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THE WRITINGS
Eucharist:
THE THOUGHTS - Eucharist prints
Mama, - he writes on the eve of his priestly ordination - will you be me tomorrow? You will give virtue to my hands, light in my mind, affections and holy affections will wake me in my heart; Will you give strength to my will to follow Jesus, where Jesus wants him, do all that he wants and be his sincere and devoted disciple? Of course, you, the Mother of Jesus, who are most pious, like your devotees love your Son and follow your footsteps (1).
To be honored, beloved, adored propagated the SS. Sacramento (2).
Lord, You are the irradiation of your vivid light; You light up my powerful love. I remained enthusiastic, subdued and pronounced, as I now pronounce, the word: Lord, I love you! These words pronounce these faithful souls to your feet gathered to worship you. And they, with unanimous chorus, speak the sweet verb from the depths of their hearts: We love you, Lord, we love you! (3).
Divine Love, allow me, last of your last servants, to discover [the souls] a small flap of your arcane beauty, to learn the great mystery you made in hiding under the Sacred Species to reveal you secretly to our souls, To excite in our hearts, love palpits. Please, Lord, that it is just for you, hidden under the Sacred Species, that I speak this evening (4).
The love of God overwhelmed us, broke every dam, overtaken every obstacle: the King of Kings goes mad for his creatures and exclaims to S. Lorenzo Giustiniani: Vidimus sapientiam amoris nimetate infatuatam: We have seen the mad wisdom of love. Oh, what a great wonder this is! (5).
With the establishment of the Eucharist, the Lord puts the last limit to his charity toward man. Under the veils He becomes love, drives his souls to faith and love, and to us, he draws us with a powerful influence. The soul remains gripped, pierced, subjugated and exclaims irradiated by Divine Love: "Lord, I believe; Lord, I in You hope; Lord, I love you (6).
Oh! Yes, the sisters very much the Eucharistic Heart of Jesus radiating the flames of love, are amenable to each other, for this sign Our Lord acknowledges his brothers (7).
Eucharistic Jesus blames you on His holy love and models you all on the radiant exemplary of His Sacred Heart, adore you of all the virtues and essentially of the holy virtues of humility, obedience and charity, make you amazed at the sacred poverty to which The Sacred Heart wanted to be dispossessed and craving that all her lovers would prefer this virtue together with the others (8).
(1) EM, Diario spir. 1904-5, 2nd ed. p.52
(2) Ivi, p. 200
(3) EM, Preaching, p. 20
(4) Ivi, p. 21
(5) Ivi, p. 19
(6) Ivi, p. 20
(7) EM, Epist. Suppl., P. 60
(8) EM, Epist. II, p. 506
Eucharist:
THE THOUGHTS - Eucharist prints
Mama, - he writes on the eve of his priestly ordination - will you be me tomorrow? You will give virtue to my hands, light in my mind, affections and holy affections will wake me in my heart; Will you give strength to my will to follow Jesus, where Jesus wants him, do all that he wants and be his sincere and devoted disciple? Of course, you, the Mother of Jesus, who are most pious, like your devotees love your Son and follow your footsteps (1).
To be honored, beloved, adored propagated the SS. Sacramento (2).
Lord, You are the irradiation of your vivid light; You light up my powerful love. I remained enthusiastic, subdued and pronounced, as I now pronounce, the word: Lord, I love you! These words pronounce these faithful souls to your feet gathered to worship you. And they, with unanimous chorus, speak the sweet verb from the depths of their hearts: We love you, Lord, we love you! (3).
Divine Love, allow me, last of your last servants, to discover [the souls] a small flap of your arcane beauty, to learn the great mystery you made in hiding under the Sacred Species to reveal you secretly to our souls, To excite in our hearts, love palpits. Please, Lord, that it is just for you, hidden under the Sacred Species, that I speak this evening (4).
The love of God overwhelmed us, broke every dam, overtaken every obstacle: the King of Kings goes mad for his creatures and exclaims to S. Lorenzo Giustiniani: Vidimus sapientiam amoris nimetate infatuatam: We have seen the mad wisdom of love. Oh, what a great wonder this is! (5).
