Today I kiss You, like an enamoured bride, trembling and adoring, in the passing of the ages in all those particles that have fallen on the ground; in order to tell You, in the tendernesses that from my soul have arisen, when discovering the mystery that has afflicted my spirit in loves, so that I may love with this new nuance of my wounded heart…
Silence…! Silence…! Silence…! for the Lady feels that Her whole soul smoothly and peacefully flames in the savoury, mysterious and infinitely immutable heat of the divine kiss of the Immutability by essence in a Trinitarian act... And almost without perceiving it… without being aware… without noticing anything…the Lady finds Herself, in a delightful… smooth and silent… twinkling of an eye…before that God whom She contemplated and possessed during Her whole life; but now, having been attained, the degree of divinisation determined by God Himself, She is snatched and introduced into the nuptial chamber, to have in the Homeland the same that She had in the exile, but in a total, joyful and absolute possession of Eternity.
In such a way does God make the soul be Him by transformation, that it is also the joy of the blessed. And since each one of them participates like this in God and rejoices like this in Him, it so happens that, being God all in everybody, there is only one cry in heaven: rejoice in God, in the fact that He is himself so happy in himself, and in the fact that He is so happy when making blissful all the blessed.
Living member of the Church, if you want to be filled with life and communicate it, if you feel inside your inner being the thirst for souls that drives you to mission lands, if you want to reach everywhere, if you need to find no limits, if you want to live the life of God, of the Word Incarnate, of Mary and of the Church, exercise your priesthood “between the porch and the altar,” fulfilling in you, and through you, in those souls entrusted to you, those demands for life which Love, on creating us, has imprinted on us.
In my tabernacle I have everything, because the infinite All is the transcendent mystery that conceals my tabernacle. If man knew the secret of the Eucharist, how would he not come to cool his thirst and to satiate his hungers, reverent and adoring, at the foot of the tabernacle before the God of the Sacrament…?!
Mary is a wonder of the power of God. The Virgin is intrinsically “Our Lady of the Incarnation,” because God created Her for the Incarnation, making Her a prodigy of the grace in radiant manifestation of the Omnipotent.
There is no fear that the Church make a mistake! God speaks through Her… There is no fear that the Church sink! God sustains Her over the waters of the universal deluge… There is no fear, because God is the strength and the stronghold where She rests…!
What a Saturday of such glorious triumph! in which the soul of God’s Only Begotten Son, who at the same time is the Son of Man, opens by the fruit of His Redemption the sumptuous Gates of Eternity, closed since the earthly Paradise by the sin in rebellion of our First Parents; and the old floodgates are raised before the impetuous passing of irresistible power of the soul of God’s immolated Only Begotten Son, in triumph of glory.
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.
What a struggle –without struggle–, that which took place between the offended Holiness of the Father, who could not accept sin, and the same Holiness that, in His Only Begotten Son, turned towards the Father, implored His, in a supreme agony of infinite and bloody immolation: “Embrace Me with all of mankind, or reject Me with all of it.”
