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Church of mine, how beautiful You are…! You are all-beautiful, Daughter of Jerusalem. […]

Angelo-trombettiere_webYou are an “army in battle”, a queen with your queenship received from God’s very being, strong with the same strength of the “Lion of Judah”.

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! […]

Like this did the Father love His Church! There is nothing however infinite, mysterious and perfect it may be, that the Father, willing to reveal it to us, has not told my Church. He willed to tell Her everything, and for that, He gave Her His Word, His eternal and infinite Utterance Who, turning towards me, expressed to me, in an idyll of love, the loving wisdom which, in an infinite concert, my Father God is. […]

How marvellous God is! So much so, that He gives us His only begotten Son to show us the love He bears for us, and, in an excess of that same love, He gives Him to us defenseless on the cross, singing to us, in His bloody canticle of Divinity, the heart of the Infinite One. “God so loved the world that He gave His only Son, so that everyone who believes in Him might not perish but might have eternal life”. […]

I am God’s daughter, sharer in divine life, God by participation, heir to the Trinitarian life of the Infinite one. And all this because my One Trinity, burning in the fire of the Holy Spirit, poured Itself forth over my Church, so that the latter, with infinite majesty, would give me all that man by himself could never dream of, nor possess, not even fancy, for not understanding “what God has prepared for those who love Him” […]

It is the Church, in Her Liturgy, the canticle of the Word, and the One Who spells out to me the divine message enclosed in Her Motherly heart. […]

Vat_webHow beautiful my Mother Church is! In Her is contained, concealed in the white Host, the Infinite Word Himself, expressing in every tabernacle on earth, in an incomprehensible silence, the eternal love that for my mother Church Her divine Bridegroom had, Who, willing to remain with Her until the end of time, conceals Himself under the appearance of a small piece of bread, so that She can give to all Her children the same eternal Word that She has within Her bosom as food and drink: “Whoever eats my flesh and drinks my blood remains in me and I in him. Just as the living Father sent me and I have life because of the Father, so also the one who feeds on me will have life because of me.”

The Church is the Incarnate Word, with His most Holy Mother, with all the Apostles, the Martyrs, the virgins, the Saints… […]

My Church, You are the truth, the holiness, the union, the charity, the fatherhood; because Your royal Head is the Word Himself Who comes forth from the Father’s Bosom. And You are so simple, that this Word, when He created You, clothed Himself in a human nature, and willed to entrust You and perpetuate in You His mission of evangelizing the poor, “having become poor He who is infinite Richness, to enrich us with His poverty”.

You, with Christ and through Christ, are the Mother of all souls. They have all been created to enter into Your bosom, to be Your members; they are all called by God to contemplate the Word that comes forth from the Most High God Himself, manifesting Himself through Your mouth, burning in the gladdening flames of the Holy Spirit. […]

I see, in the bosom of this Holy Mother of mine, some open caverns, not healed, bleeding, awaiting to be filled with the return of some children, who, when they went away, left Her wounded, tearing Her loving bosom apart. And they went away because they did not know their Mother the Church, because, although they were Church and perhaps teaching Church, they did not know their being Church well. […]Buen_Pastor_Good_Shepherd_web

And now the Church is like the father of the prodigal son, going out to meet him and looking out from Her divine height, clamouring heart-rendingly, sconsolately and bitterly through Christ’s Vicar on earth: “Unity, Unity…!” […]

You have other children who, living within Your own bosom, are wandering dead, floating corpses, who deeply injure Your maternal bosom, and they are, Mother of mine, those who, being Your children through baptism and faith, live in mortal sin.

You also have other children who, being in the state of grace, do not live on the infinite life which is contained in Your bosom, and are sick and paralytic members. […]

All you Catholics, hear the voice of Your Holy Mother Church Who calls you to fully communicate with Her, to live on Her divine life. […]

All you consecrated souls, priests of Christ, who, anointed by the mildest oil, symbol of Divinity, like the oil which, anointing Aaron’s head slid along his face spilling down to the edge of his vestments, you ought to be very mild oil that, as overabundance of your priestly anointment, may give to all souls this life which Christ came to bring to us, as He said: “I came so that they might have life and have it abundantly”; “And this is eternal life, that they should know You, the only true God, and the one whom You sent, Jesus Christ.”

Do we know, priests of Christ, you all consecrated souls, living and life-giving members of the New People of God by our being grafted onto Christ, that it is us, through our life of commitment, of self-denial, of self-oblivion, and especially through our life of prayer, who ought to enter, living more intimately our being Church, into a profound intimacy with that Father of ours Whom Jesus Christ came to manifest to us, and pull out the deep thorn that pierced His soul when, through the Gospel, painfully complains and cries out: “You do not know me, nor do you know my Father,” “Righteous Father, the world has not known You!”; “He came to what was His own, but His own people did not accept Him”?semana-13-1

But, how will you be able to achieve this, if, by Your scarce life of prayer, you know not the intimacy with the Divine Friend, Who is ever waiting for you? Dear soul, if at least you would listen to Him, would love Him and would know how to receive Him…! […]

My Church, beloved Mother, joy and delight of God Himself, advance triumphally! You are “a tower of strength against the enemy,” You are “a sealed fountain, an enclosed garden, a florid garden.” You are “like an army in battle,” ready to drive God crazy with love.

Go forth! For we, united to Your visible Head, will sing the eternal joy of Your Mother’s bosom, entering through You into the bosom of our Father God, and in Him we will live on Christ Jesus, Who, through Mary, sang to us His love and Yours in Your maternal arms; and burning all souls in the fire of the Holy Spirit, we will let out a cry of Unity! living so that “one only Flock and one only Shepherd” may be formed.

My Church! How beautiful You are…! How much I love You!

 
Mother Trinidad de la Santa Madre Iglesia
 
An extract from the writing “The Face of the Church”. Collection “Light in the night -The mystery of faith given with loving wisdom”  Booklet n. 1

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My Church is all-beautiful, being bedecked and bejewelled with Divinity Itself, that is poured forth over Her in waterfalls of being and in the Trinity of persons. (15-9-63)

The Father so wonderfully loves His Church, that, on wanting to tell Her, in the outpouring of His infinite Love, all that He is, so divinely He says so to Her, that with the selfsame Word He has in His bosom to express Himself unto Himself, He expresses it to the Church, so that She may express it to me in a romance of love. (15-9-63)

The Word loves His Church in such a way that, being not content with uttering Himself to Her in His infinite canticle of joyful jubilation, He also utters Himself to Her in the saddest agony of Gethsemane, in an outburst of blood and in the destruction of His human nature that, dying on the cross, sings His infinite love to us. (15-9-63)

It is God’s will that the true face of Church be manifested, and, to this end, He wants the life of the Divine Family to be given for all to taste it; this is the great treasure that the Church lives in Herself, and what She seeks for each and every one of Her children to live. (11-1-67)

My soul feels a great need for my Mother Church to be known as She is: in Her life, in Her beauty, in Her tragedy and in the richness that is enclosed in Her bosom, this being Christ, who brings us, through Mary, the eternal message of the Trinity, as the infinite richness, so that, when looking at Her, people may see the face of God in Her. (21-3-59)

It is necessary to present the Church in all Her beauty, living the life of the Trinity, of Christ and of Mary through a great charity, so that all the separated children who went away from the bosom of this Holy Mother may come back, because we, who are Church, do not show them the Church in all Her beauty. (21-3-59)