Here’s a nice reminiscence about the birth of my little boy, Emmanuel. (He’s 14 tomorrow.)
In 1998, our Archbishop celebrated Hobart’s first public Mass in honour of the Feast of the Divine Mercy, to which I have a great devotion. I was expecting my seventh child at the time, and was pleased to have the opportunity of venerating the pilgrim image of Our Lady of Guadalupe, patroness of the Unborn Child, which was displayed during that Mass. That was really the beginning of my interest in OLO Guadalupe.
Well, my due date drew near, the 12th of December came and went, but on the 13th I went into labour. It was one of those frustrating stop/start labours, but eventually progressed, and we went to the hospital. A friend, also devoted to the Divine Mercy, stayed with the children.
Things were still progressing rather slowly, until 3 o’clock precisely, when the midwife who was with us bumped a chair; the baby jumped inside me and engaged fully, and the labour began in earnest. The second stage lasted from 3 until 4 o’clock; the Hour of Mercy, and then our little Emmanuel came into the world. We later found out that our friend had said the Chaplet with the children at 3 o’clock.
The little baby is now almost 6 feet tall, has a very deep voice, and looks handsome in a suit!
(Does anyone know of a connection between Our Lady of Guadalupe and the Divine Mercy devotion? If you do, I would like to hear about it.)
Happy feast-day to you all.
The maiden is with child and will soon give birth to a son whom she will call Immanuel.On curds and honey he will feed until he knows how to refuse evil and choose good.