With the establishment of the Eucharist, the Lord puts the last limit to his charity toward man. Under the veils He becomes love, drives his souls to faith and love, and to us, he draws us with a powerful influence. The soul remains gripped, pierced, subjugated and exclaims irradiated by Divine Love: "Lord, I believe; Lord, I in You hope; Lord, I love you (6).
Oh! Yes, the sisters very much the Eucharistic Heart of Jesus radiating the flames of love, are amenable to each other, for this sign Our Lord acknowledges his brothers (7).
Eucharistic Jesus blames you on His holy love and models you all on the radiant exemplary of His Sacred Heart, adore you of all the virtues and essentially of the holy virtues of humility, obedience and charity, make you amazed at the sacred poverty to which The Sacred Heart wanted to be dispossessed and craving that all her lovers would prefer this virtue together with the others (8).
(1) EM, Diario spir. 1904-5, 2nd ed. p.52
(2) Ivi, p. 200
(3) EM, Preaching, p. 20
(4) Ivi, p. 21
(5) Ivi, p. 19
(6) Ivi, p. 20
(7) EM, Epist. Suppl., P. 60
(8) EM, Epist. II, p. 506
THE THOUGHTS - Love and Reparation
If men are burned by the love of God, being in love with God and almost full of his Spirit, they think of God, they speak of God: God in the minds, God in the hearts, God in all acts of life ).
Sacred Heart of My Divine Love, which I propagate your glory, that I make you known to the people, that I dedicate everything to your divine worship and be one of the strongest zealers of the Sacred Heart.
The Lord who has done everything for love as he did everything with wisdom requires love, for if he loves, he wants to be loved (3).
I confess to being more guilty than Magdalene, but I pray to you and her the faith she had in you. What I too tear your feet, hiding me in the wound of your Holy Shroud, my divine Love. From that wound You shoot flames of love; Fire me, save me, divine Heart (4).
Forgive me in Maddalena, Forgive Augustine ... will you forgive me too? Ah! Yea, I entrust you to your sorrowful sores that send flames of love, entrust me to your precious Blood which also poured out on me for you, I entrust the wound of your Sacred Heart that was opened, because I was in it refugee and had There was found asylum, peace and rest (5).
The Institutes of the Little Brothers and Sisters of the Holy Costant emanate from the side of Jesus Christ, the costume that, pierced by the soldier's spear, is a wound of love and great charity, is the source of all graces, is the source of the sacraments Of the New Testament, a source of light, a source of love, a source of fiery charity (6).
Foundation of the Little Brothers and Sisters of the Holy Cost will be humility, covering poverty and cementing charity. And these two characteristics can not exist without the sacrifice of will and therefore without obedience. Three, then, are the characteristics but these three are subject to obedience and sacrifice of will. Thus the Congregations will give glory to God and will heal the salvation of souls and his members will be holy and will perform miraculous works (7).
Lord, souls do not love you because they do not know you. May I be one of the lucky ones that you irradiate to make you known to the people, to show them how beautiful you are, to make you know how generous and merciful you are and how you love souls, so that these, lost sheep can return to you.
On the outbreak of your love, I offer my heart to my holocaust with all its anguish, its spasms; I love it all to you. Everything will stand for your love (9).
Yes, I follow you, Beloved, I follow you; I want everything and everyone to detach me, because my heart must be yours, all yours; No angle, even minimum, must be reserved for others; You have to deal with it all (10).
That love for you in me grows more and more; I ask you in grace, my beloved, your love. I'm not afraid, no, anxieties, doubts, contradictions, darkness, if, through them, I see you and growing ever more in me the craving to love you (11).
It is so beautiful to love you, that the soul should not want to love You, My Beloved, only to serve You, especially when you illuminate it by showing her the ways in which it is easier for you to reach (12).
The times are very sad, very sad. God has departed from families, schools, and workshops, and with power Satan entered and therefore blasphemy, scandal, corruption, dissolution. Do we want these enormities to cease, that society breathes another more pure air, agitated by the Divine breath? Oh, we offer to God our hearts in atonement for the sins of many who offend him at all times (13).
