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Last September Maria Rita Scrimieri spoke at Our Lady of Fatima Conference, California, USA, on Bld Alexandrina. See here.

In Wisconsin, there is an Alexandrina Center. This Alexandrina is indeed Bld Alexandrina Maria da Costa.

Jesus is my love

Let me, Jesus, let me shout out always,

with all my soul, with all my heart:

Jesus is my love,

the only one to whom I want to belong

and for whom I want to live!

Only He has enchantments for me,

only to Him is all my being yielded!

May everything in me die

So that in me only Jesus lives!

Bld Alexandrina

To the ends of the earth

A prophecy of 1937

In a letter that she wrote to Fr Marian Pinho on 22^nd November 1937, Alexandrina revealed that two days before Jesus had spoken her in these terms:

- My daughter, my jewel, golden jewel box, very rich jewel box of the Holy Trinity… very rich, because you have in you these divine Personages… if you knew how you are loved by Them!

My daughter, I only speak to you of greatness and the love that I have for you, because it is good for souls. Because I desire that, just after your death, your life be known, that it spreads to the farthest ends of the world, where the voice of the Pope consecrating the world to My beloved Mother will also have arrived.

Twenty years later (23^rd January 1957), but only two years after Alexandrina’s death, the same Fr Marian Pinho commented on the realization of that prophecy to Fr Umberto (surely quoting what he had learned by heart):

What Our Lord promised her in 1937 is being fulfilled:

“Soon after your death I want that you be known; I will ensure that it will be so”.

Thirty years later, in 1968, Fr Umberto, made a comment along the same lines in an interview:

Many times the Lord had said to Alexandrina:

“After your death, I will ensure that your name and your life, full of love and heroism, will spread to the far ends of the earth”.

And Alexandrina’s second director continues:

Indeed, only with the removal from Portugal of the two directors could this be realized literally. Rev. Fr Marian Pinho, without having to face the obstacles that he would find in his homeland, succeeded in publishing two books concerning Alexandrina, one of which was soon translated into French and German.

I, through the “Salesian Bulletin”, written in Italian language, with a print run of more than 300,000 copies that are sent to every corner of the land, could spread the news of Alexandrina’s death as soon as I received it and also some brief words concerning her edifying life. In the following year, I published, in Italian, a biography that was later translated into Portuguese. And the Salesian bulletins of several nations had spread the fame of the Servant of God through the world.

A religious sister of the Congregation of the Children of Mary Auxiliaries, who lived behind the Iron Curtain - where the Catholic press is forbidden - had patiently translated and typed the biography and made sure it circulated in some of the regions subjected to the communist regime.

Months ago there arrived in my hands, from Thailand, a version of the biography in the language of that country, written by a Salesian (Fr Rebesco). And I know that in Japan an identical work is being produced. How great the Lord is! There are no human forces capable of impeding His divine designs.

Now, in our own day, when almost 70 years have passed since this prophecy, Fr Pasquale Liberatore, who was the Salesian postulator, could declare in an interview:

Whoever learns about Alexandrina is fascinated by her. I receive letters from all over the world with requests for images and relics.

“Light and lighthouse of the world"

A few months before her death, Alexandrina’s agony was aggravated to an extent that she was no longer able to dictate the story of her mystical experiences. But it is in the last of her diaries (2^nd September 1955) that she recollects, as if it were a key of gold, some gorgeous words of the One for whom she had lived:

My abysses are so black and deep that only God could penetrate them.  

And that was what Jesus did.  

He went down into my depths,

with the tender rays of His light He brought my poor being up to the surface and illuminated it: 

- Come here, my daughter, light and lighthouse of the world!  

You, who are in darkness without equal, are the light that shines, the lighthouse that illuminates everything.  

The darkness is for you, the light is for souls. 

Come here, light of which I am the light, lighthouse of which I am the lighthouse! 

Can I not make you shine with My brightness?  

Can I not make you to be a lighthouse, just as I am The Lighthouse?

But the universal dimension that Jesus attributes to Alexandrina’s life of suffering had been made known to her long before and this knowledge was often, and in many ways, confirmed. Look at an example:

My daughter, school of all humanity! …

How much humanity must learn in this school:

School of Christ’s life, school of the science of the Highest one!

It is here that the insignificant and the great, the ignorant and the scholars, all learn.

It is in this school that one learns how to suffer and how to love. (15/4/49)

When, in December 1944, the world was being destroyed in a war that seemed to have no end, it was handed over, on the feast of the Immaculate Conception, to Alexandrina’s care. Moreover, she was declared its queen, the “queen of the world”:

You are the second ark of Noah.

In you I keep sinners;

in you, as in the ark, I guard everything for life in the new world.

Your pain, your immolation and humiliation of life, is more for souls that for bodies.

