viernes, 30 de agosto de 2013

My heart beats with Jesus


August 30By God , I am still feeling unwell always . But what torments me is those strong and sharp pains in the chest. At times I cause discomfort so strong that it seems to me to want to tear your back and chest. But Jesus , from time to time , it does sweeten my sufferings differently: talking to the heart. Oh, yes , my father,what good is Jesus with me! Oh,what are these precious moments ! , Is a happiness that does not know what to compare it is a happiness that the Lord gives me like almost alone in suffering .At that time , more than any other , everything in the world bores me and I regret , I desire nothing out of love and suffer . Yes , my father, also in the midst of so much suffering I'm happy, because I seem to feel that my heart beats with Jesus . Imagine , then, the immense consolation of a heart that knows , almost certainly having Jesus.

 
( September 4, 1910 , to Father Benedict of San Marco in Lamis - Ep . I, p . 197 )

lunes, 26 de agosto de 2013

Always Keep the spirit of holy prayer and devotion


August 26

Imagination and the devil would like you to believe that God continually offend you always or almost always resist the divine call. The grace of the heavenly Father guard you have very far to fall in such infidelity. Convince yourself that you're told. I guarantee that these feelings do not come but of imagination and the devil. Beware of giving them importance, they do not look at anything but cool in you feelings of affection for the heavenly Bridegroom, to get you to be weary of Christian perfection because the experience as difficult and impossible, and, what is worse, try more directly override and off any feeling of devotion in your heart.

  (August 15, 1914, to Raffaelina Cerase - Ep. II, p. 153)

 

viernes, 23 de agosto de 2013

When the soul is ON


August 23

Last Friday I was in the church in thanksgiving after Mass, when suddenly I felt hurt the heart by a dart of fire so ardent that I thought live and die. I lack the words to make you understand the intensity of that flame, I am able to express myself absolutely unable. Do you? The soul, a victim of these consolations, becomes mute. I felt that an invisible force plunged me wholly into the fire. My God, what fire!What a sweetie!
Of these transports of love I felt many different time and have been out of this world. The other times there was a fire, but it was less intense this time, however, an instant, a second, and my soul separate from the body would ... he would have gone with Jesus.
Oh, how beautiful it is becoming a victim of love!

  (August 26, 1912, Fr Augustine of San Marco in Lamis - Ep. I, p. 299)

lunes, 19 de agosto de 2013

Come the Kingdom of God and His righteousness



August 19

Come early the kingdom of God sanctify his Church this pious Father abundantly his mercy spill on those souls who have not hitherto known. Destroy the kingdom of Satan, to bring out, to the confusion of this beast from hell, all his evil tricks, made known to all the keys to deceive souls this sad Cossack. This most tender Father enlighten the minds of all men and call your hearts to that ardent or cool or reduce progress in the ways of salvation is enfervoricen the lukewarm, and those that have been away to return to him. Also Thin and confuse all the wise men of this world not to fight and prevent the spread of the kingdom. Anyway, this thrice-holy Father away from his Church the divisions that exist and prevent new ones from occurring, so that there is one fold and one Shepherd. Centuplique the number of chosen souls; send many saints and learned ministers; sanctify current and have, through them, return the fervor to all Christian souls. Increase the number of Catholic missionaries, because, yet again, we have to lament the Divine Master: "The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few."


 
(March 8, 1915, to Anita Rodote - Ep. III, p. 61)

viernes, 16 de agosto de 2013

That great mystery!


August 16
What I can tell you about me? I am a mystery to myself, and if resist, is because the good Lord has reserved the last and sure word to the authority of this land, so that there is no safer rule that the will and desire of the top. In this authority abandoned me as a child in the arms of the mother, and I hope and trust in God that I be mistaken, but my feeling leads me to believe the opposite.
Father, when the sun shine in the sky of my soul?Woe is me, I am lost in the high and deep night I go through. Prefer not to speak of this, it is unimportant to me, and all I crave is to come God to give me the final blow.
  (August 15, 1916, Fr Augustine of San Marco in Lamis - Ep. I, p. 798)

jueves, 15 de agosto de 2013

Mary will comfort you and wrap her mantle



August 15


May the Blessed Virgin, which the whole Church today celebrates its assumption into heaven, will you comfort as long as free from danger!Who will thank you as you deserve continuing reports always optimal, which until now has been giving me? I lack the words to do it, but the heart he makes everything.Me and the chosen souls accompany you everywhere with fervent and continual prayer to Jesus. We all share their bitter situation, all of us live in his own life, and all look the most happy moans when the sweetest Lord allows us to embrace again.Value!, Father, that day will soon come, and will be when we least expect it. This beautiful day is nigh, and happy souls who can scream with joy "It is the Lord who has done it." All we will join them to sing this song of praise to God eternal, because it will appear "miraculous in our eyes", for the triumph of justice over evil.That beautiful day approaches, can not be the work of one God, and God made the resurrection of many and to win glory Thank God!All well-known souls you walk "in holiness and righteousness before the Lord." Praise God for all this.

