GRM 209.3 · Volume 3
The Gospel as revealed to me
Quotation
The maidservant opens the door. Jesus goes in while the servant repeatedly bows to Him.
«Where is your mistress?»
«With Your Mother… and, just imagine! she has come down into the garden! How wonderful! How wonderful! And yesterday evening she came into the dining room… She was weeping, but she came. I would have liked her to take some food, instead of the usual drop of milk, but I was not successful!»
«She will take it. Do not insist. Be also patient in your love for your mistress.»
«Yes, my Saviour. I will do everything You tell me.»
I think, in fact, that if Jesus told the woman to do the strangest things, she would do them without objecting, because she is so convinced that Jesus is Jesus and that everything He does is right. In the meantime she takes Him into a large kitchen garden, full of fruit-trees and of flowers. But if the fruit-trees have begun by themselves to come into leaf and blossom, to set the fruit and make them grow, the poor flower plants, neglected for over a whole year, have become a miniature forest, which is so entangled that the weaker and lower plants are suffocated beneath the weight of the stronger ones. Flower-beds and paths no longer exist as they have become one chaotic tangle. There is some order only at the end of the garden where the maidservant has sown salads and vegetables for her own use.
Mary is there with Eliza under a very ruffled pergola, the shoots and tendrils of which reach down to the ground. Jesus stops and looks at His young Mother, Who with most refined art awakes and directs Eliza’s mind to things completely different from what up to yesterday were the thoughts of the afflicted woman.
The servant approaches her mistress and says: «The Saviour has come.»
The women turn around and come towards Him, one with Her sweet smile, the other looking tired and bewildered.
«Peace be with you. This garden is beautiful…»
«It was beautiful…» says Eliza.
«And the soil is fertile. Look how much beautiful fruit is about to ripen! And how many flowers on the rose bushes! And over there? Are they lilies?»
«Yes, they are, round a fountain where my children used to play so much.But then it was tidy… Now everything is ruined here. And it no longer seems the garden of my sons.»
«In a few days it will be as it was before. I will help you. Is that right, Jesus? You will leave Me here for a few days with Eliza. We have so much to do…» says Mary.
«What You want, I want.»
Eliza looks at Him and whispers: «Thank You.»
Jesus caresses her white hair and then takes His leave to go to the shepherds.