter into temptation.” And Peter
fell asleep. And the other apostles. And you, little friend,
fell asleep . . . and I too was another sleepy-headed Peter.
Jesus, alone and sad, suffers and soaks the earth with his
blood. Kneeling on the hard ground, he perseveres in prayer.
. . . He weeps for you . . . and for me. The weight of the
sins of men overwhelms him. Pater, si vis, transfer calicem
istum a me: “Father, if you are willing, remove this cup
from me. . . . Yet not my will, but yours be done” (Lk 22:
42). An angel from heaven comforts him. Jesus is in agony.
He continues prolixius, praying more intensely. . . . He
comes over to us and finds us asleep: “Rise,” he says again,
“and pray that you may not enter into temptation” (Lk 22:
46). Judas the traitor: a kiss. Pe-ter’s sword gleams in
the night. Jesus speaks: “Have you come out as against a
rob-ber, with swords and clubs to capture me?” (Mk 14: 48).
We are cowards: we follow him from afar—but awake and praying.
Prayer. . . . Prayer. . . .
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• The
Scourging at the Pillar (Is 53: 1-12 / Mk 15: 1-15)
Pilate speaks: “It is
your cus-tom that I release one prisoner to you at the Passover.
Whom shall I set free: Barabbas—a thief jailed with others
for murder—or Jesus?” (Mt 27: 17). The crowd, spurred on
by their rulers, cry: “Put this man to death and release
Barabbas” (Lk 23: 18). Pilate speaks again: “What shall
I do, then, with Jesus who is called Christ?” (Mt 27: 22).
Crucifige eum: “Crucify him!” (Mk 15: 14). Pilate, for the
third time, says to them: “Why, what evil has he done? I
have found in him no crime deserving death” (Lk 23: 22).
The clamor of the mob grows louder: “Crucify him; Crucify
him!” (Mk 15: 14). And Pilate, wanting to please the crowd,
releases Bar-abbas to them and orders Jesus to be scourged.
Bound to the pillar. Covered with wounds. The blows of the
lash sound upon his torn flesh, upon his undefiled flesh,
which suffers for your sinful flesh. More blows. More fury.
Still more. . . . It is a last extreme of human cruelty.
Finally, exhausted, they untie Jesus. And the body of Christ
yields to pain and falls limp, broken and half-dead. You
and I cannot speak. Words are not needed. Look at him, look
at him . . . slowly. After this . . . can you ever fear
penance?
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Our King’s eagerness
for suffering has been fully satisfied! They lead my Lord
to the court-yard of the palace, and there call together
the whole troop (Mk 15: 16). The brutal sol-diers strip
his most pure body. They drape a dirty purple rag about
Jesus. They place a reed, as a scep-ter, in his right hand.
The crown of thorns, driven in by blows, makes him a mock
king. . . . Ave, Rex Iudæorum: “Hail, King of the Jews!”
(Mk 15: 18). And with their blows they wound his head. And
they strike him . . . and spit on him. Crowned with thorns
and clothed in rags of purple, Jesus is shown to the Jewish
crowd. Ecce Homo: “Here is the man!” And again the chief
priests and their attendants raise the cry, saying, “Crucify
him! Cru-cify him!” (Jn 19: 56). You and I . . . haven’t
we crowned him anew with thorns and struck him and spat
on him? Never again, Jesus, never again. . . . And a firm
and practical resolution marks the end of these ten Hail
Marys.
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Carrying
his cross, Jesus goes out of the city to the place of the
skulls—called Golgotha in Hebrew (Jn 19: 17). And they lay
hold of a certain Simon from Cyrene, who is coming in from
the country; and they make him take the cross and carry
it behind Jesus (Lk 23: 26). The prophecy of Isaiah (53:
12) is being fulfilled—cum sceleratis reputatus est (“he
was counted among the wicked”)—for two others are being
led out with him to be put to death (Lk 23: 32). If anyone
would follow me. . . . Little friend, we are sad, living
the Passion of our Lord Jesus. See how lovingly he embraces
the cross. Learn from him. Jesus carries the cross for you:
You . . . carry it for Jesus. But don’t drag the cross.
. . .Carry it squarely on your shoulder, because your cross,
if you carry it so, will not be just any cross. . . . It
will be the holy cross. Don’t carry your cross with resignation:
resignation is not a generous word. Love the cross. When
you really love it, your cross will be . . . a Cross without
a cross. And, surely, you will find Mary on the way, just
as Jesus did.
