Que soy era immaculada Concepciou – I am the Immaculate Conception
These are the words Our Lady said to Saint Bernadette Sobirous, in her own local French patois, when asked by the young saintly visionary who she was. This was in 1858, four years after Pope Blessed Pius IX proclaimed the dogma of the Immaculate Conception, with the bull Ineffabilis Deus, December 8th, 1854, proclaiming that the Mother of God was preserved from all stain (macula) of original sin, by the merits of Christ which God saw (praevisa) beforehand. In other words, she was saved before the Saviour took flesh from her, as a unique and unrepeated privilege:
Accordingly, by the inspiration of the Holy Spirit, for the honor of the Holy and undivided Trinity, for the glory and adornment of the Virgin Mother of God, for the exaltation of the Catholic Faith, and for the furtherance of the Catholic religion, by the authority of Jesus Christ our Lord, of the Blessed Apostles Peter and Paul, and by our own: “We declare, pronounce, and define that the doctrine which holds that the most Blessed Virgin Mary, in the first instance of her conception, by a singular grace and privilege granted by Almighty God, in view of the merits of Jesus Christ, the Savior of the human race, was preserved free from all stain of original sin, is a doctrine revealed by God and therefore to be believed firmly and constantly by all the faithful.”
There are any number of possible means by which God could have become Man – or, more technically, assumed our human nature – but the Immaculate Conception demonstrates the utter gratuity of God’s grace, that He wills to save us by means we may not expect, by any and all means at His disposal. And one of the greatest means was one of the least, an unknown and obscure Jewish virgin, living in a backwater town in Israel, who would be elevated to the status of the greatest and most perfect of all God’s creation. As Saint Paul declared in his first letter to the Corinthians, (and he may well have had Our Lady in mind)
but God chose what is foolish in the world to shame the wise, God chose what is weak in the world to shame the strong, God chose what is low and despised in the world, even things that are not, to bring to nothing things that are, so that no human being might boast in the presence of God.
Mary’s parents, whom tradition names Joachim and Anne, were, by tradition, pious and devout, elderly and childless. As is often His wont, God chose this unlikely couple to conceive, in a miraculous way, the future Mother of God, a fitting abode for the Word Incarnate, a veritable golden chalice, sacred, set apart, the ‘chosen shrine’ as Venantius Fortunatus sang in his famous hymn, wherein the Architect divine’ dwelt for nine hidden months.
At the shrine of Saint Anne at Beaupre, just north of Quebec City, there is diplayed in a glass case, the forearm bone of the grandmother of Christ, making all of this sort of unsettlingly real and, well, incarnate. God really does work through real flesh and blood, in all of our own humanity and its limitations and weaknesses. Out of these, He can do wonders. God hath seen the lowliness of His handmaid…
So we should rejoice in our humility, and hope even in the midst of impossible odds. Of course, the modern world would discount such notions as an ‘immaculate conception’, even doubting the existence of such things as a a human ‘soul’, smiling perhaps politely at such follies, mired in their materialism. Oh well, let the world revel in its apparent and all-too-temporary power, pomp and splendour, which will quickly pass away. The real things, like souls, immaculate and otherwise, will endure.
We should hope, trust and even boast only the providence and power of Almighty God, which acts often when and how we least expect. And remember in particular the people of the United States, going through their own travails, on this, their patronal feast.
My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord, and my spirit rejoices in God my saviour.