The luminous manifestation of God throughout the Christmas season, culminating in the Epiphany, is gathered up and shines forth in the face of the Church, so unknown by many, so disfigured by our sins and so captivating for he who discovers it.

Yet, it is not enough to contemplate; one has to listen to this song of love to the Church in order to remain enthralled by the beauty of Her face. It is God Himself in His Trinity of persons, the One leaning out through the face of the Church so that all His children can see Him.


“My song of love to the Church”


My Church, how beautiful you are…! You are all beautiful, Daughter of Jerusalem. […]

You are «army in battle» (Song 6, 4), queen with your queenship received from God’s same being, strong as the very fortitude of the «Lyon of Judah».

Oh, my Church!, all beautiful, bedecked with the Divinity Itself that penetrates you, saturates you, ennobles you, extolling you with such fruitfulness, that you, my Church, are the very same Word Incarnate that comes out from the Father’s bosom breaking into Word and burning Himself in the Holy Spirit. That is your royal Head, my Church! […]

In this way the Father loved his Church! There is nothing though infinite, mysterious and perfect it may be, that the Father, wanting to reveal it to us, has not told my Church. He wanted to tell her everything, and for that, He gave her his Word. […]

How marvellous is God! So much, that he gives us his Only Begotten Son to show us the love that He has for us, and, in an excess of that same love, He gives Him to us defenceless in the cross, singing to us, in his bloody canticle of Divinity, the heart of the Infinite. […]

My holy Church is the Trinity on earth in divine and human expression.

I am God’s daughter, sharer of the divine life, God by participation, heir of the trinitarian life of the Infinite one. And all because my One Trinity, burned in the fire of the Holy Spirit, poured Itself over my Church, so that she, with infinite sovereignty, would give me all that man by himself could never dream of, nor possess. […]

A royal cloak of blood shrouds my Mother Church; a royal cloak that her Bridegroom, Christ Jesus, on the wedding day placed on her, since, driven crazy of love for her, gave her as a gift all his divine blood with which she could forgive, penetrate and divinize all of her children. […]

How beautiful is my Mother Church! In her is contained, hidden in the white Host, the very infinite Word, expressing in every tabernacle on earth, in an incomprehensible silence, the eternal love that to my mother Church had her divine Bridegroom, who, willing to remain with her until the end of time, hides Himself under the appearance of a small piece of bread, so that she can give as food and drink to all her children the same eternal Word that she has in her bosom: «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» (Jn 6, 55-57).

The Church is the Incarnate Word, with his most holy Mother, with all the apostles, the martyrs, the virgins, the saints…

My Church, you in your bosom have all the attributes and perfections of God’s being, who in infinity of nuances, pours yourself over you adorning you and beautifying you with his very beauty, being yourself like the Woman clothed with the sun of the Apocalypse. […]

You, with Christ and through Christ, are Mother of all souls. […] I see, in the bosom of this Holy Mother of mine, opened caverns, not healed, bleeding, awaiting to be filled with the return of children, who, when they departed, left her wounded, tearing her loving inner being. […]

Unity!, the Word is crying out in the bosom of the Father and in the bosom of his Church through Peter, to whom He Himself said when instituting her: «You are Peter, and upon this rock I will build my Church.» (Mt 16, 18a) […] And this Peter, who is the Holy Father, is crying out from God’s bosom with the Word: Unity of all the little sheep and of all the shepherds in his Sheepfold…!  […]

You have other children who, living within your own bosom, are wandering deads, floating corpses, who deeply injure your maternal inner being, and are, Mother of mine, those who, being your children through baptism and faith, live in mortal sin. […]

All you catholics, listen to the voice of your Holy Mother Church who calls you to identify closely with her, to live on her divine life.

[…] All you consecrated souls, priests of Christ, who, anointed by the smoothest oil, symbol of the Divinity, as the oil which, anointing Aaron’s head slid down his face overflowing to the edge of his vestments, you have to be very smooth oil that, in overabundance of your priestly anointment, you 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» (Jn 10, 10); «And this is eternal life, that they should know you, the only true God, and the one whom you sent, Jesus Christ» (Jn 17, 3). […]

Do we know, priests of Christ, all you consecrated souls, living and life-giving members of the New People of God through our insertion in Christ, that it is we, through our selfgiving life, of self-denial, of self-forgetfulness, and especially through our life of prayer, who have to enter, living more intimately our being Church, in a profound intimacy with Him our Father whom Jesus Christ came to manifest to us, and pull out the deep thorn that drilled his soul when, through the Gospel, painfully complains crying out: «You do not know me, nor do you know my Father» (Jn 8, 19), «Righteous Father, the world has not known you!»; «He came to what was his own, but his own people did not accept Him»? (Jn 17, 25; Jn 1, 11).

But, how will you be able to achieve this, if, by your scarce life of prayer, you do not know of intimacy with the divine Friend, who is always waiting for you? Beloved soul, if at least you would listen to Him, would love Him and would know how to receive Him…! […]

Push forward!, for we, united to your visible Head, will sing the eternal joy of your Mother’s bosom, entering through you in the bosom of God our Father, and in Him we will live by 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 cry out Unity!, living in order to form «one only Flock and one only Shepherd» (Jn 10, 16).

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

Note.- Click here to download the unabridged version of the extract: “The Face of the Church”.

Fragment of the video of Mother Trinidad “Priestly Church”, recorded on September 6th, 1988 (press PLAY):

Mother Trinidad in 1969. In the background, the Apostolate House of The Work of the Church in Pinar de las Rozas (Madrid)

I am Church, and, therefore, I love God and I seek all men to fill their souls with true justice and love. (17-12-76)
Let us imagine at one side the Trinity living Its life; at the other side mankind; Mary in the midst. One of the three divine Persons –the Word– comes to the womb of the Virgin and unites Himself with a humanity, bringing with Him the Father and the Holy Spirit. This humanity grafts onto itself, mysteriously, all men. And thus, in the Mother of God, begins the realisation of the great mystery of the Church. (12-1-67)
My mission is to sing, to sing…! to sing the richness of my Church! I have no time or space in my spirit for anything else. (2-6-65)