Posted in Holy Mary, Jesus, new by martalorenza on January 1, 2013


Today, New Year’s Day, the Day of Peace, last Medjugorje Christmas message has come to my mind. Our Lady appeared with Blessing Little Jesus in her arms, who said: «I am your Peace».

Our Lady with the Child, Leuca, photo by Silvana.

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Merry Christmas

Posted in Christmas, Giussani, Jesus by martalorenza on December 25, 2012


«What is important is Jesus.

And Jesus is neither the Creator nor a creature: He is both!

He is also a creature and nevertheless He remains the essence of all thing, because He is God, He is the essence of trees, flowers, the Heavens, mountains, lakes.»

Luigi Giussani

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The mantle of Holy Mary

Posted in Holy Mary, Jesus, new by martalorenza on December 8, 2012

To celebrate Immaculate Virgin Mary here is a tale Father Pio used to tell.

unoOne day Jesus realized that someone in Heaven didn’t have what it takes. He headed for St. Peter to warn him, but Peter replied he used to be very careful about it and so, what He said sounded impossible to him. «Alright, but be more careful, anyway», Jesus told him.

duePeter paid more attention, but he thought that everything was working well.

Poco dopo Gesù tornò a lamentarsi: «Pietro, ho visto ancora gente un po’ strana... questo non mi piace, non riesci a fare più attenzione?»

After a while, Jesus went back to complain again: «Peter, I’ve seen further odd people around… How can they pass under your nose?»

Il povero san Pietro introdusse controlli più severi e venne così a scoprire che l’unica persona che entrava ed usciva liberamente era la Madonna. Si guardò bene dal fare domande alla Madre del Signore, ma, tenendola d’occhio, notò che all’uscita il suo bel manto scendeva lineare fino ai piedi…

Poor St. Peter introduced stricter control and so, he discovered that the only person who used to get in and out freely was Holy Mary. He wouldn’t dream of asking questions to our Lord’s Mother, but keeping an eye on her, he noticed that when she left Heaven, her beautiful mantle hung down straight till Her feet…

… mentre al rientro si gonfiava come una vela al vento. Decise comunque di non dir nulla e continuò a controllare gli Angeli custodi e i Santi Patroni.

…while when She got in, it looked swollen, like a sail in the wind. He decided not to say anything, and kept controlling the Archangels and the Patron Saints. But when Jesus had told him off the third time: «Peter, you risk being taken away Heaven keys», Peter decided to show Him his doubts: «Master, I’ve come up with an idea about who lets those people in, but I’m afraid we won’t be able to do anything: either I or Yourself». «Really? – answered Jesus. How is it possible?» «First of all – explained St. Peter – I’ve discovered that your mother has a spare set of my keys, so that she goes out and in whenever she likes it.» «And I have also noticed that when she gets in, her mantle looks swollen: in my opinion, it is at that moment that she lets in whoever she wants, hiding them». As St. Peter had thought, smiling Jesus could only say: «Peter, if it is so, let’s let things be the way they are».


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welcome little white shepherd

Posted in Giussani, Jesus, Karol Wojtyla, Milan by martalorenza on May 29, 2012

May the Good Shepherd comfort you the way you were able to console your flock.

It was not easy for me who had lost, just before John Paul II, father Gius, the friend of my life. And you conquered me with a few words, the answer to Peter Seewald’s question: «How many ways exist to reach God? », «As many as men are».*

It is a word which opens the door to a reality which is good and made for me; and it reveals a lot of the one who says it: rather than the expression of an administrator, it is the expression of the friend of the bridegroom, the witness amazed by the Bridegroom’s magnanimity

May Jesus stop our earth, bless the dead and comfort their families.

*J.Ratzinger, Il sale della terra Un colloquio con Peter Seewald, San Paolo, 2005.

Feast of the Holy Face

Posted in Jesus, Manoppello by martalorenza on February 21, 2012

«The first book will be Clio, while the second Véronique.

It is wonderful, my dear friend: Clio (that is to say history) spends her time in search of imprints, vain imprints, and an insignificant Jew, a little girl, little Veronica takes out her handkerchief and on Jesus’ face she takes an eternal imprint. This is what routs everything.

She turned up at the right moment. Clio is always late».

Péguy to his friend Joseph Lotte, September 28th, 1912.

«I have given my heart as the sensible object of my great love to men and I give My Face as the sensible object of my sorrow for all the sins of men. I wish it was venerated by a special feast on Tuesday, the day before Ash Wednesday.»

Blessed Pierina De Micheli

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