Courage, dear daughter! Do not fear.

The rain that falls on the new ark is not to destroy but to save: it is rain of humiliations, disdain and sacrifices.

The ark is not in danger: it sails on the crests. Once the waters of the persecution abate, the world will see the wealth that waters contained, that they were waters of salvation.

Dear daughter, my beloved, I am not alone, my Blessed Mother is with Me; listen to what She says to you.

Jesus was to the left; my Heavenly Mother who was at my right, took me onto her lap, enfolded me tightly against her most sacred Heart, covered me with caresses and said me:

- My daughter, I come with my divine Son to deliver humanity to you so that you can enclose it in your heart.

The keys remain in the custody of your Jesus and your beloved Heavenly Mother.

I have given you to my most holy mantle, and my queen’s crown: you have been crowned by Me.

You are the queen of sinners, you are the queen of the world, chosen by Jesus and Mary. (8-12-1944)

Texts like this are not exceptions; even the delivery of the world to Alexandrina’s care was to be confirmed.

The Consecration to the Immaculate Heart of Mary, which was asked of her, was not that of Portugal or of Russia alone, it was that of the world. 

The DVD on Bl Alexandrina

The DVD on Bl Alexandrina has been shown today on EWTN (we couldn't watch). This happened on a very special day for her, the day of the Immaculate Conception.

It was excellent!

I watched the Blessed Alexandrina da Costa program on EWTN this afternoon and it was excellent! My congratulations to Kevin Rowles and all those who put it together – it is very inspiring and is very well done.  

Those who missed it here in the USA might want to set their DVR/recorders for Sat. Dec. 8 at 5 AM Eastern Time which will be the next showing on EWTN for those here in the USA.

G. Dallaire

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Selected websites in English on Bld Alexandrina

Find here the main websites in English on Bld Alexandrina.

The Bl. Alexandrina DVD on EWTN

I'm told...

"Apparently, the Bl. Alexandrina DVD is being broadcast on EWTN on Sunday 2 Dec, 3:00, 20:00; Thursday 6 Dec, 9:30; Saturday 8 Dec, 11:30 (1 hr).  These are UK times – in USA / other countries it will be different – please check on EWTN website.

ETWN live TV (UK) can be seen online as well: - http://www.ewtn.co.uk/content/live-tv"

See EWTN website.

Here is the information for the EWTN showing in the USA  -  -

EWTN PRESENTS

BLESSED ALEXANDRINA MARIA DA COSTA

The story of Blessed Alexandrina, who became parylyzed 
after escaping her attackers but with a strong faith in Christ, 
she is given a unique vocation known as a 'Victim Soul.'

Show Day

Show Date

Start Time

Duration

Sunday

12/02/2012

01:30 PM

01:00

A portrait of Blessed Alexandrina

Who still remembers the Icon of Blessed Alexandrina? It is kept in Balasar, in tomb-chapel where the remains of Fr Mariano Pinho are.

Few people will remember is that Fr Pier Luigi Cameroni published a book about it, with text in Italian and Portuguese and titled Alexandrina Icona della Pasqua del Signore.

An image of the Portuguese copy of the icon (the original version is Italian) is also in the book of iconograph, Domenica Ghidotti, Nuove Icone per Pregare.

Official website of Blessed Alexandrina

You can already read some information in English and Italian on the new official website of Blessed Alexandrina.

The Community of Two Hearts at Balasar

Yesterday came to Balasar a pilgrimage of the Community of Two Hearts. There we could to know Fr. Bing Arellano and offer him a copy of the book Quei Due Cuori.

He is the Spiritual Director for the Alliance of the Two Hearts and also the Spiritual Director of the Alliance of the Holy Family. He has authored more than 200 titles and countless magazine, CD and DVD articles on Marian spirituality. Father Bing appears on the EWTN (Eternal Word Television Network) TV program “One in Their Hearts” and on radio, Rome, Italy. See here a letter written and signed by Father Bing which explains in detail the history and theology of the Two Hearts.

Let the love of our hearts be spread all over the world

My daughter, like St. Margaret Mary, I would like to wake the world to this so extinguished love in the men’s hearts.

Wake it more and more.

I would like to offer My love to men.

I would like to be loved by them.

They do not accept Me and they do not love Me.

Through you, I want this love to be spread all over the mankind, as through you, the world was consecrated to My Blessed Mother.

May, beloved wife, the love of our hearts be spread all over the world.

Jesus’s words to Alexandrina

Some links:

http://www.ath-stl.org/fr-bing---ewtn--videos.html

http://www.ath-stl.org/alliance-of-the-holy-family-links.html

http://allianceofthetwoheartsireland.wordpress.com/2012/03/13/hello-world/#more-1

http://www.youtube.com/user/ATHFormation

A report of Oporto and Minho at the time Blessed Alexandrina was a child

The report speaks mainly of Oporto, but it is always Portugal of the time when our Beata was a child. Balasar then was officially Minho. Click here.

