The
central image in this suncather is called Stella Maris - Star of the Sea. With a hymn composed in the eighth
century, thus for over a thousand years, the Church has greeted Mary, the
Mother of God, as ÒStar of the SeaÓ: Ave maris stella. Human life is a
journey. Towards what destination? How do we find the way? Life is like a
voyage on the sea of history, often dark and stormy, a voyage in which we watch
for the stars that indicate the route. The true stars of our life are the
people who have lived good lives. They are lights of hope. Certainly, Jesus
Christ is the true light, the sun that has risen above all the shadows of
history. But to reach him we also need lights close byÑpeople who shine with
his light and so guide us along our way. Who more than Mary could be a star of
hope for us? With her ÒyesÓ she opened the door of our world to God himself;
she became the living Ark of the Covenant, in whom God took flesh, became one
of us, and pitched his tent among us (cf. Jn 1:14).
Through you Mary, through your ÒyesÓ, the hope of the ages became
reality, entering this world and its history. You bowed low before the
greatness of this task and gave your consent: ÒBehold, I am the handmaid of the
Lord; let it be to me according to your wordÓ (Lk 1:38). When you
hastened with holy joy across the mountains of Judea to see your cousin
Elizabeth, you became the image of the Church to come, which carries the hope
of the world in her womb across the mountains of history. But alongside the joy
which, with your Magnificat, you proclaimed in word and song for all the
centuries to hear, you also knew the dark sayings of the prophets about the
suffering of the servant of God in this world. Shining over his birth in the
stable at Bethlehem, there were angels in splendor who brought the good news to
the shepherds, but at the same time the lowliness of God in this world was all
too palpable. The old man Simeon spoke to you of the sword, which would pierce
your soul (cf. Lk 2:35), of the sign of contradiction that your Son would be in this
world. Then, when Jesus began his public ministry, you had to step aside, so
that a new family could grow, the family which it was his mission to establish
and which would be made up of those who heard his word and kept it (cf. Lk 11:27f).
Notwithstanding the great joy that marked the beginning of JesusÕ ministry, in
the synagogue of Nazareth you must already have experienced the truth of the
saying about the Òsign of contradictionÓ (cf. Lk 4:28ff). In this way
you saw the growing power of hostility and rejection which built up around
Jesus until the hour of the Cross, when you had to look upon the Saviour of the
world, the heir of David, the Son of God dying like a failure, exposed to
mockery, between criminals. Then you received the word of Jesus: ÒWoman,
behold, your Son!Ó (Jn 19:26). From the Cross you received a new mission. From
the Cross you became a mother in a new way: the mother of all those who believe
in your Son Jesus and wish to follow him. The sword of sorrow pierced your
heart. Did hope die? Did the world remain definitively without light, and life
without purpose? At that moment, deep down, you probably listened again to the
word spoken by the angel in answer to your fear at the time of the
Annunciation: ÒDo not be afraid, Mary!Ó (Lk 1:30). How many times
had the Lord, your Son, said the same thing to his disciples: do not be afraid!
In your heart, you heard this word again during the night of Golgotha. Before
the hour of his betrayal he had said to his disciples: ÒBe of good cheer, I
have overcome the worldÓ (Jn 16:33). ÒLet not your hearts be troubled,
neither let them be afraidÓ (Jn 14:27). ÒDo not be afraid, Mary!Ó In that hour
at Nazareth the angel had also said to you: ÒOf his kingdom there will be no
endÓ (Lk 1:33). Could it have ended before it began? No, at the foot of the
Cross, on the strength of Jesus's own word, you became the mother of believers.
In this faith, which even in the darkness of Holy Saturday bore the certitude
of hope, you made your way towards Easter morning. The joy of the Resurrection
touched your heart and united you in a new way to the disciples, destined to
become the family of Jesus through faith. In this way you were in the midst of
the community of believers, who in the days following the Ascension prayed with
one voice for the gift of the Holy Spirit (cf. Acts 1:14) and then received
that gift on the day of Pentecost. The ÒKingdomÓ of Jesus was not as might have
been imagined. It began in that hour, and of this ÒKingdomÓ there will be no
end. Thus you remain in the midst of the disciples as their Mother, as the
Mother of hope. Holy Mary, Mother of God, our Mother, teach us to believe, to
hope, to love with you. Show us the way to his Kingdom! Star of the Sea, shine
upon us and guide us on our way!