Let us be apostles and fervent apostles of the God of love, and if the storm of unbelief spires, if the breath of corruption falls, oh soon, soon, with the cross on the chest we run to the rescue. We extricate the thirst of the Nazarene presenting him the most lost sheep that we will try to bring back to his sheep (14).
Nazarene of love, you would spend your blood for the human ransom, and here your children do not recognize you, they are ashamed of You. You are the Nazarene of love. You will speak to their soul, You will blend their minds of radiant light, You will flush their hearts of heavenly love and then tell them: If you dare give me leave! (15).
Loving Sisters of the Sacred Cost of Jesus, love each other, compete with one another, and you will be accepted to that Divine Heart so cruelly torn from our inscenities to the tenderness of His Love (16).
(1) EM, Epist., II, 621
(2) EM, Diario spir. 1904-5, 2nd ed. p.304
(3) EM, Epist., II, p. 623
(4) EM, Diario spir., 1904-5, 2nd ed. p.304
(5) Ivi, p. 280
(6) EM, Diario spir. 1908-1912, April 27, 1910
(7) Ivi, 22.12.1910
(8) EM, Diario spir., 1904-5, 2nd ed. pp. 270-271
(9) Ivi, p. 264
(10) Ivi, p. 246
(11) Ivi, p. 87
(12) Ivi,
If men are burned by the love of God, being in love with God and almost full of his Spirit, they think of God, they speak of God: God in the minds, God in the hearts, God in all acts of life ).
Sacred Heart of My Divine Love, which I propagate your glory, that I make you known to the people, that I dedicate everything to your divine worship and be one of the strongest zealers of the Sacred Heart.
The Lord who has done everything for love as he did everything with wisdom requires love, for if he loves, he wants to be loved (3).
I confess to being more guilty than Magdalene, but I pray to you and her the faith she had in you. What I too tear your feet, hiding me in the wound of your Holy Shroud, my divine Love. From that wound You shoot flames of love; Fire me, save me, divine Heart (4).
Forgive me in Maddalena, Forgive Augustine ... will you forgive me too? Ah! Yea, I entrust you to your sorrowful sores that send flames of love, entrust me to your precious Blood which also poured out on me for you, I entrust the wound of your Sacred Heart that was opened, because I was in it refugee and had There was found asylum, peace and rest (5).
The Institutes of the Little Brothers and Sisters of the Holy Costant emanate from the side of Jesus Christ, the costume that, pierced by the soldier's spear, is a wound of love and great charity, is the source of all graces, is the source of the sacraments Of the New Testament, a source of light, a source of love, a source of fiery charity (6).
Foundation of the Little Brothers and Sisters of the Holy Cost will be humility, covering poverty and cementing charity. And these two characteristics can not exist without the sacrifice of will and therefore without obedience. Three, then, are the characteristics but these three are subject to obedience and sacrifice of will. Thus the Congregations will give glory to God and will heal the salvation of souls and his members will be holy and will perform miraculous works (7).
Lord, souls do not love you because they do not know you. May I be one of the lucky ones that you irradiate to make you known to the people, to show them how beautiful you are, to make you know how generous and merciful you are and how you love souls, so that these, lost sheep can return to you.
On the outbreak of your love, I offer my heart to my holocaust with all its anguish, its spasms; I love it all to you. Everything will stand for your love (9).
Yes, I follow you, Beloved, I follow you; I want everything and everyone to detach me, because my heart must be yours, all yours; No angle, even minimum, must be reserved for others; You have to deal with it all (10).
That love for you in me grows more and more; I ask you in grace, my beloved, your love. I'm not afraid, no, anxieties, doubts, contradictions, darkness, if, through them, I see you and growing ever more in me the craving to love you (11).
It is so beautiful to love you, that the soul should not want to love You, My Beloved, only to serve You, especially when you illuminate it by showing her the ways in which it is easier for you to reach (12).
The times are very sad, very sad. God has departed from families, schools, and workshops, and with power Satan entered and therefore blasphemy, scandal, corruption, dissolution. Do we want these enormities to cease, that society breathes another more pure air, agitated by the Divine breath? Oh, we offer to God our hearts in atonement for the sins of many who offend him at all times (13).
