The Holy Mother said: “My child, in the name of Jesus may all thy sins be forgiven thee.” Then she added: “My Son Jesus loves thee beyond measure, and wishes to give thee a GRACE; wilt you know how to render thyself worthy of it?” My misery did not know what to answer. Then she added: “I will be a mother to thee; wilt you be a true child?” She then opened her mantle and covered me with it. At that moment Jesus appeared with all His Wounds open; but from those Wounds there no longer came forth blood, but flames of fire. In an instant those flames came to touch my hands, my feet and my heart. I felt as if I were dying, and should have fallen to the ground had not my Mother held me up, while all the time I remained beneath her mantle. I had to remain several hours in that position. Finally she kissed my forehead, all vanished, and I found myself kneeling; but I still felt great pain in my hands, feet and heart.

Among these Divine favors was the very special one of manifesting in her virginal flesh the living image of Christ and mysteriously sharing in the various sufferings of His passion.

Oh Jesus, how are You doing in the narrow cell of my heart? Are You alright? Expand my chest, because it is no longer enough to contain You… Jesus, allow me to pour out my affections with You…

Fire! Fire in my heart! This morning it is burning… Dear Jesus, I love you so much! I shall endeavor always to love You; I shall live to love You; I shall die to love You!… Give me wings oh Jesus, so I can fly to Your throne!"