Yours is a wonderful and prodigious life, O dear daughter!

The dome of the sky fell on me all cotton padded, and from it came the angels with instruments. I heard their wonderful songs. I did not understand them well, but I know that they were in honor of the Blessed Sacrament. I heard the words of Corpus Domini Jesu Christi, and felt that Jesus gave Himself to me and held me closer and closer to Him. The angels continued to sing; from among them came a powerful path directly to me, from it fell flames of fire and lots and lots of things, all were for me. Then Jesus began to say to me:

- This conduit, my daughter, is the Heart of your and my Blessed Mother: from it you receive our love in the greatest abundance; from it you receive our graces, virtues and gifts, divine riches and all that belongs to heaven. From it you receive life to live, life to give to souls. This is the dew, the blood that falls on mankind. It is a mixture that I make of my wealth, of my graces, with your pain. You are the new redeemer. I pass all for you through the channel of my Blessed Mother. It is through you, with Her, that the world is saved.

Do not grieve, my daughter, for not receiving Me in the Eucharist. The more you are humiliated and the more my divine cause is fought, the greater are the wonders I work in you. My divine science always has graces to give you and you, my beautiful dove, you always have sufferings to offer. Since your pain and your martyrdom are unique, so is my love unique, and my wonders in you. Lights are confusing to those who cannot see them clearly. Yours is a wonderful and prodigious life, O dear daughter! You are the dew which fertilizes and gives life. You belong to Jesus, You belong to souls. You're the little ball of Jesus, you are the ball of my entertainments, of my charms, just as you are the little ball of appealing charm for sinners. You belong to Jesus and you belong to them. You're a victim whose love enchants heaven, you are victim who gives life moment by moment for humanity. Receive all this divine life, give it to the hungry world, give it to the world in danger. I deliver it to you, unto you I entrust it. I, Jesus, have all confidence in you. I trust as much as you love me, as you love souls. You are rich with me, with me you save them, with me and my Blessed Mother. Go, my gardener, go to my plantation. Go to give, go to distribute.

Sentiments of the Soul, February 2, Friday, 1945

Corpus Domini Jesu Christi and not Corpus Domini nostri Jesu Christi (as priests said) because was Jesus Himself who gave his Body.
Corpus Domini nostri Jesu Christi: Body of our Lord Jesus Christ.

A page to be read

See here.

Live from Balasar

Follow here the events of Bld Alexandrina's Feast Day.

Blessed Alexandrina's Feast Day - October 13th

Tomorrow, October 13th, as well as being the anniversary of Our Lady's Apparition and the Solar Miracle at Fatima, is also the feast day of mystic and victim soul Blessed Alexandrina Maria da Costa. 

Please pray for her Canonization.

Blessed Alexandrina Maria da Costa official novena prayer

O Jesus, who art pleased with simple and humble persons, who are so often ignored, forgotten and despised by men, raise to the glory of Thy altars Thy humble Servant Alexandrina, who always desired to live hidden from the world and aloof from its vanities and praises.

Thou well knowest, Lord Jesus, how in our times there is need of lessons in holiness, which is the true fulfillment of every human and Christian vocation and, consequently, the elevation of a creature to the supreme height of moral beauty.

Invest then, O Jesus, Thy Servant with the immortal halo of glory and hear our prayers, which we through her intercession offer to Thee; especially grant us the favour which we ask (...here mention your petition) if it be for the honour of Thy Blessed Name, the glory of the Immaculate Heart of Mary and the salvation of sinners, on whose behalf the pious Alexandrina so wholly and generously offered herself a victim. Amen.

Nihil Obstat

Braga, 14th April 2005

P. Manuel Moreira da Costa Santos

Imprimi potest

Braga, 14th April 2005

D. Jorge da Costa Ortiga + Archbishop of Braga

Blessed Alexandrina, intercede for us!

Website: www.blessed-alexandrina.com

Booklet: www.newhope-ky.org/inspiringlives.html

DVD: www.marysdowryproductions.org/Blessed_Alexandrina_DVD.html

Alexandrina Society (Ireland): www.balasar.net

THE MARTYRDOM OF THE LAST TEN YEARS (3)

The last phase   

We have exhausted the direct sources, the Letters to Fr Pinho and the Diary; let’s use the other sources: C G (Cristo Gesù in Alexandrina), NoC (No Calvário de Balasar) .

About the sufferings, we have two letters of Dr. Azevedo to Fr Pinho. One is of 10^th January 1955: 

Alexandrina is prostrated as never before. She is reaching the top of her Calvary… It seems that everything has evolved towards this climax. (NoC, p. 299 port.)  