 

(August 15, 1916, Fr Augustine of San Marco in Lamis - Ep. I, p. 798)

martes, 13 de agosto de 2013

Poor Lady


August 12
Recalling the wonders of those days, I am reminded of the beloved firstborn of the Seraphic Father, there, in the deep silence of the austere and solemn refectory, Santa Clara, with her daughters humble and mortified, that at the rate of poverty, sing brief, clear notes of renunciation and sacrifice. The sisters go to their jobs, raise the mind to the Lord and wait in peace ... But the voice of the mother s crystal. Clara sings the Benedicite. The virgin hand rises slowly and solemnly, to bless and miraculous grimly.
On one occasion, in the monastery there was only one bread, and it was lunchtime. Hunger stomach goaded poor sisters, who, having triumphed over all, they could not forget permanently pressing needs of life. Sister Cecilia, the housekeeper, in the predicament, he resorted to the holy abbess, who sent him he left the bread in half, to send one to the brothers guarding the monastery, and to stay the other, and this that the departed in 50 pieces, as many as the sisters, and to put each hand on the table of poverty. But as the devoted daughter that would be needed to answer the ancient miracles of Jesus for a bread so small could be split into 50 parts, the mother replied, my child, go with confidence what I say.
The obedient daughter was preparing to fulfill the mandate mother and mother Clara rushes to turn to Jesus with prayers and pious sighs in favor of his daughters. And, by divine grace, the little bread increases in the hands of that part, and each sister plays abundant portion.
  (December 30, 1921, Graciela Pannullo - Ep. III, p. 1087)

lunes, 12 de agosto de 2013

All Franciscan Town


August 11
Hope you're not far off that joy of joys of heaven, marching to Assisi, the city all Franciscan eloquent monument of the great love and infinite charity of S. Father S. Francisco. Yes, I predict that one day soon I will reach the news that you have knelt there, in the small and devoted temple of the Holy Portiuncula blackened over the years, where, as has the good admirer of the work Franciscan , Mrs. Henrion, kissing of penitents through seven centuries of religious awe have polished as marble and alabaster the rough walls.How beats the heart of the pilgrim memoirist stop there to pray with fervor! Each dark brick tells the story of thousands and thousands of souls who, in trustful abandonment, have supported her head and the anxieties of life.
The pilgrim instinctively kneels there, and in divine silence, feeling that flutters about it as a blessing softest. And the infinite and sweet prayer echoes and passes for centuries and will for ever: love lit prayers of the saints, victims burnt pure tears redeemed.Oh, how great and sweet is, in the Church of Jesus, the doctrine of the communion of saints! This is truly the gate of eternal life, as written on the frontispiece of the small temple devotee of the Portiuncula.
  (December 30, 1921, Graciela Pannullo - Ep. III, p. 1087)

jueves, 8 de agosto de 2013

Grow on you Life Holiness


August 8In Rome I saw a tree said to have been planted by Patriarch St. Dominic, many will see it for devotion and love for pets who planted it. Similarly, having seen me in you the desire tree of holiness, that God Himself has planted in your hearts, I love him dearly. When you think about it, I'm glad now that when you were here. Therefore, I urge you to do the same and tell me: God grant you grow, beautiful tree planted, divine seed, may God make you produce your fruit in abundance. When you have produced, pleasing to God preserve annoying wind, pulling all the fruit to the ground, where the prying beasts will devour.My dear children, this desire should be for you as the orange of the coast of Genoa, so have those who have seen most of the year are both full of fruits, flowers and leaves. Because your wishes should always bear fruit in all cases that are presented to you to do something along the day, without ever ceasing to wish your objects and go further. And these desires are the flowers of the tree of your efforts, the leaves are the repeated acceptance of your weaknesses, which sustain both good works and the good wishes.

 
(January 18, 1918, the novices - Ep.IV, p. 366)

lunes, 5 de agosto de 2013

Wounded Love



August 5
I can not describe what took place in this period so intense martyrdom. He was confessing our five boys afternoon, when suddenly terrified me the sight of a celestial character, presented to me in the eyes of intelligence. He was holding a sort of harness, like a very long iron blade with a very sharp tip, and seemed to point out that fire.See all this and see that this character with all violence threw the harness that in soul, was all one. I let out a moan with difficulty, I was dying. I told the boy to withdraw because I felt bad and had no strength to continue.This martyrdom lasted, without interruption, until the morning of the seventh. What I suffered in this tragic period I could not express it. He saw into the bowels were torn and stretched after that harness, and it was all gone iron and fire. Since that day I am mortally wounded. I feel in the depths of the soul a wound that is always open and I have to continually forward.Is not this a new punishment I inflict divine justice? Judge for yourself how true this statement and if not I have every reason to fear and live in extreme distress.
 
(August 21, 1918, to Father Benedict of San Marco in Lamis - Ep. I, p. 1061)


jueves, 1 de agosto de 2013

Rejoice therefore perform!



August 1

Daughters, live calm, follow the way in which God has placed you, and desire with all diligence have satisfied and happy holy Jesus suffered for love of the abandonment of his father, and which he, ie the Father from heaven, wanted you to be accompanied. And, as a bee produces honey carefully holy devotion, wax fabricad domestic work, because if one component brings sweetness to the taste of Christ, while living in the world was fed, eat says writing, butter and honey, the other is in their greatest glory, because it serves to make the building lighted candles neighbor. God, who hath with special care taken by the hand, guide you to the port of eternal salvation; trust him and not be afraid.
  (January 2, 1918, to Antoinette Vona - Ep. III, p. 832)