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For Jesus of Nazareth,
King of the Jews, the throne of triumph is ready. You and
I do not see him writhe on being nailed. Suffering all that
can be suffered, he spreads his arms in the gesture of an
Eternal Priest. . . . The soldiers take his holy garments
and divide them into four parts. In order not to tear the
tunic, they cast lots to decide whose it shall be. And so,
once more, the words of Scripture are fulfilled: “They parted
my garments among them, and for my clothes they cast lots”
(Jn 19: 23-24). Now he is on high. . . . And close to her
Son, at the foot of the cross, stand Mary . . . and Mary,
the wife of Cleophas, and Mary Magdalene. And John, the
disciple Jesus loved. Ecce Mater tua: “Behold your mother”:
he gives us his mother to be ours. Earlier, they had offered
him wine mixed with vinegar, and, when he had tasted it,
he would not drink it (Mt 27: 34). Now, he thirsts . . .
for love, for souls. Consummatum est: “It is accomplished”
(Jn 19: 30). Foolish child, look: All this . . . He has
suffered it all for you. . . . And for me. Can you keep
from crying?
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Glorious
- Wednesdays and Sundays
•
The Resurrection (Mt 28: 1-15 / Lk 24: 1-49 / Mk 16: 1-18)
When the Sabbath was over, Mary of Magdala and Mary, the
mother of James, and Salome, bought spices with which to
anoint the dead body of Jesus. It is very early on the following
day; just as the sun is rising, they come to the tomb (Mk
16: 1-2). And upon entering it they are dismayed, for they
cannot find the body of our Lord. A youth, clothed in white,
says to them: “Do not be afraid. I know that you seek Jesus
of Nazareth. Non est hic, surrexit enim sicut dixit: He
is not here; for he has risen, as he said” (Mt 28: 5). He
has risen! Jesus has risen: he is not in the tomb. Life
has overcome death. He appears to his most holy mother.
He appears to Mary Magdalene, who is carried away by love.
And to Peter and the rest of the apostles. And to you and
me, who are his disciples and more in love than Mary Magdalene.
The things we say to him! May we never die through sin;
may our spiritual resurrection be eternal. And, before the
decade is over, you kiss the wounds in his feet, . . . and
I, more daring—because I am more a child—place my lips upon
his open side.
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• The
Ascension (Acts 1: 3-11)
Now the Master is teaching
his disciples: he has opened their minds to understand the
Scriptures, and he appoints them witnesses of his life and
his miracles, of his passion and death, and of the glory
of his resurrection (Lk 24: 45 and 48). Then he brings them
out as far as the outskirts of Bethany and blesses them.
And as he does so, he withdraws from them and is carried
up to heaven (Lk 24: 51) until a cloud takes him out of
sight (Acts 1: 9). Jesus has gone to the Father. Two angels
in white approach us and say, “Men of Galilee, why do you
stand looking up to heaven?” (Acts 1: 11). Peter and the
others go back to Jerusalem cum gaudio magno: “with great
joy” (Lk 24: 52). It is fitting that the sac-red humanity
of Christ should receive the homage, praise, and adoration
of all the hierar-chies of the angels and of all the legions
of the blessed in heaven. But you and I feel like or-phans:
we are sad, and we go to Mary for consolation.
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Our Lord had said: “I
shall ask the Father, and he will give you another Advocate,
another Consoler, to be with you for ever” (Jn 14: 16).
The disciples are gathered together in one room, when suddenly
they hear what sounds like a powerful wind from heaven,
the noise of which fills the entire house where they are
assembled. At the same time something appears that seems
like tongues of fire; these separ-ate and come to rest on
the head of each of them (Acts 2: 13). The apostles are
so filled with the Holy Spirit that they seem to be drunk
(Acts 2: 13). Then Peter stands up with the Eleven and addresses
the people in a loud voice. We, people from a hundred na-tions,
hear him. Each of us hears him in his own language—you and
I in ours. He speaks to us of Christ Jesus and of the Holy
Spirit and of the Father. Peter is neither stoned nor thrown
into prison. Of those who have heard him, three thousand
are converted and baptized. You and I, after helping the
apostles administer Baptism, bless God the Father for his
Son Jesus, and we, too, feel drunk with the Holy Spirit.
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Assumpta
est Maria in cælum: gaudent angeli. God has taken Mary,
body and soul, to heaven; and the angels rejoice! So sings
the Church. And so, with that same cry of joy, we begin
our contemplation in this decade of the Holy Ros-ary. The
Mother of God has fallen asleep. Around her bed are the
twelve apostles (Matthias in the place of Judas). And we
also, through a grace respected by all, are at her side.
But Jesus wants to have his mother, body and soul, in heaven.
And the heavenly court, arrayed in all its splen-dor, greets
our Lady. You and I—children, after all—take the train of
Mary’s magnificent blue cloak, and thus we are able to watch
the marvelous scene. The most blessed Trinity re-ceives
and showers honors on the Daughter, Mother and Spouse of
God. . . . And so great is the Lady’s majesty that the angels
exclaim: Who is she?
