The Life of the Blessed Virgin Mary As Set Forth in Her Litany – Mother Untouched

Imagine a cultivator of fruit trees, whose ambition is to possess a beautiful orchard of all kinds of fruit-growing trees, giving his time and attention to the ground to be selected, the trees to be planted therein, the fertilizers to be used, and to all the implements necessary for the work of properly tilling the land.

Having made the choice of a field he considers best suited for his purpose, he begins to put it in condition for the planting of the trees.

He plows and re-plows the soil, he fertilizes it well, harrows and rolls it and spaces it off. He looks after the work himself and sees that all is well done. He then proceeds to make choice of the fruit trees he desires to plant. He supervises their setting out in keeping with his fixed plan.

After some years of tireless care, cultivating and irrigating the orchard, pruning the trees in due season, he finds that his labors are about to be crowned with an abundant crop of the most delicate and savory fruit.

Day by day he goes into his orchard, examines the trees, the leaves, the maturing fruit and sees that all goes well.

His heart rejoices over the splendid prospect; his eyes feast on the beautiful picture his orchard presents. Soon, very soon, the rosy, the yellow, the pink, the white colored fruits of various kinds will be gathered in and his soul will overflow with gladness.

At last the day is appointed when he, with his employees, will begin to gather the fruit. The night preceding the day named, a violent wind storm passes over the section of the country wherein his orchard is located, bearing, as on wings, millions on millions of insects that settle upon every tree and fruit in his orchard.

On the morrow, when he and his laborers set about their work, they And every tree injured, every fruit tainted, save one lone tree with its fruit, that he had placed at the base of a high knoll, which sheltered it from the wind.

This was the only tree, and its luscious fruit the only fruit untouched by the pestiferous insects that swarmed upon all the others in the orchard. Though saddened at the blight that had come upon his work, the gardener was not broken in spirit, but from the tree that remained untouched and had escaped ruin he was able to replant a second orchard, without which his labors would have been entirely fruitless.

May we not liken to this husbandman and his work God and the work of His creation?

He made the heavens and the earth. He beautified the heavens with lights to divide the day and the night, to be for signs and for seasons, and for days and years.

In the firmament He placed a greater luminary to rule the day, and a lesser light and the stars He made to govern the night. They were all intended to dispel darkness and light up the world.

He had the earth to bring forth green herbs, fruit trees, and other trees of every kind. He planted a paradise of pleasure, and in it brought forth all manner of trees fair to behold and their fruit pleasant to eat of.

Seeing that all was done as He willed, He created man, forming him of the slime of the earth, and breathed into his face a living soul. To His own image and likeness did God make man, and placed him in the garden of delights with power to rule over His creation.

“Of every tree of paradise thou shalt eat,” saith the Lord God to man, “but of the tree of knowledge of good and evil thou shalt not eat. For in what day soever thou shalt eat of it, thou shalt die the death” (Genesis 2:16-17).

But there came a day, a fatal day for man, when the spirit of darkness, the enemy of both God and man, entered the garden of paradise and by cunning speech led man to eat of the fruit of the tree of knowledge of good and evil, of which he had been forbidden to eat under the penalty of death.

In so doing, man lost his innocence and was forthwith driven from the paradise of pleasure. The earth was cursed in his disobedience, and with labor, and in the sweat of his face man must henceforth eat thereof all the days of his life.

Is Heaven, then, to be forever closed against him? Is the earth to be forever cursed in his work? Is there no one upon whom God can look complacently, no one who has not been touched by the blight caused by Adam’s disobedience?

There is one who escaped and whom God finds free from that defilement. The humble Virgin Mary, ever virgin, blessed among women, and who, by a special predilection of God, was protected in her lowliness from the infection that came unto all the children of Adam, was the only one untouched by the withering wind of disobedience.

The archangel, prostrate before her in her humble Nazareth home, salutes her, “Hail full of grace, the Lord is with thee” (Luke 1:28). ‘Tis our Mother Mary, the fruit of whose chaste womb, Jesus, is to reopen Heaven, bring back blessing to earth and redemption and salvation to man.

Oh, spotless! Oh, ever blessed Virgin Mary! Oh, pure and immaculate Mother of our Redeemer, no stain is upon you. You are all fair in the sight of God. You are our sweet, our loving mother, untouched, even by original sin, from the first moment of your immaculate conception.