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The hearts <strong>of</strong> Saints are extremely delicate, and Gemma felt deeply the duty <strong>of</strong> gratitude she owed to her<br />

adopted family. She prayed constantly for them all. 'Mom,' she was once heard to say in an ecstasy as she<br />

was addressing the Blessed Virgin, 'my confessor has obliged me to do something. He has asked me to pray<br />

for this family. I have done so already. Will you do what I cannot do ! Obtain for them great graces, an infinite<br />

number <strong>of</strong> graces. Mom, you understand, an infinite number. If at times Jesus desires to send them trials, tell<br />

Jesus to show His mercy towards them .... ' And on another occasion she prayed: 'Mother mine, I<br />

recommend this house and this family to you. Tell Jesus to help them in the hour <strong>of</strong> tribulation, but if He<br />

should be about to lay His hand, heavily upon them, I am here, and let Him lay it on me instead. I<br />

recommend this matter to you very fervently. Tell Jesus that it is very important."<br />

Gemma realized how great was the care that was bestowed upon her, and she wished to make some return,<br />

but not being able to do so, she showed her gratitude in a thousand ways. 'I shall pray to Jesus for you,' she<br />

<strong>of</strong>ten said to anyone who helped her in any way. But she did not want to be treated well. t I don't want them<br />

to do anything for me,' she wrote to her director. 'If you could only see what they do! How they put a footwarmer<br />

in my bed at night, and all this for one who deserves to be treated like the fowls. Is this right? I am<br />

heaped round with comforts. And in spite <strong>of</strong> all I am not able to say a word <strong>of</strong> thanks. If I could only help them<br />

with my poor prayers! [Lettere ed estasi.]<br />

In the same way she complained to Aunt Cecilia: 'You must not bother about me at all. I am to be considered<br />

no more than the duster in the kitchen; otherwise Jesus will not be pleased. I do not desire any care and<br />

attention from you.' She knew she was poor and wanted to be treated as a poor person. ' You may think,<br />

perhaps,' she wrote to her director, ' that I regret that I have to live on the charity <strong>of</strong> others. No, No! I do not<br />

regret that, for is it not that which makes me like to Jesus? '<br />

It was this understanding <strong>of</strong> her actual position economically which urged her no doubt to treat the domestic<br />

staff with such consideration, even though she received in return from some <strong>of</strong> the servants only rebuffs and<br />

criticism. Knowing that this was done because they were jealous <strong>of</strong> the care Aunt Cecilia bestowed on her,<br />

Gemma used to say on these occasions: 'Have patience, the Lord will repay you for what you do for me.<br />

What I want you to do is to act as if I was not in the house.' On her side Gemma tried to be very attentive to<br />

them in order to take away any cause for jealousy, so that one <strong>of</strong> them was heard to say: 'That poor girl<br />

would like to help us, only she hasn't got the strength.'<br />

A PROOF OF HER GRATITUDE<br />

A duty which she wished to be reserved for herself alone, was the care <strong>of</strong> the sick in the home. For this<br />

provided her with an excellent means <strong>of</strong> showing her gratitude. 'When she was with me,' attests Aunt Cecilia,<br />

'she looked after those who were sick and showed them the greatest care and attention, being always<br />

punctual with the medicine, visiting them regularly, taking note <strong>of</strong> their temperature. We should have<br />

forgotten many things, but she was always so attentive and so exact. She had no favorites. She acted just<br />

the same whether it was my sister-in-law who was <strong>of</strong>ten sick, or Don Laurence, or a servant, or one <strong>of</strong> the<br />

children. She was always prepared, but spoke very little, and all this she did for the love <strong>of</strong> God.'<br />

On one occasion Signora Justina was seriously ill with what was thought to be a cancer in the stomach.<br />

Notwithstanding all the remedies that were tried, she grew worse from day to day, and it was feared that she<br />

was dying. Gemma gave her every care. Justina herself deposed as follows in the Processes:<br />

‘During my long sickness, Gemma <strong>of</strong> her own accord undertook to write down every day an account <strong>of</strong> the<br />

progress <strong>of</strong> the disease and filled several pages <strong>of</strong> a day-book .... I asked Doctor Nerici to read Gemma's<br />

manuscript in order that he might know the history <strong>of</strong> my sickness, and when he had done so he said: "One<br />

would think it had been written by a doctor." ‘<br />

In order to obtain Justina's cure a friend <strong>of</strong> the family had arranged for a triduum in honor <strong>of</strong> the Sacred Heart<br />

in the Church <strong>of</strong> S. Giovanni. All the household took part in it. But Gemma . . . she whose heart was burning<br />

to be near Jesus-remained with the sick woman, and recited with her the prayers that were being said in the<br />

church. According to the testimony <strong>of</strong> Signora Justina, Gemma sometimes spent entire days in the sick-room<br />

without saying a word. And what was she meditating in that long silence? She was praying and making a<br />

heroic resolve-she was thinking <strong>of</strong> <strong>of</strong>fering to Jesus her own life which seemed to her <strong>of</strong> no account, in<br />

exchange for the life <strong>of</strong> her benefactress who was also the mother <strong>of</strong> twelve 'children. She began to think it<br />

was her positive duty. She therefore approached her confessor and her director to obtain their consent. She<br />

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