God displays His love for us in infinite ways, and the Eucharist is the climax of love in the manifestation of divine love. The self-gift of the Eucharist enshrines manifold nuances of God’s infinite love for each one of us.

Little by little upon discovering such a great love which is displayed in so many different ways –usually unnoticed to our senses– we feel the need to love, adore and respond with a renewed enthusiasm to the Lord who is present in the Bread of Heaven.

“I didn’t know until now, oh my dearly beloved Jesus!
this new wonder of your love among men…”

 

Until now I did not know, O Jesus of my loves, another new wonder of Your love among men…

I approach the Holy Eucharist reverently, with tremors every day, almost without wanting to brush You with my clumsy mouth, because I know, in my poverty, the eternal perfections of Your sublime sublimeness, in Your divine fires…

It is with surprise that today I have known, that particles which fall from the hands of Your anointed without anybody noticing it…: tiny…! so small…! that, although he who loves may not want this, they fall off inadvertently, like a kiss that You give from Your height to my baseness, in order to kiss this earthly ground with infinite mercy…

Like a beggar, You shower thousands of pardons with the breeze of Your flight, when the great wonder of the sublime Sacrament takes place by the loving, reprehensible or trembling word, of one of Your elect who, in powerful will, was chosen by Yourself…

It does not matter how the one who consecrates is! in order that the great wonder may be brought about, namely that the bread turn into You and the wine change into Blood, since in Your love You have wanted to replete, as Food, by means of this wonder, whoever may want to eat You with love, scorn or negligence…

But my soul in love, has become enthralled by ardours that rumble in the depth of my chest, at the knowledge that particles fall off, after You have come from the height of Heavens to the consecrated Host, which was transubstantiated by the efficacy which You have put, through the Sacrament, in the mouth of Your anointed…

That You fall, Jesus of mine, from the altar to the ground…?! That You vanish without anyone noticing it, and perhaps You are stepped on, for being so hidden and forgotten by all…?!

May be, Jesus of my soul, that perhaps I, too, have walked over across my ways, at that enormous moment when You had fallen off, and my foot, full of mud, inadvertently, had landed upon You…! And thus You may have kissed me, telling me in this way, so humble and so simple –but of such excellence in Your sublime dignity– the loves of Your chest: of that enkindled volcano! which burns in burning flames for telling me in a thousand ways Your kisses, Your tenderness, Your conquests, Your affections…

What a surprise this has caused me, when I knew, in Your wisdom, this new gift of Your sacred designs…! Powerful manifestation! that, by being Love who is able to and being Love who loves, in Your love You have managed, without him who loves You knowing it, to be stepped upon, and who knows if, perhaps, You have even been spat upon…!

I know my blessed Jesus, that, in You, Your self-giving is oblivion. O if it were possible for You to forget the excellent excellence of Your infinite and possessed Being Yourself…! Since Your glory was to surrender, when, in Your eternal design, You decided to save me, in order to take me to the spousals of Your divine banquets.

Nothing surprises me coming from you! Because what I learned most of whatever in me You have instilled, is to know that, all that I know is nothing, if I compare it with the plethoric fullness of Your Being Yourself been, having in You the great power, in Your indefinite way, of being Yourself all that You are Yourself, and to do all that You want manifesting outwards the powers hidden from the eternal ages in Your enkindled volcano.

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…

Mother Trinidad de la Santa Madre Iglesia in the chapel of the house of El Pinar de las Rozas (Madrid). Year 1969

I loved You at the heights and in the hidden tabernacle, after You gave Yourself everywhere in divine Food, through the hands of Your anointed, in the Sacrament…

I Loved You in my heart, when I had received You…; in the chest of men…; in the soul of my children…; and I repaired lovingly and painfully, in the way that I could, for the great profanations that always have been committed by those who do not discover You, for not having known You.

But never, beloved Spouse, I had caressed within the uproar of men who, when passing by, because You had fallen down, had stepped on You, without knowing that they made such a mistake…!

Your loves are so great and mine so small, that I cannot comprehend the splendidness of this gift, which has rumbled in my whole being!

But, if I have now discovered this new gift, so many ways will be left aside, without ever being discovered, while I dwell in the exile, to my stifled living…!

Today I also want to kiss You, with my touched chest, in so many and so many ways that are unknown to me, by the eternal gift of Your love for me…

Thank You for loving us so much…! and in so many different ways that You infinite excellence determined to carry-out, because being Love that, being able, manifested His loves, according to the sublime might of His divine powers…!

Today I kiss You, loved Spouse, next to the hidden tabernacle, with my adoring spirit and my touched chest, when I grasped surprisingly so many ways! so sublime and divine, of the love wherewith You love us by Your eternal power…

Come, children of the Church! Kiss Jesus with me!; let us adore reverently the God who has fallen on the ground; being all of us one sole response, as He has always requested of me, towards His Gift which is hidden deep inside the tabernacle…

“Work of the Church,” do not delay! I am your Mother… Today I beg you so!

 
Mother Trinidad de la Santa Madre Iglesia
 
“SMALL PARTICLES”(Collection “Light in the night -The mystery of faith given with loving wisdom” Booklet n. 10)
 
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Fragment of the video of Mother Trinidad “Accompanying Jesus in the Eucharist, and living with God in the soul”, recorded on March 11th, 1995 (press PLAY):

 

Chapel of the summer vacation house of The Work of the Church in Navalperal de Pinares (Avila)


I receive Holy Communion to become You by participation and be able to sing you, in your love, to men; and You, do you accept me as an oblation to make me the soul-Church that You need, and thus be able to give Yourself to the souls, through me, according to your will? (16-4-61)
Jesus, I need to eat you well in order to know how to become a victim and to sing with You, on the cross, your song of love and pain. (16-4-61)
The eternal Love who dies for love in loving donation and is perpetuated through the Liturgy in the Church, making Himself Food and Drink, Prisoner and Beggar, is answered, most of the time, by those whom He loves, with the scornful indifference of oblivion. A terrible ingratitude which pierces Christ’s soul! (1-5-77)