27 09, 2022

A FEW STROKES ON THE SPIRITUAL AND HUMAN FIGURE OF MOTHER TRINIDAD DE LA SANTA MADRE IGLESIA

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.”

29 07, 2021

Concluding words by Fr. Francis Xavier Vicente, acting President of The Work of The Church and General Director of the Priestly Branch, in the funeral Mass for Mother Trinidad de la Santa Madre Iglesia

First and foremost, I would like to thank, on behalf of The Work of The Church, His Grace, Mons. Cesare Nosiglia, for having come, moving some pastoral commitments, in

29 07, 2021

Homily by H. G. Cesare Nosiglia, Archbishop of Turin (Italy) at the Holy Mass of Burial of Mother Trinidad de la Santa Madre Iglesia

«Lord, we do not ask you why you took her from us, but we thank you for having given her to us». For the death

5 07, 2021

SPIRITUAL AND HUMAN PROFILE OF THE FOUNDER OF THE WORK OF THE CHURCH

Mother Trinidad is like the beating echo of those words of Jesus: “I give You praise, Father, Lord of Heaven and earth, for although You have hidden these things from the wise and the learned You have revealed them to the childlike”. It is as if the Lord, through her, would want to tell today to the priest, to the consecrated souls, to the lost worker in the field, to the charwoman, to the young person who takes his first steps in life or to the man stressed by the hustle of the large cities: Look, all my infinite love is for you. I have died on a cross to make you God by participation; and, in my Church, I have left un- fathomable treasures to fill you with the happiness which you search for and have not yet found. In your hands I place the depth, the width and length of the whole mystery of my life.

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