We all race at the same speed, although not all will come to the same end, even though the end that God willed for all of us is the same; but only those can attain to it who, living on the supernatural through the life of grace and under the impetus of the Holy Spirit, have wings, and wings of golden eagles, that make them capable of crossing over the unfathomable Abyss that exists between life and death, between earth and Heaven.
In my tabernacle I have everything, because the infinite All is the transcendent mystery that conceals my tabernacle. If man knew the se¬cret of the Eucharist, how would he not come to cool his thirst and to satiate his hungers, rev¬erent and adoring, at the foot of the tabernacle before the God of the Sacrament…?!
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.
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.
Tomorrow, no later! with God forever... What sweet encounter...! And “there,” looking upon Him in His Sight, singing Him in His Mouth and loving Him in His Fire... Time is over and the end has come, Eternity has begun...! Face to face with God, adoring the Being in His being and in His persons, for His being who He is and for His way of so being; in an act of pure love that rejoices in God’s essential joy, forever...! And this will be tomorrow!
« The Word Incarnate, during His mortal life, was the suffering Christ who lived of Eternity; and now He is the glorious and eternal Christ who contains also in His soul the tragedy of all the ages. And, for this reason, He is the Great Christ, in the fullness of His Priesthood, who encloses within Himself Heaven and earth, Eternity and time, Divinity and humanity; He being Himself in Himself the Glorified One and the Glorifier, the Adored One and the Adoration, the Atonement and the One Atoned for. »
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.
O, Church of mine! all-beautiful, bedecked with Divinity Itself that penetrates You, fills You, ennobles You, extolling You with such fruitfulness, that You, Church of mine, are the selfsame Word Incarnate Who comes forth from the Father’s bosom breaking into Word and burning in the Holy Spirit. That is your Royal Head, my Church! How beautiful You are with the beauty of the Most High and Most Holy God Him-self! All Your Bridegroom’s Divinity truly spills out from You through all Your living members…! Church of mine, You are Mother with the same heart of the Father. The one and only white Dove which contains in Her bosom the whole adorable Trinity
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…!