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“The Marian Church does not know the answers before the questions are posed. Her path is not traced out in advance. She knows doubt and unease, night and loneliness. That is the price of trust. She takes her part in the conversation but makes no claim to know everything. She accepts that she must search.”

Stabat Mater
At the cross her station keeping,
Stood the mournful Mother weeping,
Near her Son until the end.