This feast is a counterpart to
the Feast of the Holy Name of Jesus (January 3)
Eight days after the birth of the Blessed Virgin Mary, according to the custom of the Jews, Her holy parents gave Her the name of Mary. During the Octave of Her Nativity, the liturgy keeps a feast in honor of this Holy Name.
The feast of the Most Holy Name of Mary began in Spain, with the approval of Rome, in 1513, and in 1671 it was extended to all of Spain and the Kingdom of Naples.
In 1683 this feast was extended to the whole Church by Pope Innocent XI to thank the Blessed Virgin Mary for the victory which John Sobieski, king of Poland, had just gained when the king brought an army to the outskirts of beseiged Vienna to stop the advance of Muslim armies loyal to Mohammed IV in Constantinople.
After Sobieski entrusted himself to the Blessed Virgin Mary, he and his soldiers thoroughly defeated the Muslims who were besieging Vienna. Sobieski had planned to attack on September 13th, but with the Turks close to breaching the Vienna’s walls he ordered a full attack on September 12th. At 5:30 p.m. that day, Sobieski entered the deserted tent of Kara Mustafa and the battle of Vienna ended.
The Virgin Mary in the Kingdom of the Divine Will
The Queen of Heaven in the Kingdom of the Divine Will, in the first Years of Her Life down here, forms a Most Refulgent Daybreak, to make the longed for Day of Light and of Grace rise in the hearts.
The soul to the Little Baby Queen:
Here I am again near Your cradle, Celestial Little Mama. My little heart feels charmed by Your Beauty and I am unable to detach my gaze from a Beauty so rare. How Sweet is Your Gaze; the motion of Your little hands calls me to embrace You and to cling to Your Heart, which is drowned with Love. Holy Little Mama, give me Your Flames, that they may Burn away my human will, and so I can make You content, Living of Divine Will together with You.
Lesson of the Queen of Heaven:
My daughter, if you knew how My Maternal Little Heart rejoices in seeing you near My cradle to listen to Me! I feel Myself, with facts, Queen and Mother, because in having you near Me, I am not a sterile Mother or a Queen without a people, but I have My dear daughter who loves Me very much, and who wants Me to do for her the Office of Mama and of Queen. Therefore, you are the bearer of Joy to your Mama; more so, since you come onto My lap to be taught by Me how to Live in the Kingdom of the Divine Will. To have a daughter who wants to Live together with Me in this Kingdom so Holy is the Greatest Glory, Honor and Feast for your Mama. Therefore, pay attention to Me, My Dear daughter, and I will continue to narrate to you the Wonders of My Birth.
My (Blessed Mother Mary) cradle was surrounded by Angels, who competed among themselves in singing lullabies to Me, as to their Sovereign Queen. And since I was endowed with Reason and with Science, Infused in Me by My Creator, I did My First Duty to Adore, with My Intelligence, and also with My babbling little voice of a baby, the Most Holy Adorable Trinity. And the Ardor of My Love for a Majesty so Holy was so Great that, feeling Myself languishing, I was delirious for wanting to be in the Arms of the Divinity, to receive Their Embraces, and to give Them My own. And so the Angels, for whom My Desires were Commands, picked Me up, and carrying Me on their wings, brought Me into the Loving Arms of My Celestial Father. O! With how much Love They awaited Me. I was coming from the exile, and the brief pauses of separation between Me and Them were the cause of New Fires of Love; they were New Gifts that They prepared for Me, to give them to Me; and I would find New Devices to ask for Pity and Mercy for My children who, living in the exile, were under the lash of Divine Justice.
And dissolving Myself all in Love, I said to Them: “Adorable Trinity, I feel Happy—I feel Myself Queen, nor do I know what unhappiness and slavery is. On the contrary, because of Your Will Reigning in Me, the Joys, the Happinesses, are so Great and so many that, little as I am, I cannot embrace them all. But in so much Happiness, there is a vein of intense bitterness in My little Heart: I feel in It My children unhappy, slaves to their rebellious will. Have Pity, Holy Father have Pity. Make My Happiness whole—make Happy these unhappy children, whom I carry, more than Mother, within My Maternal Heart. Let the Divine Word descend upon earth, and everything will be granted. And I will not come down off of Your Paternal knees if You do not give Me the Deed of Grace, that I may bring to My children the Good News of their Redemption.”
The Divinity was moved at My Prayers, and filling Me with New Gifts, They said to Me: “Return to the exile and continue Your Prayers. Extend the Kingdom of Our Will in all Your Acts, for at the appropriate time We will make You content.” But They did not tell Me either when or where He would descend.
So I would depart from Heaven only to do the Divine Will. This was the Most Heroic Sacrifice for Me, but I did it gladly, so that the Divine Will alone might have Full Dominion over Me. Now listen to Me, My daughter. How much did your soul cost Me, to the point of embittering the Immense Sea of My Joys and Happinesses. Every time you do your will, you render yourself a slave, and you feel your unhappiness; and I, as your Mama, feel in My Heart the unhappiness of My daughter. O! How sorrowful it is to have unhappy children. And how you should take to heart doing the Divine Will, since I reached the point of departing from Heaven so that My will might have no life in Me.
Now, My daughter, continue to listen to Me (Blessed Mother Mary): in each one of your acts, may your First Duty be to Adore your Creator, to Know Him and to Love Him. This places you in the Order of Creation, and you come to recognize He who Created you. This is the Holiest Duty of each creature: to recognize her Origin.
Now you must know that My bringing Myself to Heaven, descending, praying, formed the Daybreak around Me, which, spreading in the whole world, surrounded the hearts of My children, so that, from the Dawn, the Daybreak might rise, to make arise the Serene Day of the awaiting of the Divine Word upon earth.
Celestial Little Mama, in seeing You, just Newly Born, giving me Lessons so Holy, I feel enraptured and I comprehend how much You Love me, to the point of rendering Yourself unhappy because of me. O please! Holy Mama, You who Love me so much, let the Power, the Love, the Joys that inundate You, descend into my heart, so that, filled with them, my will may find no room to live in me, and may freely give up the place to the Dominion of the Divine Will.
Today, to honor Me, you will do three acts of adoration to your Creator, reciting three Glory Be’s to thank Him for the many times I received the Grace to be admitted to Their Presence.
Celestial Mama, make the Daybreak of the Divine Will rise within my soul.