In an inconspicuous village the maid is born who will maintain herself undefiled of the fashionable errors of her generation: a miniature in the midst of men of the cosmic woman who was the bride of the wind.  Her womb, remaining fallow as the primordial abyss, summons to itself by its very readiness the original power that fertilized the world. 

“Now on a certain day, while Mary  ….

The story is recounted everywhere; and with such striking uniformity of the main contours, that the early Christian missionaries were forced to think that the devil himself must be throwing up mockeries of their teaching wherever they set their hand.

   One of the worst things Protestants say about Catholics is that they worship the Virgin.  Catholics are very sure to make clear they don’t worship the Virgin – they venerate the Virgin.  There’s a difference.  When you recite the litany, you ask the Virgin, “Have mercy on us,” you say, “Pray for us.”  So she is an intermediary; we’re keeping women in their place.   G16