Oh, sweet and perfect Mary, when the God of the Universe humbly bowed before the Queen of his heart and asked for your hand to accompany him in his saving plans for me, you said ‘yes’. You said ‘yes’ to me Mama before you knew my name. You wed yourself to the very breath of my God, who you gently tug me towards everyday. You gave me the King of my heart and the one whom my soul truly loves Mother Mary because of your ‘yes’ to the ultimate proposal.
Oh, sweet and perfect Jesus, when you said let there be light… let there be the wind and the waves… let there be Adam and Eve (Genesis 1) … you said let there be Bry. You love this beautiful mess of yours. You bend your knee and ask for my hand to be wedded to yours forever, with the same hand my name written on in your scars (Isaiah 49), and you ask for me to echo the same ‘yes’ your sweet Mother did, to accompany you on the most epic journey ever. You said ‘yes’ to me my sweet Jesus before I said ‘yes’ to you. I remember the day vividly, at a Steubenville Conference when I was 15 years old, you had been making advances for my heart since the day I was born, but this was the day I finally gave you a chance my dear Jesus. And during this proposal taking place at the door of my heart, you continue to tell me daily “be satisfied with me. I know the desires of your heart and I want to give you the most epic love story, but before you say ‘yes’ to your future husband, you have to say ‘yes’ to me first.” (Be Satisfied With Me, St. Anthony)
Oh, sweet and hopeful future husband of mine, the day you get down on one knee will be the third most important proposal in my life, next to Jesus and Mary, and it all started with our sweet and perfect Mother. I pray that we can echo the same ‘yes’ she did the day she agreed to come save us with our Lord.
Everybody Loves Bry 