Last July 28, 2021, a voice has died in the Church. A captivating song of a living and vibrant Church cannot be heard any longer. Our “farewell,” remembering her fondly, engulfs the hearts of all who have known her and been alongside Mother Trinidad de la Santa Madre Iglesia. It is also true, according to the unfathomable plans of the Lord, who burns with zeal for the glory of His beloved –the Church– that the echo of that song will continue to resound even more powerfully in the whole Church through the numerous writings, videos, talks, and through the witness of the life of Mother Trinidad herself; and also through the spiritual offspring for whom the Lord asked her in these words: “give me offspring who may do the same, so I can have you always before me.”
The Daughter of Zion appears cast down, like Christ, in Gethsemane, but not for that reason failed or sunk, no! The Father sustains her with the power of his arm, because her royal Head is his very beloved Son with whom He is well pleased.
The Virgin did not have any tendency, nor desire, nor strain, nor inclination which attracted Her to earth. Mary lived as though assumed throughout her whole pilgrimage, concluding her assumption in the embrace of the encounter with the Infinite.
God is himself * “He who Is himself,” in the trinitarian company of his glorious Family. And “there,” in the height of his sublimity, He is at an infinite distance from all that it is not He, dwelling in the splendour of his glory, covered and shrouded by the gleams of his untouchable holiness.
Mary is conscious of the mystery of the Incarnation by loving design of God who became incarnate in Her virginal inner being, making Her break, by the breeze of His flight and the might of His infinite power, into divine Motherhood…! […] How great is Mary for containing in Herself the magnificent, sublime and enthralling mystery of the Incarnation…!
The Alone... A loneliness that we will never be able to penetrate in Your infinite-like capacity.... O, Jesus! The reflection of this terrible loneliness were the bleeding moments of Your sorrowful passion, in which Your whole humanity expressed how forsaken was Your soul, not only in Your sorrowful inner tragedy, but also in Your solitary Via Crucis of human abandonment.