| But oftentimes when our falling and our wretchedness is showed us, we are so sore adread, and so greatly ashamed of our self, that scarcely we find where we may hold us. But then wills not our courteous Mother that we flee away, for Him were nothing lother. But He wills then that we use the condition of a child: for when it is hurt, or adread, it runs hastily to the mother for help, with all its might. So wills He that we do, as a meek child saying thus: My kind Mother, my Gracious Mother, my dearworthy Mother, have mercy on me: I have made myself foul and unlike to You, and I nor may nor can amend it but with your help and grace. And if we feel us not then eased forthwith, be we sure that He uses the condition of a wise mother. For if He see that it be more profit to us to mourn and to weep, He suffers it, with ruth and pity, to the best time, for love. And He wills then that we use the property of a child, that evermore of nature trusts to the love of the mother in weal and in woe. | |