"Mother of God: Mary"
And it is hidden, yet written of Jesus: "Whoever rejects My Mother--he rejects Me."
It is not the fault of Martin Luther, for he believed that pencils had erasers, yet the stone-forged Word of God is eternal, and God is not limited to the Bible. If you think of the Virgin Mother; next, become aroused, as many Protestants do--you have an Oedipus Complex, and need the bullwhip of Christ to cool your dual exhaust. For as the Virgin Mother knew: "Do not be of two minds."
There is no Son without the Mother, formed by the Holy Spirit in Her Inviolate Womb, not Martin Luther's dirty womb, for he had no womb, but great flatulence--flatus expelled through the anus; moreover, Saint Gabriel never spoke to him.
She is the Greatest Disciple, and even the Koran holds Her up. As does Genesis, Her stepping on the adder before Saint Michael had a chance to demonically detoxify.
Your candle was lit, way back yonder, as King Solomon knew in his automatic writing. And King David, his biological father, wrote and fought from the heart--pure heart--a man after God's Own Heart.
What do they sing about Christ during the celebration of Saint Joseph's silence: "The Son of David lives forever!!!"
But what are we, without our mothers pointing us to God?
