The loving intimacy between God and the soul knows no limits. The Most High, who lives in His inaccessible mystery of infinite light, wants to communicate with us and He becomes Man. And He seeks to confide His loving secret to all souls.

The life of the spirit is the permanent falling-in-love of God with the soul and of the soul with God. This is the right pattern every enamoured soul should follow to reach the perfection of human love.

 

Your request in my chest

I have known that You, puffing search for us, and that You want confidants who may give rest to Your ever loving soul, overflowing with enkindled loves. […]

I have seen today, in a moment of loving romances, something sweet and painful which has wounded my heart: The beloved Master of my afflicted spirit is alone…!
pressed by urgencies of nostalgias and in melancholic oblivion of those He loves so much and who were chosen to be His confidants and to send them to show Him throughout the ages…!
waiting untiringly, in case one day, remembering Him, they would listen to Him, and know the loves so divine, that burn His innermost being, towards the consecrated people, due to the contained zeals of the Love of loves, who calls without being heard…!

You have told me, beloved Spouse, without words and without noise, in the so secret way that You have, to enter through the senses of my soul: To console Your sufferings…! to love You together with those of mine…! to listen to You in Your silences of stifled nostalgias…! Since You wish to disclose to me the secrets of the depth of Your pierced chest, which, wounded by so much love has bled, on account of Your sufferings…!

And to enter into secret; for You want, with the notes muted by the touching of mystery, reveal to me all that You contain in Your open heart, should someone want to enter in order to taste Your holdings…

But, if You keep silent, beloved Master, Jesus of mine, it is not for lack of words or desires of saying Yourself to the poor, tiny little and simple ones! it is because they are absent-minded without knowing how to grasp Your yearning, and “thus” make You rest while they repose for long hours, becoming one, there, in Your Bosom! […]

How much, in no time, have I understood so much…!

And I say: “in no time have I known,” because time did not count when, in a single second, I have understood Your mystery:
That You ask for consolation from me…? That I make reparation for the oversights of those who do not love You, and that I perceive the groaning of lacerated soul, leaning “thus” on Your chest, become one with my children…? […]

If I could express what today I have comprehended, when seeing Your sacred eyes looking, in the distance, for anointed ones, waiting for confidants who may gather Your groans…! […]

You made me Your confidant, a receiver chosen by You, contaiment of Your mysteries, so that, in my waiting, You give Yourself to me, according to my style, telling me all that You hold inside in petition of affection…! […]

How much I knew in one instant next to You, dear Jesus…!: I knew that my God wept through the groaning of His Anointed!

 

“I knew that You earnestly sought us
and that You want to find people in whom You can confide”

Chapel of the house of The Work of the Church in Navalperal de Pinares (Ávila – Spain)

Mother Trinidad de la Santa Madre Iglesia
“YOUR REQUEST IN MY CHEST”.(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):

Lord, those who console You in the midst of Your desolation are the ones who only seek to console You even at the cost of their cruci¬fixion. (28-11-59)

Because I demand a pure love of immola¬tion and self-forgetfulness, I saw myself alone, and “I looked for comforters but found none.” (28-11-59)

The one who loves knows how to wait for Jesus to slumber peacefully in his soul; but the one who does not know anything about love, at the first slumber of the Bridegroom, runs away to look for other loves who do not sleep. (20-3-62)<