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GRM 168.7 · Volume 3

The Gospel as revealed to me

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At the Clear Water I lived like an animal: poor but happy. And the dew and the river did not clean me as much as His words. Oh! Not one was lost! Once He forgave a murderer. I heard… and I was about to say: “Forgive me, too”. Another time He spoke of lost inocence… Oh! How many tears of regret! Another time He cured a leper… and I was about to shout: “Cleanse me too, of my sin…” Another time He cured a madman, a Roman… and I wept… and He got someone to tell me that fatherlands pass away, but Heaven remains. One stormy night He sheltered me in His house… and later He asked the steward to give me hospitality and He told a child to say to me: “Do not weep”… Oh! His kindness! My misery! Both so great that I did not dare to take my misery to His feet… notwithstanding that one of His disciples during the night instructed me in the infinite mercy of Your Son. And then, when those who considered sinful the desire of a soul to be reborn laid snares for Him, my Saviour went away… and I waited for Him… But He was also awaited by the vengeance of those who are by far less worthy of looking at Him than I am. Because I, as a heathen, sinned against myself, whereas they, who already know God, sin against the Son of God… and they hit me and they have hurt me more with their accusations than with stones and they have wounded my soul more than my body, as they led me to despair.

Oh! What a dreadful struggle against myself! Worn out, bleeding, wounded, feverish, without my Doctor, homeless, without food, I looked behind me and in front of me… My past would say to me: “Come back”, my present said: “Kill yourself”, my future used to say: “Hope”. I did hope… I did not commit suicide.

GRM 204.8 · Volume 3

The Gospel as revealed to me

Quotation

«How can we make room, clearance and elevation for our souls?»

«By demolishing the useless things you have in your “ego”. Clear it of all wrong knowledge, and with the debris make the elevation for the sovereign temple. A soul is to be carried higher and higher, on the three steps. Oh! you Romans love symbols. Look at the three steps in a symbolic light. They can tell you their names: penance, patience, perseverance. Or: humbility, purity, justice. Or: wisdom, generosity, mercy. Or, finally, the splendid trinomial: faith, hope, charity. Look also at the symbol of the ornate strong enclosure which encircles the area of the temple. You must surround your soul, the queen of the body, the temple of the Eternal Spirit, with a barrier which may protect it without obstructing light or oppressing it with ugly sights. An enclosure that must be safe and free from the love and desire of what is inferior: flesh and blood, and must aim at what is superior: the spirit. The chisel of freedom is your will-power, which will smooth corners, and remove clefts, stains and flaws in the marble of your ego, so that it may be perfect around your souls. And at the same time, the enclosure protecting the temple is to be used by you as a merciful shelter for the more unhappy people who do not know what Charity is. The porches: they are the effusion of love, of piety, of your desire that more people may come to God, and are like the loving arms stretched like a veil over the cradle of an orphan. And beyond the enclosure: the most beautiful and most scented trees are a homage to the Creator. The trees, planted on a soil previously barren and subsequently cultivated, symbolise all kinds of virtues and form the second living flowery enclosure around the sanctuary; and among the trees, that is among the virtues, there are the fountains, a further effusion of love and another purification before approaching the propylaeum near which one must sacrifice one’s carnality and repudiate all forms of lust before ascending the altar. And then you may proceed further, to the altar and lay your offer on it and finally, crossing the vestibule, you may approach the cell, where God is. And what will the cell be like? Abundance of spiritual wealth, because you can never adorn God too much. Have you understood? You asked Me how Faith is built. I said to You: “Following the method used to build temples”. You can see that it is true.

GRM 208.9 · Volume 3

The Gospel as revealed to me

Quotation

Ascolta. Io credo che tuo figlio invece mi ha proprio presa per mano dicendo: “Vieni dalla mia cara mamma. Portale il Salvatore. Io sto meglio qui che sulla Terra. Ma lei sente solo il suo pianto, e non può udire le parole che io le sussurro fra i baci, povera mamma che è come posseduta da un demone che la tenta alla disperazione, perché ci vuole divisi. Mentre, se lei si rassegna e crede che Dio tutto fa per un fine di bene, saremo uniti per sempre, col padre e col fratello. Gesù lo può fare”. Ed io sono venuta… con Lui… Non lo vuoi vedere?…

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The Virgin Mary speaks to a widowed mother who has lost her two sons.