Saint Gertrude
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aint Gertrude, a remarkable mystic, sweet light from Your Divine eyes.
considered herself unworthy of many Passing through my eyes and penetrating
heavenly favors, one day exclaimed: “‘Oh, the innermost part of my being, your
my God, the greatest of Your miracles is light created in all my members an
that the earth sustains a sinner like I am!’ extremely wonderful effect, at first,
But Jesus answered her: ‘It is very just almost emptying the marrow of my
that the earth supports you, since even bones and then annihilating my body.
Heaven, in its magnificence, awaits with I felt all my being transformed into
joyful excitement the blissful hour, when a divine splendor, which offered to my
it shall have the honor to have you!’”. soul incomparable sweetness and serene
The Saint recounted: “On the Second joy. All the eloquence of the world would
Sunday of Lent my soul was overpow- not be sufficient to express this sublime
ered by a marvelous flash of Divine light. way to contemplate You, that I would have
I saw, O Jesus, Your Holy Face close to never believed it could exist, not even
mine. In this beautiful vision Your eyes, in the heavenly glory, if Your kindness,
bright like the Sun, were fixed directly O my God, had not inspired me to
on mine. I felt my soul and all my strengths acknowledge it as my most sweet experi-
penetrated by such sweetness that can be ence. The joy of such a vision is so great,
known to You alone. I desire to express that special assistance is necessary to of these wonders of Love!” Therefore
what my smallness had tasted in that sustain the earthly creature, since it the Lord diminished the splendor of that
delightful vision, so that, if some of the would be impossible for someone to enjoy light and made Himself seen surrounded
readers would receive similar graces, such a favor, even for just an instant, by a great multitude of Angels, who let
they would be moved with sentiments of and still remain alive. Had I to live one the immense joy shine through. There
gratitude and I myself, recalling the thousand years, just with the memory of appeared also the choir of the Apostles,
hours of Paradise, would dissipate the what You made me experience, O God; then the one of the Martyrs and the
fog of my negligence and bear witness to I would taste indescribable joys.” Confessors, and finally the choir of the
my everlasting gratitude to that Divine Another day Saint Gertrude, enrap- Virgins. While Saint Gertrude enjoyed
Sun, Mirror of Justice, that on me threw tured in ecstasy, saw Jesus surrounded that vision, she was able to contemplate a
darts of Your brilliant rays! Because You by light. She threw herself onto His chest special light, which shined between
did place near me Your Most Sacred but was about to die under the Divine Jesus and the choir of the Virgins; this
Face, which propagates the abundance of action. She immediately exclaimed: “O light seemed to unite the privileged
beatitude, and radiates an incomparable God, my weakness cannot bear the sight creatures to their Bridegroom.
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