Her parents were descendants of the Archeparchy of Antioch, the place where the followers of Jesus were first called Christians. The family lived in the hill country of upper Galilee. Her father, George, came from Horfesch, Palestine; her mother, Mariam, came from Tarshiha, Palestine. Both villages were populated by Druse, Sunni Muslims, and Christians’ Arabs. The Baouardy's were very modest and pious folks.
Mariam bore her husband 12 sons; however, none survived their infancy to the great sorrow of their parents. Mariam, devoted to the Virgin Mary, prayed for another child, a daughter. She and her husband traveled to Bethlehem to beseech the Mother of God for a girl-child at the Grotto of the Nativity of Jesus. On January 5, 1846, their daughter, Mariam was born. Ten days later in the local Melkite Church she was Baptised, received Confirmation and the Eucharist. Two years later, to the delight of the parents, a baby boy was born. He was named Boulos (Paul). The tiny family had a short time together. Both mother and father died within a few days of each other. Georges’ last words, while looking at a picture of Saint Joseph were: “Great Saint, here is my child. The Blessed Virgin Mary is her mother. Please look after her, be her father”. The aunt from Tarshiha took Paul into her home whereas Mariam was adopted by her paternal uncle in Abilin. Mariam, would often recall beautiful and pictoresque surroundings of her native village with great nostalgia throughout her short life. To the north, the lofty mountain chain, the frontier of Lebanon could be seen.
On the northeast was mighty Jebel Shaykh, the Sheikh of the Mountains as the Arabs call it, snow-capped yearlong. In the east waves of hills slope down gently downward to Lake Galilee, also named Tiberias;
on the south the opulent Plain of Esdralon stretches outward till meeting Mount Carmel. Northwest beyond the sand dunes sparkles the blue Mediterranean.
For some time, Mariam lived in her uncle home safely and comfortably receiving all proper care and attention. When Mariam was eight years old her uncle left Palestine with the entire family and settled in Alexandria, Egypt. She was not to see her beloved Ibillin till shortly before her death in 1878.
Then at the age of 13, Mariam was promised in arranged marriage, without her consent, a common custom among Middle Eastern Christians. Mariam was deeply saddened and shocked. She was not prepared nor had any inclinations for the life of a married woman. She prayed earnestly for guidance and solace. Suddenly, she was able to hear a voice in her heart saying: "Everything passes! If you wish to give me your heart, I will remain with you". Mariam knew it was the voice of the only spouse she would have - Jesus. She spent the rest of the night in deep prayer before the icon of the Virgin Mary; she then heard the consoling words, "Mariam, I am with you; follow the inspiration I shall give you. I will help you". Her uncle was outraged when he realized Mariam would not marry, but would remain a virgin. Nothing would change her determination. As a punishment he resorted to treating her as a hired domestic, giving her the most difficult kitchen tasks and treating her like the lowest of his hired help. Due to this mistreatment, Mariam slowly sank into a sense of desolation and desperation. She wrote a letter to her brother inviting him to come and see her in Alexandria. In her isolation she turned to another domestic, a Muslim, and asked him to deliver her letter to Nazareth, revealing to him also all her personal troubles. He pretended to be sorry and outraged at her uncle’s treatment of her. Playing upon the mind and feelings of the young girl, he provided the way out of the situation and remedy to Mariam's problem through the conversion to Islam. She denied his advances and loudly proclaimed her faith in the Church of Jesus. "Muslim, no, never! I am a daughter of the Catholic Apostolic Church, and I hope by the grace of God to persevere until death in my religion, which is the only true one" - was her response. Her 'protector' became furious and violent at her refusal. Overcame by hatred he lost control and kicked her to the floor, drew his sword and slashed her throat. He dumped her lifeless body in a nearby dark alley. Years later Mariam described to her Mistress of Novices at Marseilles, France, what had happened to her after: "A nun dressed in blue picked me up and stitched my throat wound. This happened in a grotto somewhere. I found myself in heaven with the Blessed Virgin, the angels and the saints. They treated me with great, kindness. In their company were my parents. I saw the brilliant throne of the Most Holy Trinity and Jesus Christ in His humanity. There was no sun, no lamp, but everything was bright with light. Someone spoke to me. They said that I was a virgin, but that my book was not finished. When my wound was healed I had to leave the grotto and the Lady took me to the Church of St. Catherine served by the Franciscan Friars where I went to confession. When I left, the Lady in Blue had disappeared". Years later when in ecstasy, on September 8, 