The Madonna of the Carnation - by DÜRER, Albrecht - from Alte Pinakothek, Munich
|This small panel assumes the look of an icon, in which the Carnation alludes to the Passion and suffering of both Jesus and His Mother. The Pear that the child closes in His hands recalls His love of mankind which motivates Him to endure the extreme pain, humility, and suffering of His Passion.|
|The grief of Mary in the Passion of her Son was so great, that she alone compassionated in a degree by any means adequate to its merits, the death of a God-made-man for the love of man. Mary suffered much more in the Passion of her Son than she would have done had she herself endured it; for she loved her Jesus much more than she loved herself.|
compassion for Him made her the Queen of Martyrs. On this subject of Mary's compassion in the death of Jesus Christ, Father Pinamonti gives expression to a beautiful and remarkable opinion; he says, that "the grief of Mary in the Passion of her Son was so great, that she alone compassionated in a degree by any means adequate to its merits, the death of a God made man for the love of man". Blessed Amadeus also writes, that "Mary suffered much more in the Passion of her Son than she would have done had she herself endured it; for she loved her Jesus much more than she loved herself". Hence Saint Ildephonsus did not hesitate to assert, that "the sufferings of Mary exceeded those of all martyrs united together". Saint Anselm, addressing the Blessed Virgin, says, "The most cruel torments inflicted on the holy martyrs were trifling or as nothing in compassion with thy martyrdom, O Mary". The same Saint adds, "Indeed, O Lady, in each moment of thy life thy sufferings were such, that thou couldst not have endured them, and wouldst have expired under them, had not thy Son, the Source of Life, preserved thee". Saint Bernardine of Sienna even says, that "the sufferings of Mary were such, that had they been divided amongst all creatures capable of suffering, they would have caused their immediate death". Who, then, can ever doubt that the martyrdom of Mary was without its equal, and that it exceeded the sufferings of all the martyrs; since, as Saint Antoninus says, "they suffered in the sacrifice of their own lives; but the Blessed Virgin suffered by offering the life of her Son to God, a life which she loved far more than her own".
The martyrs suffered under the torments inflicted on them by tyrants, but Our Lord, Who never abandons His servants, always confronted them in the midst of their sufferings. The love of God, which burnt in their hearts, rendered all these sufferings sweet and pleasing to them. A Saint Vincent suffered, when on the rack he was torn with pincers, and burnt with hot iron plates; but, Saint Augustine says, that "the Saint spoke with such contempt of his torments, that it seemed as if it was one who spoke, and another who suffered". A Saint Boniface suffered, when the flesh was torn from his body with iron hooks, sharp reeds were forced under his nails, and melted lead was poured into his mouth; but, in the midst of it all, he could never cease to thank Jesus Christ, Who allowed him to suffer for His love. A Saint Lawrence suffered, when roasting on a gridiron; "but the love that inflamed him", says Saint Augustine, "did not allow him to feel the fire, or even that prolonged death itself". So that the greater was the love of the martyrs for Jesus Christ, the less did they feel their pains; and in the midst of them all, the remembrance alone of the Passion of Jesus Christ sufficed to console them. With Mary it was precisely the reverse; for the torments of Jesus were her martyrdom, and love for Jesus was her only executioner. Here we must repeat the words of Jeremiah, "O Virgin Daughter of Zion? for great as the sea is thy destruction: who shall heal thee?" - Lamentations 2:13. As the sea is all bitterness, and has not within its bosom a single drop of water which is sweet, so also was the heart of Mary all bitterness, and without the least consolation: "Who shall heal thee?" Her Son alone could console her and heal her wounds; but how could Mary receive comfort in her grief from her crucified Son, since the love she bore Him was the whole cause of her martyrdom?
"To understand, then, how great was the grief of Mary, we must understand", says Cornelius á Lapide, "how great was the love she bore her Son". But who can ever measure this love? Blessed Amadeus says, that "natural love towards Him as her Son, and supernatural love towards Him as her God, were united in the heart of Mary". These two loves were blended into one, and this, so great a love, that William of Paris does not hesitate to assert , that Mary loved Jesus, "as much as it was possible for a pure creature to love Him". So that, as Richard of Saint Victor says, "as no other creature ever loved God as much as Mary loved Him, so there never was any sorrow like Mary's sorrow".
