“I made known to them your name and I will make it known, that the love with which you loved me may be in them and I in them.” John 17:26

I look forward to coming to the Midwest in May just to smell the lilacs.The scent alone transports me back to a magical time of when for a brief moment the finite and the infinite would become one. On the appointed day at the month’s end, we would cut big sprays of this tantalizing flower and lay them at the foot of a big statue of Mary that was positioned in the garden adjacent to the playground at our parochial school. Dressed in our Sunday best, walking in a long procession and  singing  hymns a feeling of holiness surrounded us. Honoring motherhood as a kind of divine grace permeating through our lives came as naturally as the spring flowers. Whatever was lacking in real life was completed in our Blessed Mother who would protect and love us no matter what because she knew the secrets of her divine child and could lead us to him on any ordinary day in May.