“This writing, oh my One Trinity, I dedicate to You, as a hymn of supreme praise and maximum glorification that on earth I can give You, since I seek to make You known and loved, for your sake, without me”.

These concluding words of Mother’s writing “To love You for Your sake”  give us the hint for us to live accordingly the great feast of the most Holy Trinity in its full meaning. This is the Heavenly feast of perfect joy. What can never be seen or lived on this earth, is now anticipated in this feast that throws open for us the boundaries of Eternity without limits.

 

 

Love…! I need You without me…! You, in You and for You…! Because I am created only to rejoice eternally in the fact that You are happy, that You are blissful, in the fact that You are…! Yes, Love, in the fact that You are yourself ! […]

You are so blissful… so much… so much… so much! that You will make our most essential joy consist in rejoicing in the fact that You are so happy; […]

[…] You are so perfect and so glorious, that, when contemplating You, our capacity will be so stolen, exceeded and surpassed, that it will not be able to desire anything, most essentially, apart from glorying in the fact that You are yourself so happy and so pleased for being yourself who You are yourself; having all souls their first and most essential joy in rejoicing, oblivious of themselves, at seeing You so blessed.

Your eternal happiness of infinite perfection will captivate them so transcendentally, that what is not to contemplate You for yourself, rejoicing in the fact that You are God, will be second accidental joys that they will possess as a consequence of this. The joy of joys, that will make the soul be in Eternity in the centre of its love and in an act of most pure love, will be to rejoice in the fact that God is God, that God is what He is by himself and in himself. […]

That is why, Love, I wait for You…! I clamour for loving You eternally in my centre of love… at that point of love’s purity that You instil into my soul…! I do need my love to be as pure as possible, according to my capacity, and to love You where I may love You the most, where my purity of love may be more perfect…! […]

I need to rejoice in the fact that You are yourself, and only in that, without occupying myself with anything else; and in that is the centre and the perfection of my love. And I know that this demand for pure love that You have placed in my soul, I will only be able to fill it in the place of the pure and perfect love: Eternity.

Love, I do not clamour for Eternity in order to be happy, since although my whole soul is created to be so, there is something that surpasses almost infinitely this urgency, and it is to rejoice solely in the fact that You are happy, that You are yourself, that You rejoice in yourself, that You love yourself, that You are the glorious Life in Trinity of Persons.

How really marvellous that You are yourself so blissful…! that You are yourself so happy! that You are yourself by yourself, without me…! What a joy, that, when I offended You, my Un-created, I did not grieve You, I did not take your joy away, I did not take away your essential glory…!

Love…! What a very joyful jubilation that You are yourself so Being, that what is not You, means nothing to You…! that You are yourself so immutable in your infinite joy, that nothing troubles You, that nothing touches You… that with all my imperfection, before You, I am as if I were not…

Love…! What a joy that of my soul the fact that You are like that…! What a joy that of being able to enjoy eternally the bliss of seeing You so happy…! How really marvellous that your glory is essentially the same with the love of your creature as without it! What a joy so complete that, because of your incapability of suffering, in order to do so, You had to become incarnate! and even so, You suffered in your humanity, but your divinity was impassive. […]

That is how God is…! He is of such glorious perfection, that exceeding our capacity for all that we may crave, He will make us have our greatest possible glorification in rejoicing in what He is.

Tell me, what do you love and why do you love it…? What do you occupy yourself in when your love is not God…? In loving because they love you in return, which after all is to seek yourself; in loving for you to rejoice, which is selfish love; in rejoicing in the good of the beloved because you find joy… But do you know what God is, and of what perfection He must be, and what glory He must have in himself, that the happiness of seeing Him so joyful and so happy will be your eternal bliss…?

What must God be, soul created by the Infinite, that He is capable of satiating infinitely every demand for love and happiness that you feel…! […]

Love, I need, by the demand of having been created to enjoy You, to be happy… I have imprinted on my soul the need to possess You and to enjoy You, the need to know You and to express You, the need to love You and to be loved with my participation in You… I clamour in urgencies to live only for You, to steal and to capture You for me, to rejoice in the fact that You are You for me to enjoy it. […]

Yet, although the need to rejoice for Your being yourself He who You are yourself makes me live dying, I know that to increase this degree of love, only here on earth can I achieve it. Since each second, living in this state of love in which the Love keeps me, I reach an increase of love for me and for all the members of the Church until the end of time; and living like this, I can achieve the pure love of each soul to be increased, through which and for all Eternity, they will rejoice solely in the fact that God is God.

And faced with this program which appears before my sight of my glorification of God and of my spiritual motherhood, what is more perfect for me, to desire Heaven or earth…? “To do your will is my delight; my God, your law is in my heart!” (Sal 39,9) […]

This writing, oh my One Trinity, I dedicate to You, as a hymn of supreme praise and maximum glorification that on earth I can give You, since I seek to make You known and loved, for your sake, without me.

Mother Trinidad de la Santa Madre Iglesia
An extract from the writing: To love You for Your sake