"Now there stood by the Cross of Jesus His Mother". Let us stay awhile to consider these words before concluding our discourse; but I entreat you renew your attention. "There stood". When Jesus was on the Cross the disciples had already abandoned Him; they had done so from the moment in which He was taken in the Garden of Olives: "Then the disciples all leaving Him, fled" - Matthew 26:56. The disciples abandoned Him; but His loving Mother did not abandon Him; she remained with Him until He expired. "There stood by". Mothers fly when they see their children suffer much, and are unable to give them relief; they have not then strength to endure the torment, and therefore fly to a distance. Mary beheld her Son in agony on the Cross; she saw that His sufferings were slowly depriving Him of life; she desired to relieve Him in that last extremity, but could not; but with all this she could not fly; she could not go to a distance, but drew nearer to the Cross on which her Son was dying: "She stood by the Cross". The Cross was the hard bed on which Jesus Christ had to die. Mary, who stood by its side, never turned her eyes from Him; she beheld Him all torn by the scourges, thorns, and nails; she saw that her poor Son, suspended by those three iron hooks, found no repose. She, as I have already said, would have desired to give Him some relief; she would have desired, at least, that He should have expired in her arms; but, no, even this is forbidden her. "Ah, Cross!", she must have said, "restore me my Son; thou art a gibbet for malefactors, but my Son is innocent". But wait, O sorrowful Mother; God's will is that the Cross should only restore thee thy Son when He has expired. Saint Bonaventure, considering the sorrow of Mary in the death of her Son, writes, that "no grief was more bitter than hers, because no son was as dear as her Son". Since, then, there never was a son more worthy of love than Jesus, nor any mother who who ever loved as Mary loved, what sorrow can be compared to the sorrow of Mary? "Ah, there never has been in the world a more amiable Son than Jesus", says Richard of Saint Lawrence, "nor was there ever so loving a Mother. Had there been less love between this Mother and Son, His death would have been less cruel, their griefs would have been diminished; but the more tender were their loves, the deeper were their wounds". Mary saw that death approached her Son; therefore, casting her compassionate eyes upon Him, she seemed to say, "Ah Son, Thou already departest, already Thou leavest me; and art Thou silent? Give me a last remembrance". Yes, He did so. Jesus Christ left her a remembrance; it was this: "Woman", He said, "behold thy son", referring to Saint John, who stood near; and with these words He bade His Mother farewell. He called her woman, that by the sweet name of Mother, He might not increase her grief: "Woman, behold thy son"; he will take charge of thee when I am dead.
"There stood by the Cross of Jesus, His Mother". Let us, in fine', observe Mary, who stood at the foot of the Cross and beheld her Son expire. But, O God, what Son was it that died? It was a Son Who from all eternity had chosen her for His Mother, and had preferred her in His love to all men and angels; It was a Son so beautiful, so holy, so amiable; a Son Who had always obeyed her; a Son Who was her only love, for He was her Son and her God; and Mary had to see Him die before her eyes, of pure suffering.
But, behold, the hour of the death of Jesus has already come; the afflicted Mother saw her Son then enduring the last assaults of death; behold, again, His body already was sinking, His head drooped down on His breast, His mouth opened, and He expired. The people cried out, He is dead, His is dead! and Mary also said, "Ah, my Jesus, my Son, Thou art now dead".
When Jesus was dead, He was taken down from the Cross. Mary received Him with out-stretched arms; she then pressed Him to her heart, and examined that Head wounded by the thorns, those Hands pierced with nails, and that Body all lacerated and torn. "Ah, Son", she said, "to what has Thy love for men reduced Thee?" But the disciples, fearing that with her Son clasped in her arms she would die of grief, out of compassion approached her, and, with reverential determination, removed her Son from her arms, wrapped Him in the winding-sheet, and carried Him away to bury Him. The other holy women accompanied Him, and with them the sorrowful Mother followed her Son to the tomb; where, having herself deposited Him with her own hands, she bade Him farewell and retired. Saint Bernard says, that "as Mary passed along the way, her sorrow and grief were such, that all who met her were thereby moved to tears"; and he adds that "those who accompanied her wept rather for her than for our Lord".
My readers, let us be devout to the dolors of Mary. Blessed Albert the Great writes, that "as we are under great obligations to Jesus Christ for His death, so also are under great obligations to Mary for the grief which she endured when she offered her Son to God by death for our salvation". This the angel revealed to Saint Bridget; he said that the Blessed Virgin, to see us saved, herself offered the life of her Son to the Eternal Father; a sacrifice which; as we have already said, cost her greater suffering than all the torments of the martyrs, or even death itself. But the Divine Mother complained to Saint Bridget, that very few pitied her in her sorrows, and that the greater part of the world lived in entire forgetfulness of them. Therefore she exhorted the Saint saying, "Though many forget me, do not thou, my daughter, forget me". For this purpose the Blessed Virgin herself appeared in the year 1239 to the founders of the Order of the Servites, or Servants of Mary, to desire them to institute a Religious Order in remembrance of her sorrows; and this they did. Jesus Himself, one day spoke to Blessed Veronica of Binasco, saying, "Daughter, tears shed over My Passion are dear to Me; but as I love My Mother Mary with an immense love, the meditation of the sorrows which she endured at My death is also very dear to me". It is also well to know, as Pelbart relates it, that it was was revealed to Saint Elizabeth of Hungary, that Our Lord had promised four special graces to those who are devout to the dolors of Mary: