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loving Mom! If Jesus will persist in hiding Himself I must have my Mother; I want her at least to listen to me.<br />

Even if Jesus does not want me any more and I must live without Him, I cannot do without my Mother. Mom,<br />

my Mother, I love thee so much, but I don't know how to show thee that I love thee.'<br />

‘I want to tell you another thing. The thought <strong>of</strong> my Mother is so deep in my mind that it seems to me that I<br />

can see her weeping as she opens her arms to receive Jesus when He was taken down from the Cross.<br />

Poor Mother! And it seems to me that she looks at me and says: "It is you who have reduced Jesus to this<br />

state!" Jesus has left me because He can no longer put up with my indifference, and now my Mom reproves<br />

me. What is to be done? Mom, Mother <strong>of</strong> mercy, show all thy mercy towards me, and bring me to Jesus.<br />

What other consolation canst You afford me other than this than You obtains mercy for me from Jesus. Do it<br />

for me, Mom, please! Jesus will grant it, if You only ask. From thee I expect everything.'<br />

'Father, isn't Mom wonderfully beautiful! In the past it seemed to me that I saw her <strong>of</strong>ten, only to desire all the<br />

more to see her again. Her beauty is so great that it cannot be. described. .The Eternal Father has crowned<br />

her With the crown <strong>of</strong> holy love. And if you saw how beautiful that crown <strong>of</strong> glory is! The base, being <strong>of</strong> the<br />

brightest gold, seems to shoot forth flames. There are precious gems in it, and these are all the virtues. And<br />

there are many pearls. She was crowned with the crown <strong>of</strong> wisdom, and adorned with every splendor. I<br />

cannot describe it. There was a special sign in her beautiful crown, which meant that she was the<br />

dispensatrix <strong>of</strong> the treasures <strong>of</strong> Paradise. 0 Father, oh my Father! '<br />

‘Mother, do You remember the day You didst ascend to Heaven and didst carry my heart away with thee?<br />

Keep it always up there with thee, for when I am near thee I am in possession <strong>of</strong> all things. Do You think that<br />

a child can get on without its Mother? . . . 0 my Mother, I desire to be always near thee, I don't want you ever<br />

to go away again. Oh, take me with thee to Heaven! I cannot live without thee! Do You see, how You make<br />

me suffer? . . . 0 Mom, if You art a Mother full <strong>of</strong> pity, why do You abandon thy child who loves thee? Without<br />

thee who will listen to my prayers ? Without thee I am poor and helpless. 0 my Mother, why do You leave<br />

me? . . . 0 Queen <strong>of</strong> Heaven, who didst take from creatures the noblest part <strong>of</strong> their love, You have also<br />

snatched away my heart, and now that it has become heavenly and has ceased to be earthly because <strong>of</strong> thy<br />

embraces, You will not give it back to me; You art jealous <strong>of</strong> my love. Oh Mom, do not leave me; I cannot do<br />

without thee! '<br />

‘I am thine, Mother Mary, I am thine! You had pity on my great sins. I am thy child; Jesus says so. Therefore,<br />

do I not also belong to Thee, Jesus? Think <strong>of</strong> me, Jesus! Do You not want me any more, 0 Jesus? Do not<br />

abandon me ; help me in the hour <strong>of</strong> trial. 0 my Mother, what a favour I have received, for Jesus has given<br />

me to thee. Mom, come as Jesus used to come, nearly every day. Oh, I know how a mother acts towards her<br />

children, so treat me just like that. But who am I that I should deserve such favors?....Yet You art my only<br />

hope; if You will not listen to me, must I give up hope? Listen, Jesus has given thee my soul, and I have<br />

<strong>of</strong>fered thee my heart! '<br />

‘0 my Mother, how my heart is filled with pity every time I see thee at the foot <strong>of</strong> the Cross! But do You know<br />

what my greatest sorrow is? It is because I cannot <strong>of</strong>fer thee any comfort, and because I have been the<br />

cause <strong>of</strong> thy sorrow. If my little sufferings are <strong>of</strong> any consolation to thee, accept them, 0 my Mother, and tell<br />

Jesus to hide them in His Heart. Oh yes, Jesus will accept them, and will not despise them .... '<br />

The following account <strong>of</strong> two visions <strong>of</strong> the Blessed Virgin was sent by Gemma to her spiritual director:<br />

‘I was lying down on my bed but was not yet asleep, when I seemed to see a beautiful lady coming towards<br />

me. . . . I called out to Aunt, but I do not know whether she came or not, for I was immediately rapt out <strong>of</strong> my<br />

senses and was no longer in the world….My heavenly Mother was looking at me and smiling.... She loves<br />

me very much, and told me that she had come to take my little bouquet (<strong>of</strong> virtues). Do you understand? But<br />

she found me so poor, so poor that she encouraged me to practise virtue, particularly humility and<br />

obedience. Then she spoke a few words I do not know the meaning <strong>of</strong>. "My child, you must become refined,<br />

perfect in spirit, and quickly." What happened to me, I don't know, but that word " quickly " caused such a<br />

violent movement in my heart, that my Mother placed her beautiful hand upon it. I could not speak, but<br />

interiorly I asked her for an answer; I opened my eyes and questioned her with them. "Tell the Father, that if<br />

he does not provide for you, I shall soon take you to Heaven . . . quicker than he thinks, we shall be<br />

together." She left me with my soul in an ocean <strong>of</strong> joy. 0 Father, you know how the world appears after such<br />

experiences! I do not know whether you have experienced it. I besought her for a little health, and to allow<br />

me to live a little longer. She consented, saying: "Tell the Father that I grant you what you ask, but that if he<br />

does not provide for you, I shall retract my promise, and take you away with me." ,<br />

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