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You are completely fair,
and without blemish. You are a garden en-closed, my sister,
my Bride, an enclosed garden, a sealed fountain. “Veni,
coronaberis”: “Come, you shall be crowned” (Song of Songs
4: 7, 12, 8). If you and I had been able, we too would have
made her Queen and Lady of all crea-tion. “A great sign
appeared in heaven: a woman with a crown of twelve stars
upon her head, adorned with the sun and the moon at her
feet” (Re-v 12: 1). Mary, Virgin without stain, has made
up for the fall of Eve; she has crushed the head of hell’s
ser-pent with her immaculate heel. Daughter of God, Mother
of God, Spouse of God. The Father, the Son, and the Holy
Spirit crown her as the rightful Empress of the Uni-verse.
And the angels pay her homage as her subjects . . . and
the patriarchs and pro-phets and apostles . . . and the
martyrs and confessors and virgins and all the saints .
. . and all sinners, including you and me.
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Stations of the Cross
Below are commentaries on the Stations of the Cross taken
from The Way of the Cross, by St. Josemaria.
I.
JESUS IS CONDEMNED TO DEATH
"Jesus is all alone. Far off now are the days when the words
of the Man-God brought light and hope to men's hearts, those
long processions of sick people whom he healed, the triumphant
acclaim of Jerusalem when the Lord arrived, riding on a
gentle donkey."
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II. JESUS TAKES
UP HIS CROSS
"Offering no resistance,
Jesus gives himself up to the execution of the sentence.
He is to be spared nothing, and upon his shoulders falls
the weight of the ignominious cross. But, through love,
the Cross is to become the throne from which he reigns."
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III. JESUS FALLS THE FIRST TIME
"The worn out body of
Jesus staggers now beneath the huge Cross. His most loving
Heart can barely summon up another breath of life for his
poor wounded limbs. A sharp pain pierces the soul of Jesus;
Our Lord falls to the ground exhausted."
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IV.
JESUS MEETS HIS MOTHER
"Hand
in hand with Mary, you and I also want to console Jesus,
by accepting always and in everything the Will of his Father,
of our Father."
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V.
SIMON OF CYRENE HELPS JESUS
"In the whole context
of the Passion, this help does not add up to very much.
But for Jesus, a smile, a word, a gesture, a little bit
of love is enough for him to pour out his grace bountifully
on the soul of his friend."
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“The beloved face of Jesus, that had smiled upon children
and was transfigured with glory on Mount Tabor, is now,
as it were, concealed by suffering. But this suffering is
our purification; the sweat and the blood, which disfigure
and tarnish his features, serve to cleanse us.”
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VII. JESUS
FALLS A SECOND TIME
“To our falling
again and again into evil, Jesus responds with his determination
to redeem us, with an abundance of forgiveness. And, so
that no one may despair, again he wearily raises himself,
embracing the Cross.”
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VIII. JESUS CONSOLES THE WOMEN
“Your sins, my
sins, the sins of all men, rise up. All the evil we have
done and the good that we have neglected to do. The desolate
panorama of the countless crimes and iniquities which we
would have committed, if He, Jesus, had not strengthened
us with the light of his most loving glance.”
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IX.
JESUS FALLS THE THIRD TIME
“My
God! may I hate sin, and unite myself to you, taking the
Holy Cross into my arms, so that I, in my turn, may fulfill
your most lovable Will, . . . stripped of every earthly
attachment, with no other goal but your glory, . . . generously,
not keeping anything back, offering myself with you in a
perfect holocaust.”
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X.
JESUS IS STRIPPED OF HIS GARMENTS
“For us to reach
God, Christ is the way; but Christ is on the Cross, and
to climb up to the Cross we must have our heart free, not
tied to earthly things.”
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XI.
JESUS IS NAILED TO THE CROSS
“And we, our soul rent with sorrow, say to Jesus in
all sincerity: I am yours and I give my whole self to you;
gladly do I nail myself to your Cross, ready to be in the
crossroads of this world a soul dedicated to you, to your
glory, to the work of Redemption, the co-redemption of the
whole human race.”
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XII. JESUS
DIES ON THE CROSS
“Love sacrifice;
it is a fountain of interior life. Love the Cross, which
is an altar of sacrifice. Love pain, until you drink, as
Christ did, the very dregs of the chalice.”
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XIII. JESUS IS LAID IN THE ARMS OF HIS BLESSED MOTHER
“[Joseph of Arimathea
and Nicodemus] were not known publicly as disciples of the
Master. But now, when things have turned bad, when the others
have fled, they are not afraid to stand up for their Lord.
Between the two of them they take down the body of Jesus
and place it in the arms of his most holy Mother. Mary’s
grief is renewed.The Blessed Virgin is our Mother, and we
do not wish to, we cannot, leave her alone.”
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XIV. JESUS IS LAID IN THE TOMB
“We must bring into
our life, to make them our own, the life and death of Christ.
We must die through mortification and penance, so that Christ
may live in us through Love. And then follow in the footsteps
of Christ, with a zeal to co-redeem all mankind.”
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Considerations by St. Josemaría
Escrivá taken from Praying the Rosary, Ed. James Socías,
Midwest Theological Forum.
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