"I want you to live this Holy Week not from memory, but from reality! I want you to live not like the one who is remembering that Jesus was with us, but rather you have to take in this Holy Week - Christ’s Holy Week - the Week of Christ’s Passion, the Week of death and crucifixion...! you have to take that time, and live it in your own time now! and stand at the foot of the cross, and live with Christ, and die with Christ, and rise with Christ! and suffer with Christ, and be immolated with Christ, and be shattered with Christ! and stay with all your spirit open to receive His testament of love, to receive His infinite gift, to receive all that demonstration of Infinite Love for you...!"

In an overflow of tear and desolation of a frightful and terrifying loneliness owing to the rejection of the Father against the sin which, carrying on His shoulders, being the Christ, He had to repair for in and by the plenitude of His Priesthood, as Reconciler of man with God, “He cried with a loud voice, ‘My God, my God, why have You forsaken Me…?’ ”

Thank you, Lord, for the greatness of the mystery You enclose...! Thank you for making me a tiny Echo of your contents, even though for this my spirit may live, in each of the moments of my life, on heaven on earth and on exile in my redemption, which is deep and torn victimization in neglect, in self-surrender of loves and in need of response...