Let us be apostles and fervent apostles of the God of love, and if the storm of unbelief spires, if the breath of corruption falls, oh soon, soon, with the cross on the chest we run to the rescue. We extricate the thirst of the Nazarene presenting him the most lost sheep that we will try to bring back to his sheep (14).
Nazarene of love, you would spend your blood for the human ransom, and here your children do not recognize you, they are ashamed of You. You are the Nazarene of love. You will speak to their soul, You will blend their minds of radiant light, You will flush their hearts of heavenly love and then tell them: If you dare give me leave! (15).
Loving Sisters of the Sacred Cost of Jesus, love each other, compete with one another, and you will be accepted to that Divine Heart so cruelly torn from our inscenities to the tenderness of His Love (16).
(1) EM, Epist., II, 621
(2) EM, Diario spir. 1904-5, 2nd ed. p.304
(3) EM, Epist., II, p. 623
(4) EM, Diario spir., 1904-5, 2nd ed. p.304
(5) Ivi, p. 280
(6) EM, Diario spir. 1908-1912, April 27, 1910
(7) Ivi, 22.12.1910
(8) EM, Diario spir., 1904-5, 2nd ed. pp. 270-271
(9) Ivi, p. 264
(10) Ivi, p. 246
(11) Ivi, p. 87
(12) Ivi,
THOUGHTS - Charisma and Spirituality print
I will procure to all the abundance of love Jesus brings to us, so that everyone will love him and no one offend. (1)
You shoot up to the very end of your precious Blood. And here, let them make you the last straw. They pierce your chest and your generous Heart comes out. It's the last drop of juice; You have poured it all up, but your Heart Receiver of Heavenly Love is already perceived to the adoration of your children (2).
Ah! I laughed, that I find a refuge in your heart, which I hide within your bloody bleeding. Try a few drops of blood from Gethsemane and Calvary, purify me and give me yours forever (3).
Oh! Fortunate myself if I can abandon myself and rest in your holy cost, in that beautiful wound of love that emanates flames of charity and burns hearts at all moments (4).
I am your priest, but I want to be your holy priest who loves your love, the health of the souls, sheep, whom you will entrust me to (5).
Give me your Apostle, Divine Love. That I suffer, yes, but suffer for your holy cause, to be an apostle, to love your love, for your glory and for the health of souls to you, redeemed with your Most Precious Blood (6).
Command therefore, my beloved Master, also commands the servant Eustachian exile of Jesus and Mary, and he delightfully, cheerfully, as if he were correcting for feasts and dancing will obey you [...]; He will pour into your holy body your anxieties and anguish and in the heart of your mother and his sighs (7).
Yes, my Beloved, fall in love with You, fall in love with your Heart, fall in love with your life, your Passion; That I always love you, always contemplate you, speak to the hearts and souls of You and to You bring them back (8).
Oh! My beloved Heart of my Jesus, broken for me by Longino's spear, is just that great wound of love that increases my faith, hope, and makes me feel holy charity. And I shelter in it; in it I hide myself, and hate me; It will be my salvation. Hidden within your Heart, including it, oh! I will not be lost: I will save myself: I will be a sweet victim of love to the Sacred Heart, I will be consumed with love for it [...]. To your heart I reclaim as a safe asylum, in your heart I hide; The exile here finds its safe asylum, there its sweet nest, the nest of love (9).
Lord, make me a new man, dressed in the garments of your beloved ones. This is possible if you want. That I be witness to the world of what a God can love. I love you, Beloved, I love you; Who can witness everywhere miracles that you work in me (10).
Poor Mother, pain has conquered you, pain has made you mute. You do not moan or lament. Stabat Mater Painful ... Oh! You love a Mother so good, a so holy Mother, such a Merciful Mother, who also this time, in the fullness of sorrow, accepts you as children and pronounces for you the ineffable words of obedience to God: Ecce Ancilla Domini (11).
Let us try to resemble the Blessed Mary, and when affliction hits us, let us remember that it is divine called to the sad one, that it may be good, good, that it may be even better, and the elect to become an angel. ).
