All I Ask Is a Tall Ship and a Star to Steer Her By.

The Twenty-Third Wednesday of Ordinary Time; or, the Memorial of the Most Holy Name of Mary.

Lessons from the secondary feria, according to the ordinary form of the Roman Rite:

• I Corinthians 7: 25-31.
• Psalm 45: 11-12, 14-17.
• Luke 6: 20-26.

When a Mass for the memorial is taken, lessons from the feria as above, or from the proper:

• Galatians 4: 4-7 (or Ephesians 1: 3-6).
[Responsorial] Luke 1: 46-55.
• Luke 1: 39-47.

…or, any lessons from the common of the Blessed Virgin Mary.

The Third Class Feast of the Most Holy Name of Mary.

First & third lessons from the proper, Gradual from the common "Salve sancta…" of the Blessed Virgin Mary, according to the extraordinary form of the Roman Rite:

• Ecclesiasticus 24: 23-31.
[Gradual] Benedicta et venerábilis es…*
• Luke 1: 26-38.

8:51 AM 9/12/2018 —

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

That’s a poem called "Sea-Fever" by John Masefield, which first appeared in his collection Salt-Water Poems and Ballads, published in 1916 and, obviously, I read it to you for a reason as it relates—at least in my twisted mind—to today’s memorial.
     The Third Class Feast of the Holy Name of Mary was created by Pope Innocent XI to commemorate the victory of Catholic forces in Vienna over the Turkish tyrant who had long oppressed the Christians of Eastern Europe.† Even today the Turks are very sensitive to such issues, as evidenced by their anger at Pope Francis calling attention to the genocide they perpetrated against the Armenians prior to the First World War. Given that time-conditioned history, one might legitimately wonder how the feast survived the wrath of the post-conciliar reformers, given that these historical events don't “speak to us today.”
     But God works in mysterious ways, and the feast survives not so much because we're attached to the military history of the Papal States, but because the Church, over time, learned to internalize the veneration for the Mother God to which Pope Innocent attributed the victory. But, to understand this, we need to liberate ourselves from a purely elementary and devotional appreciation for the Most Holy Name of Mary.
     We don't often think about it, especially if we're handicapped by knowing only one language, but the name of Mary means “star of the ocean” or “star of the sea.” Mare, in Latin, means “ocean” or “sea”; the invocation in the Litany of the Blessed Virgin is not something that someone just made up: the name “Mary” actually means Stella Maris or “Star of the Sea,” referring to the star by which a sailor will navigate and find his way when there are no landmarks to guide him.
     And “Star of the Sea” is a most fitting name for the Virgin Mother of God, Who can well be compared to a star; for, just as a star beams forth its rays without being diminished in any way, so Mary gave birth to a Son without any loss of Her virginity. She is that noble Star risen from Jacob and raised by God above the great and wide sea of this passing world, and shines with virtue to enlighten us with Her own bright example. And we, who find ourselves tossed to and fro on the ocean of this valley of tears, trying desperately to navigate the murky waters of worry and worldly concerns, often find ourselves without any landmarks to guide us.
     Oh, the landmarks are there: we have the Holy Gospel, we have the Tradition of the Fathers, we have the example of the saints and the teachings of Holy Mother Church; shining out across the ocean of life like lighthouses, guiding us through shallow waters and around the reefs, they give us the Truths of the Faith, but they fall short sometimes in soothing our troubled spirits. That's a failing on our part, not the Church's.
     But the God Who made us knows us better than we know ourselves, which is why He arranged things the way He did:

In the sixth month, the angel Gabriel was sent from God in a town of Galilee called Nazareth, to a virgin betrothed to a man named Joseph, of the house of David, and the virgin's name was Mary (Luke 1: 26-27 NABRE).

The “Star of the Sea,” a Star to steer by.

* The Gradual is non-Scriptural: "Blessed and venerable art Thou, O Virgin Mary: Who without blemish to Thy maidenhood, wert found to be the Mother of the Saviour. O Virgin, Mother of God, He Whom the whole world cannot contain, enclosed Himself in Thy womb and became Man."