Monday 6th July. His sleep was gently disturbed by whispers in his right ear, opposite to the pillow, their song to Mary: “Lady”.
The angels are not only sent by God, but also by Mary: the Carthusian thought about it for the first time, given the angelic song.
The Carthusian was trying not to use the bandana, at least in his country, in order not to seem infected or funny, mainly after the Episcopal slander about his nervous breakdown.
The Catholic Church lacks of the official ministry of physical healing: it is much serious.
Idem, and more seriously, for the prophetic ministry. Yet the theological ministry is overabundant, favoured by the evergreen Hellenization of the church.
Christology is the result of a sublime speculation. We post-modern are generally anti-speculative, even if we are brilliant on the scientific-technical field. But genius does not mean sublime. Hence the crisis of Christology and, with it, the crisis of humanism. Hence a flat and boring world. Anthropologically much cold, despite the earth overheating.
The human terrestrial world is a blend of Reason and Intuition. The paradisiac human world is only Intuition and Joy.
The infernal human world is pure Reason and Hate.
The Purgatory is the world where the human and spiritual maturation occurs. From its crucible you come out perfectly mature for the Vision of God and the things in God and through God.
How long does the Purgatory last? As a matter of fact it may last even a while. But the eschatological while is not the terrestrial while.
“Today you will be in Heaven with me”, Jesus says to the executed one. Who can scour how long the today of God really lasts?
Santo Curato d’Ars: “…My God give me the Grace of dying loving You and knowing that I love You”.
The last yes of Mary was on her deathbed and it was joyful. How many graces are waiting for the Lovers who ask Love its most sublime favours through the joyful and ecstatic yes of Mary, not only through the anguish of the yes of Nazareth and the Golgotha.
The genuine ecstasy anticipates the eschatological Ecstasy. The believers-Lovers are wonderfully on its edge, even when they are drowning in the Gethsemane.
Gethsemane, garden of an agonic Love. I know you directly face the garden of the Sepulchre and the Resurrection.
She to him: I am sad because it is raining.
He: it is raining because you are sad.
By then the Angles whispered in his ears while he was half asleep uncatchable words. The poor sleep of the Carthusian was respected. Yes, uncatchable words, but words that certified their lovely sleepless presence.
This alive communion with the Trinitarian and angelic world, the experience of the satanic and demonic world, are the result of a brave sexual purity. How many occasions and proposals that haven’t come up. How many seductive suggestions heroically passed through. How many male and female sirens, ready to be disposable, rejected. Suppressing in Love and Faith the trepidation of the whole being.
His father, after his wife’s death, married his sister-in-law. He did it only for his children’s love. So in love he was of the prophet’s mother.
M.Q. a day told him: “I have heard you parents together, happy”.
The stigmatized one went out in the sun, hidden by the tall wheat. In the presence of the Three Divine One. With a Sony.
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