Oh! I, my beloved Mother, am proud to know my son, the son of Mary, the son of the Madonna, the son of Mary Addolored, and implore you, hands clasped, to make me holy, holy and soon holy.
(1) EM, Epist., II, p. 569, n. 44
(2) EM, Diario spir. 1904-5, 2nd ed. p. 118
(3) Ivi, p. 118-119
(4) Ivi, p. 270
(5) Ivi, p. 267
(6) Ivi, p. 270
(7) Ivi, p. 218
(8) Ivi, p. 270
(9) Ivi, pp. 281
(10) EM, Ivi, pp. 282-283
(11) EM, Preaching, p. 83
(12) Ivi, p.72
(13) EM, Diario spir., 1904-5, 2nd ed. p. 39
I will procure to all the abundance of love Jesus brings to us, so that everyone will love him and no one offend. (1)
You shoot up to the very end of your precious Blood. And here, let them make you the last straw. They pierce your chest and your generous Heart comes out. It's the last drop of juice; You have poured it all up, but your Heart Receiver of Heavenly Love is already perceived to the adoration of your children (2).
Ah! I laughed, that I find a refuge in your heart, which I hide within your bloody bleeding. Try a few drops of blood from Gethsemane and Calvary, purify me and give me yours forever (3).
Oh! Fortunate myself if I can abandon myself and rest in your holy cost, in that beautiful wound of love that emanates flames of charity and burns hearts at all moments (4).
I am your priest, but I want to be your holy priest who loves your love, the health of the souls, sheep, whom you will entrust me to (5).
Give me your Apostle, Divine Love. That I suffer, yes, but suffer for your holy cause, to be an apostle, to love your love, for your glory and for the health of souls to you, redeemed with your Most Precious Blood (6).
Command therefore, my beloved Master, also commands the servant Eustachian exile of Jesus and Mary, and he delightfully, cheerfully, as if he were correcting for feasts and dancing will obey you [...]; He will pour into your holy body your anxieties and anguish and in the heart of your mother and his sighs (7).
Yes, my Beloved, fall in love with You, fall in love with your Heart, fall in love with your life, your Passion; That I always love you, always contemplate you, speak to the hearts and souls of You and to You bring them back (8).
Oh! My beloved Heart of my Jesus, broken for me by Longino's spear, is just that great wound of love that increases my faith, hope, and makes me feel holy charity. And I shelter in it; in it I hide myself, and hate me; It will be my salvation. Hidden within your Heart, including it, oh! I will not be lost: I will save myself: I will be a sweet victim of love to the Sacred Heart, I will be consumed with love for it [...]. To your heart I reclaim as a safe asylum, in your heart I hide; The exile here finds its safe asylum, there its sweet nest, the nest of love (9).
Lord, make me a new man, dressed in the garments of your beloved ones. This is possible if you want. That I be witness to the world of what a God can love. I love you, Beloved, I love you; Who can witness everywhere miracles that you work in me (10).
Poor Mother, pain has conquered you, pain has made you mute. You do not moan or lament. Stabat Mater Painful ... Oh! You love a Mother so good, a so holy Mother, such a Merciful Mother, who also this time, in the fullness of sorrow, accepts you as children and pronounces for you the ineffable words of obedience to God: Ecce Ancilla Domini (11).
Let us try to resemble the Blessed Mary, and when affliction hits us, let us remember that it is divine called to the sad one, that it may be good, good, that it may be even better, and the elect to become an angel. ).
Oh! I, my beloved Mother, am proud to know my son, the son of Mary, the son of the Madonna, the son of Mary Addolored, and implore you, hands clasped, to make me holy, holy and soon holy.
(1) EM, Epist., II, p. 569, n. 44
(2) EM, Diario spir. 1904-5, 2nd ed. p. 118
(3) Ivi, p. 118-119
(4) Ivi, p. 270
(5) Ivi, p. 267
(6) Ivi, p. 270
(7) Ivi, p. 218
(8) Ivi, p. 270
(9) Ivi, pp. 281
(10) EM, Ivi, pp. 282-283
(11) EM, Preaching, p. 83
(12) Ivi, p.72
(13) EM, Diario spir., 1904-5, 2nd ed. p. 39
