Ahhh, this is my kinda tawk. I love praying the rosary. And I hope, you’ll at least try, try a decade. But I will be just as happy if you said a Hail Mary, or a Glory Be, or an Our Father. It may be a little intimidating at first, it was for me, which is why I app’ed that baby.
I dropped mad Quadragesima knowledge on you yesterday. No, it doesn’t mean you should visit the doctor.
What is it?
The rosary is many things to many people. It is a meditative prayer, loved by popes and prayed by saints. The rosary is also something Catholics do when they want to “talk to Mom”. This is Mary’s prayer. Mary Mother of God that is. In this meditative prayer we reflect on 20 mysteries of the bible over the passing of 50 beads on a chain. It is said that the rosary was given to St. Dominic by Our Lady (another way we refer to Mary Mother of God – there’s also the Blessed Virgin Mary, Queen of Heaven, Queen of Peace and Theotokos, to name but a few). Getting on with it, because we’re pressed, the mysteries we meditate on are listed below according to the days on which they are prayed:
Joyful Mysteries: Annunciation, Visitation, Nativity, Presentation and the Finding in the Temple on Mondays, Saturdays, Sundays of Advent, and Sundays from Epiphany until Lent.
Luminous Mysteries: Baptism of our Lord, Wedding at Cana, Proclamation of the Kingdom, Transfiguration and the Eucharist (or Last Supper) on Thursday’s
Sorrowful Mysteries (my favorite): Agony in the Garden, Scourging at the Pillar, Crowning with Thorns, Carrying of the Cross and the Crucifixion on Tuesdays, Fridays, and daily from Ash Wednesday until Easter Sunday
Glorious Mysteries: the Resurrection, the Ascension, Pentecost, Assumption and the Crowning of our Blessed Lady <— there’s another name for Mama Mary on Wednesday’s and Sundays.
Why did I choose to share this particular “R” with you?
I’ve written about the rosary here, a lot. Crankin’ out the Rosary and My Dear Rosary are good places to start. They’re not what you think one would write of regarding a centuries old prayer. But here’s what I haven’t said. I have issues with depression. I always have, I think (like my grandmother who hid it to her death) and didn’t really label it as such until after Alex was born. That was nine years ago. Granted, I won’t say that the rosary replaces Zoloft or Cymbalta (both of which I have had the pleasure of withdrawing from). I will say, that there is something about passing the beads through your fingers, or rolling and pressing the beads between your thumb and pointer finger when you’re “having an episode”, it’s soothing. The more I press into the bead, the more I feel as if I am pressing that depression into the bead. I think it’s that powerful because of the all encompassing nature of the prayer: you hold the beads, you speak the prayer and you meditate on the mysteries. You can’t think of anything else, and in that, you lose the mundane, the sad and the painful. I pray it in my car known as “the church-mobile”. I taught it to myself with the help of mp3s on my iPhone. Sometimes, I still use it because I love the lilt and timbre of the voices or when my brain is being especially drunk-monkey. I also love this prayer because for all intents and purposes, I don’t have a mother. With the rosary, I can talk to Mom every day, and she listens with no judgement, no questions, no backhanded responses that leave me feeling less than. Sign me up!
Did you know that Louis Pasteur, the scientist considered this one of his favorite prayers? Boom.
Resources, as promised:
And here’s a freebie that you may not have expected and I’m really layin’ it on here. If you don’t currently own a rosary and / or can’t afford one, I’ll make you one. Free of charge. Just send me a message. Who loves ya, baby?! (US only – sorry guys! I’ll sing to ya?)
Come back tomorrow to read all about my Catholic take on the letter S. I am blogging my way through the alphabet with others who are doing the same.
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