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heard to say repeatedly. 'Do not think that I want to do aught else but Thy holy Will. You know the truth, for<br />

You see my heart. o Jesus, if it be Thy good pleasure, give me a little respite! I feel that the struggle is almost<br />

too much for me. So please grant me a little rest, Jesus.' And Jesus heard her prayer, but the moments <strong>of</strong><br />

peace in which He and her Guardian Angel used to encourage her to persevere bravely, were short and rare.<br />

The storm would burst upon her more furiously than before. I t was in this manner that Gemma, an innocent<br />

victim, passed her days and nights on her bed <strong>of</strong> sorrow.<br />

But the abandonment had to be absolutely complete. It would seem that she was receiving too much<br />

assistance, too much strength from Holy Communion, and she had to make a sacrifice to Jesus even <strong>of</strong> this.<br />

Mother Gemma Giannini deposed:<br />

'During her sickness she continued to receive Holy Communion every day. Because <strong>of</strong> the strain on her<br />

health we wished to prevent her from receiving, but Monsignor Volpi told us to allow her to go, saying that<br />

this was the only consolation that remained to her. Early in the morning I accompanied her to the Church <strong>of</strong><br />

the Rose and afterwards came back home with her. A fortnight before her death, I took her to the Church as<br />

usual, but she was so weak that she was unable to go to the rails, and in consequence she did not receive<br />

Holy Communion that day, and this was a great sacrifice for her.'<br />

It was to this Church also that Mother Gemma (then Euphemia Giannini) used to go with Gemma for the<br />

devotions <strong>of</strong> the month <strong>of</strong> March in honor <strong>of</strong> St. Joseph. Gemma always had a special devotion to this patron<br />

<strong>of</strong> a happy death, and desired to make sure <strong>of</strong> his powerful assistance in the last moments <strong>of</strong> her life.<br />

Euphemia Giannini looked after Gemma with sisterly care, and in giving evidence in the Processes spoke<br />

with particular emotion <strong>of</strong> the following incident. During one <strong>of</strong> Gemma's violent attacks <strong>of</strong> coughing, that<br />

seemed to be on the point <strong>of</strong> suffocating her, Euphemia was standing by the bed lovingly attentive. Gemma<br />

looked up at her lovingly to say: 'Learn, Euphemia, how Jesus desires to be loved.'<br />

Gemma lived for a month at her new home, her last earthly dwelling-place. During this period Father Peter<br />

Paul Moreschini came to give her his blessing for the last time. She was overjoyed at seeing once more one<br />

whom God Himself had won to her cause and who had helped her so much in the days <strong>of</strong> trial. Father Peter<br />

Paul Moreschini gave the following deposition in the Processes regarding this visit: 'I heard her confession<br />

and knew that she was in a state <strong>of</strong> unmitigated suffering. The afflictions she was subjected to by the devils<br />

were unceasing day or night. Her illness, which according to the doctors was tuberculosis, had reduced her<br />

to an extremely weak condition, and I was persuaded that her death could not be far <strong>of</strong>f.'<br />

THE GATES OF HEAVEN OPENING TO RECEIVE HER<br />

Gemma's death was indeed near. Heaven was about to open and welcome her within its gates for ever-that<br />

abode <strong>of</strong> the Blessed she had sighed after in life. "Make haste, Q Jesus; give me strength and make haste,'<br />

she was heard to exclaim in ecstasy, 'but shorten the time that is now so wearisome to me. Break this chain<br />

that binds me to earth and holds me back from Heaven. Let me come to Thee!' And again: '0 Paradise, in<br />

thee there will be neither night nor darkness, nor changes <strong>of</strong> things or time. . . . 0 Paradise, where God <strong>of</strong><br />

God and Light <strong>of</strong> Light dwells. It is illumined by the Sun <strong>of</strong> Justice and the Sacred Heart will fill it with divine<br />

brightness; for the consolation and joy <strong>of</strong> Heaven is indeed to contemplate God, the King <strong>of</strong> Kings. . . . 0<br />

Paradise, how long have I desired thee! Who can ever describe thee? A desire that never annoys, a plenty<br />

that one never grows weary <strong>of</strong>. . . . What happiness, 0 Jesus, to dwell in Thy Paradise! '<br />

On hearing these outpourings, Cecilia Giannini had asked Gemma: 'Why do you desire so greatly to go to<br />

Heaven? Have you not got Jesus here? ' 'Yes,' she answered, ' but I do not see Him as He is in Heaven! One<br />

day I did see Him a little better, but my eyes were burnt by the sight.' 'And then I remembered,' continued<br />

Cecilia Giannini in her deposition, 'that I had once noticed that her eyes were sore and red, and that I had<br />

scolded her, saying: "Even your eyes are sore. There is not a bit <strong>of</strong> you healthy." But she kept silent, and on<br />

the following. day her eyes were all right.'<br />

Holy Week <strong>of</strong> 1903 came, and it was to be for Gemma indeed a week <strong>of</strong> the Passion. From the pains she<br />

suffered in her body, from the deathly pallor <strong>of</strong> her face and the anguish <strong>of</strong> abandonment she experienced in<br />

her soul, she seemed, according to the witnesses, an image <strong>of</strong> Christ dying on the Cross. A life <strong>of</strong> sorrow and<br />

martyrdom could have only such an end. She had longed and prayed to die on a great feast and her prayer<br />

was granted. She died on the Feast <strong>of</strong> Feasts, Easter.<br />

On Wednesday <strong>of</strong> that Holy Week she was allowed to have even on her bed <strong>of</strong> sorrow a slight foretaste <strong>of</strong><br />

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