Today we celebrate our hope! Mary conceived sinless in the womb of St. Anne.

 This in anticipation that one day, God would bring forth from her flesh and through her fiat: Our Savior Jesus Christ!

The Virgin - Poem by William Wordsworth:

Mother! whose virgin bosom was uncrost
With the least shade of thought to sin allied;
Woman! above all women glorified,
Our tainted nature's solitary boast;
Purer than foam on central ocean tost;
Brighter than eastern skies at daybreak strewn
With fancied roses, than the unblemished moon
Before her wane begins on heaven's blue coast;
Thy Image falls to earth. Yet some, I ween,
Not unforgiven the suppliant knee might bend,
As to a visible Power, in which did blend
All that was mixed and reconciled in Thee
Of mother's love with maiden purity,
Of high with low, celestial with terrene!

Photo: Mary the Immaculate Conception from our chapel!