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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…?!

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.

"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…?’ ”