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‘THE TALLE<strong>ST</strong> AND MO<strong>ST</strong> MAJE<strong>ST</strong>IC TREE IS HOLY HUMILITY'<br />
Humility is the foundation <strong>of</strong> all sanctity. To attempt to build the edifice <strong>of</strong> Christian perfection without first<br />
providing this foundation, is absurd. Gemma's humility went hand in hand with her simplicity. In order to give<br />
at least a general idea <strong>of</strong> how she practiced this virtue, we cannot do less than quote a deposition made by<br />
Mother Gemma Giannini:<br />
‘I can say that humility was the virtue most esteemed by the Servant <strong>of</strong> God, because endowed as she was<br />
with so many gifts, enlightened by so many supernatural manifestations, admired and loved by all, only a<br />
touch <strong>of</strong> pride was. necessary to destroy the whole spiritual edifice. Nevertheless as if she knew nothing <strong>of</strong><br />
that, she remained always at her post, .the. most humble post, calm and at peace, and indifferent to all<br />
things. She did not perceive whether people liked her or not whether they paid. attention to her or neglected<br />
her. She was alike indifferent to praise and blame. She knew the truth and held to it being always happiest<br />
when ignored. She learned to know the Importance <strong>of</strong> this virtue and to love it from a vision she had and<br />
which she described to me. Jesus showed her a vast plain studded with trees. In the centre there was a<br />
square from which a majestic tree rose above all the others. He said to her: "Those trees are the virtues, but<br />
the tallest and the most majestic tree is holy humility."<br />
It was her humility which made her say on one occasion to Aunt Cecilia: "Signora whatever you do for me, do<br />
it as if I was a poor person from the streets; otherwise you will gain no reward." Her progress in this virtue<br />
was marvelous. The greater and dearer she became in God's eyes, the humbler she became endeavoring to<br />
lower herself before all' and seeking to hide and continually humble herself. I who have with her in the<br />
intimate family circle, know that she had a poor opinion <strong>of</strong> herself, that she always sought the humblest<br />
duties. I remember that in the last days <strong>of</strong> her sickness, the Sisters <strong>of</strong> St. Camillus who were assisting her,<br />
wanted to know what was her favorite ejaculatory prayer, and she answered humbly: "My Jesus, mercy." This<br />
virtue was manifested by her looks and her modest and recollected demeanor, by her lowered voice, by her<br />
every act and word. She was indeed a model, an example and a school <strong>of</strong> humility for the whole household.'<br />
After this magnificent testimony, the reader will not be astonished when we say that Blessed Gemma was<br />
truly athirst for humiliations. 'If through the mercy <strong>of</strong> God,' she wrote to Father Germanus, ' I have<br />
experienced happy moments, they were when I saw myself despised and humiliated.' And she prayed: 'May<br />
Jesus be glorified in the little humiliations He sends me! '<br />
A prelate once visited Gemma, having heard her described as a soul possessing rare virtue. Guessing why<br />
he had come, she began to fondle a cat, and knowing that he thereupon despised her, she rejoiced that her<br />
stratagem had succeeded. The Prioress <strong>of</strong> the' Mantellate' Nuns, Sister M. Agnes, coming upon her one day<br />
in the sacristy, pretended to take her for a sinner. 'What a smell <strong>of</strong> sins! ' she said. 'I should not like to think,<br />
Gemma, that they were yours.' Gemma, believing her, became agitated and began to cry. 'Even Monsignor<br />
weeps when he has heard my confession,' she said, ' because he gets the smell <strong>of</strong> my sins.' At least that<br />
was what Gemma believed. Whilst she was still with the 'Mantellate' Nuns, she was asked by Aunt Cecilia,<br />
who had heard she could compose verses, to write a poem for one <strong>of</strong> those religious, who was to be<br />
received or pr<strong>of</strong>essed. At first she promised to do it, but afterwards she said that such things were worldly,<br />
and the poem was not written. On another occasion, when she was asked by Aunt Cecilia to have some<br />
food, she answered: 'It is not food or drink that I want from you, but that you keep me hidden.'<br />
Father Germanus would have liked her to sign her letters with ' Gemma <strong>of</strong> Jesus,' and explained to her that<br />
by such a signature she would mean: , Gemma who desires to belong entirely to Jesus.'<br />
But it seemed to Gemma audacious to unite her name-the name <strong>of</strong> a sinner-with the most holy Name. She<br />
tried again and again to do so, but did not succeed. She could not induce herself to sign her letters that way,<br />
and she remained' Poor Gemma.' If her prayers were solicited, she did not refuse, but answered timidly as if<br />
seeking to hide herself: , Yes, I shall pray,' but not another word, because, she said, sometimes pride can<br />
lurk in the use <strong>of</strong> such phrases as ' unworthy,' etc.<br />
To increase this virtue in His servant, God gave her heavenly instructions. Thus once He allowed her to see<br />
the beauty <strong>of</strong> a soul in the state <strong>of</strong> grace, and the ugliness <strong>of</strong> a soul in sin.. Of this she wrote afterwards thus:<br />
'One was in the grace <strong>of</strong> God. How beautiful it was! If you could only have seen it! It was clothed in light, like<br />
a sun, and then…but I cannot describe it. But the other was in the power <strong>of</strong> the Devil. How terrible! I shall not<br />
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