On Friday, the Church celebrated the Solemnity of the Most Sacred Heart of Jesus. Today, we remember The Immaculate Heart of the Blessed Virgin Mary.
Yesterday, we recalled how Jesus told St. Margaret Mary Alacoque that in exchange for His gift of infinite love, He finds ingratitude, forgetfulness, indifference and outrages. On this day, we remember how our Blessed Mother asked, for among other things, reparation to be made for sins that offend her Immaculate Heart.
Would our loving Lord and His Immaculate Mother feel any less abandoned, forgotten, offended or outraged today?
The following post from 2011 by Dom Mark at Vultus Christi [republished with his permission] provides an unambiguous and disturbing answer to the question I have posed.
I heartily encourage you all to visit Vultus Christi regularly and to consider providing financial support to Father’s community, the Benedictine Monks of Perpetual Adoration.
Oh that we would have ears to hear and hearts to love as we ought!
The 8th Sorrow of the Blessed Virgin Mary
(by Dom Mark)
The 8th Sorrow of my maternal and Immaculate Heart
is that my Son is so offended in the Sacrament of His Love.
This sorrow of mine will endure until the end of time,
when the Real Presence of my Son in the Most Holy Sacrament
will give way to the sight of His Divine Majesty. Then will faith give way to vision, and hope to possession. Then will love be secure and everlasting for all who will have died in the embrace of His Divine Friendship.
Until then, know that my maternal Heart suffers and grieves
over the irreverence, the coldness, and the ingratitude of so many souls towards the Sacrament of my Son’s undying love.
It is in this Sacrament that He loves His own,
loving them to the end —
to the end of every created possibility
and to the end of this passing world.
His Eucharistic Love surpasses all the laws of perishable nature:
there is no greater miracle on the face of the earth
than the Real Presence of my Son in the Sacrament of the Altar.
Even so, He is forsaken, neglected,
and handed over to sinners to be betrayed again and again,
and this by His chosen ones, His beloved priests,
the men whom He chose to be the consolation and joy of His Heart.
This is my own Heart’s 8th Sorrow:
the betrayal and neglect of my Son
in the Most Holy Eucharist.
How is He betrayed?
His priests, my own sons, betray Him
when they fail to make Him known,
when by not teaching the mystery of His Real Presence
they leave souls in the darkness of ignorance,
without fire or light.
They betray my Son when, by their example,
they discourage reverence, and adoration,
and a loving attention to His presence.
They betray Him
when they offer the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass unworthily,
and when they hand Him over to sinners
who have no intention of giving Him their hearts
and seeking His mercy and His pardon for their sins.
They betray Him
when they leave Him alone in locked churches
and when they make it difficult or impossible
for souls to approach His tabernacles,
and rest in the radiance of His Eucharistic Face.
They betray Him
when they allow His churches
to become places of noise and worldly chatter,
and when they do nothing to recall souls
to the living Mystery of His Love,
that is His presence in the tabernacle.
Shall I tell you more of this 8th Sorrow of my Heart?
It is when you are lacking in generosity,
when you fail to respond to love with love,
when you are not generous
in being present to Him
who is present in the Most Holy Eucharist
for love of you.
I speak here not only to you,
but to all my priest sons
and to all consecrated souls
who live with my Son under the same roof,
and yet treat Him coldly, or casually,
or with a distant formality.
This too is the 8th Sorrow of my Heart:
that the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass is celebrated quickly,
with little reverence,
with no thanksgiving,
and with all the attention given,
not to my Son, the Lamb,
but, rather, to the human presence of His minister,
who, by calling attention to himself,
takes from God what belongs rightly to God alone:
the loving attention of every heart during the Holy Mysteries.
What more shall I tell you?
Do you not grieve with me over this 8th Sorrow of my Heart,
made up of many sorrows repeated again, and again, and again?
Grieve with me today,
and console my maternal and Immaculate Heart
by adoring my Son,
the blessed fruit of my womb,
and by giving Him all that you are
in an immolation of love.
I Thirst for Your Love! 
Yesterday at Adoration, I had the sense of God’s eternal waiting…His constant hidden Presence in the Blessed Sacrament. It was not a condemnation that I felt but an overwhelming sense of welcome. He loves us so much.
Yes, He does Anne. He loves us more than we will ever understand. Oh, that we would love Him in return.Thank you for such a beautiful reflection.