1874, the feast of our Lady’s nativity, Sr. Mary said, "On this same day in 1858, I was with my Mother (Mary) and I consecrated my life to her. Someone had cut my throat and the next day Mother Mary took care of me". Mariam supported herself by working as a domestic with the Najjar, the Arab Christian family. After two years she was directed by her confessor to the Sisters of St. Joseph and she stayed with the Sisters together with several other Palestinians and Arab postulants. Soon her health declined and mystical phenomena began. It was disturbing to the congregation. They became upset over her supernatural actions and aura and would not permit her to enter the novitiate. Her Mistress of Novices, Mother Veronica, her only friend there took Mariam to the Carmelite convent of Pau in France
where they both gained admission. Mariam entered Carmel at age 21 as a lay sister. After two months she began her novitiate and entered the cloister. She took the name of Sister Mary of Jesus Crucified. She was professed on 21 November 1871 as a Carmelite Religious. Before that she was subjected to severe supernatural trials. One of the most terrible was diabolic possession of her body for a period of 40 days. She persevered in her simple child-like faith in God the Son and His Holy Mother Mary. Her rewards were those reserved for the most privileged of humans. She was fixed with the stigmata of her crucified Savior, experienced levitations, transverberations of the heart, knowledge of hearts, prophecies, possession by the Good Angel, and facial radiance. Again and again she would say, "Everything passes here on earth. What are we? Nothing but dust, nothingness, and God is so great, so beautiful, so lovable and He is not loved".
Sister Mariam of Jesus Crucified had an intense devotion to the Holy Spirit, Possessor of the Truth without error or division. Through the Melkite Patriarch Gregory II Sayour, she sent a message to Pope Pius IX that the Church, even in seminaries, is neglecting true devotion to the Holy Spirit, the Paraclete. Her beautiful prayer to that great Unknown was: "Holy Spirit, inspire me. Love of God consume me. Along the true road, lead me. Mary, my good mother, look down upon me. With Jesus, bless me. From all evil, all illusion, all danger, preserve me." This simple prayer has gone around the world and is also included in the sidebar of this blog.
Sister Mariam was instrumental in the founding of a missionary Carmel in Mangalore, India, in 1871, and in Bethlehem of Palestine. Also she was the inspiration for the establishment of the Congregation of the Betharram Priests of the Sacred Heart.
On 5 January 1878, Sister Mariam entered her 33rd year of life. One day in August she fell while working in the convent injuring herself severely. Gangrene set in quickly and spread the infection to her respiratory tract. She never recovered from this trauma. On 26 August 1878, she suffered a life-threatening suffocation attack. She died soon after murmuring, "My Jesus, mercy." It was ten minutes past five in the morning.
Her tomb is engraved with this inscription: "Here in the peace of the Lord reposes Sister Mary of Jesus Crucified, professed religious of the white veil. A soul of singular graces, she was conspicuous for her humility, her obedience and her charity. Jesus, the sole love of her heart called her to Himself in the 33rd year of her age and the 12th year of her religious life at Bethlehem, 26 August 1878".
She is still known today as "Al Qiddisa" (The holy one) in Ibillin, Palestine. On 13 November 1983, Pope John Paul II beatified her in solemn ceremony at Vatican City. She is scheduled for formal canonization this year placing her among the Saints in formal proclamation.
The "Little Arab", a living lesson of the virtues of humility and the love of God, His son Jesus and His Mother Mary, is a special inspiration to those who pursue the Truth as present in the Holy Spirit of God . . . And she was one of us, a Melkite Catholic and a Carmelite.
Reverend Amedee Brunot, SCJ, the author of the book “Mariam The Little Arab” writes: how can we fail to see that this child of Galilee and of the Eastern Church has a special message for those of her face and her rite? Accordingly how could anyone have ever maintained that the sap of sanctity no longer flows in the veins of the Churches of the East, that this land of anchorites and cenobites, of lauras and monasteries no longer produces flowers and fruits of grace? The Lebanese Charbel Makhlouf and the Galilean Mariam Baouardy are the indisputable answer to these pessimistic judgments. The divine power has always been pleased in these biblical lands to effect at times national resurrections, at other times individual prodigies; once more it is assuring to these peoples a subject of noble pride and a motive of hope. What is more astonishing than the trajectory of a saint? What a greater message of hope could there be today in the troubled Near East than to tell the Palestinians: here is a young girl of your race, your language and of one of your most honored rites?”
The story based on Mariam, the little Arab