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\nThe Helper in Childbirth<\/strong><\/p>\n

An explanation of this icon was found on the website of The Franciscan Friars of the Immaculate a few years ago. Their current website is \u00a0https:\/\/figuadalupe.com\/<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThis icon of the Mother of God is called \u201cThe Helper in Childbirth\u201c. The first prototypes of this icon appeared in Western Russia, in the early 19th<\/sup>\u00a0century. It was made for a very practical and urgent need \u2013 the difficulties in conceiving and giving birth.<\/p>\n

A variation of the ancient and famous icon of Our Lady of the Sign, this icon differs by showing the Mother of God folding her hands in prayer over her heart, instead of holding them outstretched to the sides. Under the protective arch of her hands, we can see the newly conceived Christ Child, emanating from inside her womb in an almond shaped-halo of light. To show He is the \u201cLogos\u201c, or Word of God incarnate, He holds a small white scroll. She is filled and radiant with light from inside.\u201d<\/p>\n

To read more about this icon and the Franciscan Friars click<\/p>\n

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Volume 34; January 1, 1937<\/h1>\n

The feast that the Queen of Heaven prepared for Her Son Jesus at His birth.\u00a0 How love is a magnet that transforms and embellishes.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

I was thinking of the Incarnation of the Word and the excesses of love of the Divinity, that seemed like seas that, enveloping all creatures, wanted to make them feel how much they loved them, to be loved in return; and investing them inside and out, they murmured continuously, without ever ceasing: \u2018Love, Love, Love…. Love do We give, and love do We want.\u2019\u00a0 And Our Celestial Mother, feeling wounded by the continuous cry of the Eternal One giving Love and wanting Love, appeared all attentive in requiting Her Dear Son, the Incarnate Word, by forming, Herself, a surprise of Love.\u00a0 Now, at that moment, the Celestial Infant came out of the Maternal womb, and I \u2013 O! how I longed for Him; and He, throwing Himself into My arms, all festive, told me:\u00a0 \u201cMy daughter, see – My Mama prepared for Me the Feast at My Birth \u2013 but do you know how?\u00a0 She was aware of the Seas of Love that were coming down from Heaven in the descent of the Eternal Word; She heard the continuous cry of God, wanting to be Loved in return; and Our Yearnings, Our Ardent Sighs.\u00a0 She had felt My moans inside Her womb; often She heard Me cry and sob.\u00a0 Each of My moans was a Sea of Love that I sent to each heart, in order to be Loved back; and in seeing Myself unloved, I cried, unto bursting into sobs; but each tear and sob doubled My Seas of Love in order to win the creatures by dint of Love. But, no! they would convert these Seas into pains, while I made use of the pains in order to convert them into yet more Seas of Love, for as many pains as they gave Me.<\/p>\n

Now, My Mama wanted to make Me smile upon My being Born, and prepare the Feast for Her Baby Son.\u00a0<\/strong> <\/span>She knew that I cannot smile if I AM not Loved, nor can I take part in any feast if Love does not run in it.\u00a0 Therefore, Loving Me as True Mother, and possessing by Virtue of My Fiat Seas of Love, Queen as She was of all Creation,<\/strong> <\/span>She enveloped the heavens with Her love, and sealed each star with the \u2018I Love You, O Son, for Myself and for all\u2019.<\/em>\u00a0 She enwrapped the sun within Her Sea of love and impressed in each drop of light Her \u2018I Love You, O Son\u2019<\/em>; and She called the sun to invest its Creator with its light, so that, being warmed, He might feel in each drop of light the \u2018I Love You\u2019 <\/em>of His Mama.\u00a0 She invested the wind with Her Love, and in each breath of it She impressed the \u2018I Love You, O Son\u2019<\/em>; and then She called it, so that it may caress Him with its breeze and make Him feel in each blowing of its breath:\u00a0 \u2018I Love You, I Love You, O my Son\u2019.<\/em>\u00a0 She enveloped all the air within Her Seas of Love, so that, in breathing, He might feel the Breath of Love of His Mother. She covered the whole of the sea with Her Sea of Love, and each dart of the fish.\u00a0 And the sea murmured:\u00a0 \u2018I Love You, O My Son\u2019<\/em>; and the fish darted:\u00a0\u2018I Love You, I Love You\u2019<\/em>.\u00a0 There was nothing She did not invest with Her Love; and with Her Empire of Queen She Commanded all to receive Her Love, to give back to Her Jesus the Love of His Mama. <\/strong><\/span>So, each bird \u2013 some trilled \u2018Love\u2019<\/em>, some twittered, some warbled \u2018Love\u2019<\/em>.\u00a0 Even each atom of the earth was invested by Her Love.\u00a0 The breath of the animals reached Me with the \u2018I Love You\u2019<\/em>of My Mother; and the hay was invested by Her Love.\u00a0 Therefore, there was not one thing that I saw or touched that I would not feel the Sweetness of Her Love.\u00a0 With this She prepared for Me the Most Beautiful Feast upon My Birth \u2013 a Feast All of Love.\u00a0<\/strong><\/span> It was the requital of My Great Love that My Sweet Mother made Me find; and it was Her Love that calmed My crying, warmed Me while I was numb with cold in the manger. More so, since I found in Her Love the Love of all creatures, and for each of them She kissed Me, clasped Me to Her Heart, and Loved Me with Love of Mother on behalf of Her children; and I, feeling in each of them Her Maternal Love, was drawn to Love them as children of Hers and as dear brothers of Mine.<\/p>\n

My daughter, what can the Love animated by an Omnipotent Fiat not do? It makes Itself magnet and draws us to each other in an irresistible way; It removes any dissimilarity; with Its warmth It transforms and confirms the creature into the Beloved; then It embellishes her in an incredible way, so much so, that heaven and earth feel drawn to love her.\u00a0 Not to Love a creature that Loves Us is impossible for Us; the whole of Our Divine Power and Strength become powerless and weak before the winning force of one who Loves Us.\u00a0 Therefore, you too \u2013 give Me the feast that My Mother gave Me upon My Birth; envelop Heaven and earth with your \u2018I Love You, O Jesus\u2019<\/em>; let nothing escape you where your Love would not run \u2013 make Me Smile.<\/span><\/strong>\u00a0 I<\/span>n fact, I was not Born only once, but I AM Reborn Always, and many times My Births are without smile and without feast, and only My Tears, Sobs and Wailings are left to Me, and an icy cold that makes Me shiver and all My Limbs numb.\u00a0 Therefore, clasp Me to your heart in order to warm Me with your Love, and with the Light of My Will form for Me the garment to clothe Me, so that you too will make Feast for Me; and I will make it for you by giving you More Love and New Knowledge of My Will.\u201d<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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