The other is of 17^th October 1955, four days after her death. 

In the last months her pains were horrible.  

Lately she been suffering immensely, and it seems to me that her illness, her pains, were of supernatural origin, that origin referred by Henri Bon, when speaks of the supernatural diseases. (NoC, pp. 298-299, port.) 

And a letter, to Fr Umberto, from Doctor Irene de Azevedo, daughter of Dr. Azevedo (a dear friend who, in place of Deolinda, had often written down what Alexandrina dictated for her diaries); here are some lines: 

We had the sensation that in that room of pain something tremendously great and mysterious was happening: that the last moments had arrived for a victim who had been asked for a great reparation. 

Standing next to her, I tried to give to her a little consolation by wetting her dry lips. I did not dare to speak to her, for fear of increasing her suffering (...)

She insistently asked that God take her quickly to Heaven: it was the only prayer worthy of her. (...) What an expression she had! Holy resignation to the will of God, but suffering to the point of terror, such suffering that a soul can only undergo with the grace and a great help of the Lord. 

Since then I have an idea of what the Passion and Death of the Lord would have been. (...) Contemplating her most painful face, I seemed to hear the phrase of Jesus: “Father, why have you abandoned me?”  Everything was consummated. (C G, p. 694) 

In September, the martyr Alexandrina had the generosity of allowing Deolinda to participate in a three-day spiritual retreat in Fatima. It was a heroic effort, because only Deolinda knew the best way to attend to her during these latter times of atrocious pain. 

Alexandrina, who felt that she was already near the end, wanted to give Deolinda, with the retreat’s infusion of spirituality, the strength to support the great blow of her death. (C G p. 691)   

In the beginning of “her” month, she hears the announcement of her departure. 

Today, 2^nd October, the day of the Holy Angels, I felt that someone had touched in my shoulder and I heard Angels singing. I asked:  

Who will sing with the Angels?   Our Lord answered:  

You, you, you, soon, soon, soon. (NoC, p. 299, port.) 

In 1965 Deolinda told to Fr Umberto as follows: 

It happened, if I am not mistaken, on 7^th October 1955. I had work in the house, watching the stonemasons. My sister called me saying:  

- Deolinda, you have run away from me!  I answered her: - I went, but I’m coming back straightaway!

I sat down next to her, because it was already difficult to hear what she was saying, and she gave me the money destined for the missions and the purse of the money for the house.  This was usual; I was always impressed with the way Alexandrina always managed our meagre finances, as well as money for charities. (C G, p. 691, note 17) 

The 12th   

At 2am Alexandrina said to Deolinda who was looking after her: 

I am going to tell to you something that I haven’t told you yet in order not to upset you. And this is it: on 1^st February, early in the morning, I heard a voice say: 

Make an act of resignation at the coming of your beloved Father (Fr. Pinho). (…)

I did not dictate this at the time so that you wouldn’t know. (C G, p. 691) 

Later she added: 

As soon as it is day, I want you to make three phone calls. 

1. To the girl Irene Gomes, asking her to come home with our mother and to bring all her clothes because she will be staying as I am going to die (the mother was at the seaside taking a cure). 

2. To Fr Alberto Gomes (her confessor), as a debt of gratitude on my part and, if he agrees, to repeat publicly the act of resignation at the arrival of Fr Pinho.

Meanwhile you will tell uncle Joaquin so that he goes to call Dr. Azevedo. 

3. To Mrs. Ana Pimenta (a friend and benefactor, who had expressed a wish to be present at Alexandrina’s death).   

During the morning she said several times: 

I desire Heaven. I do not have the slightest regret at leaving this earth. 

All the darkness of the soul has finished (...) 

It is sun. It is life. It is everything. It is God!

 Deolinda at one point asked her: Do you want anything? 

Heaven, because I can no longer stay on earth. 

I want to receive the Sacrament of the Sick, while I am still lucid.

In an illumination on the future, she exclaims:

One day, it will be very beautiful here! O Jesus, your will be done, not mine!

Around 3pm the same day, in the presence of her confessor, Dr. Azevedo, relatives and some close friends, she made an act of acceptance of death.

Let’s look at the report made by the priest who attended her at the moment of death, Msgr. Mendes do Carmo. 

When all was prepared in that Calvary-Room, she made her spontaneous Act of Resignation in front of all. 

– O Jesus Love, O divine Spouse of my soul, I, who in life always sought to give You the greatest glory, I want, at the hour of my death, to make You an act of resignation upon the arrival of my dear Spiritual Father; and thus, my beloved Jesus, if with this Act I give greater glory to the most Holy Trinity, I submit myself joyfully to your eternal designs… only to beg from Your mercy Your Kingdom of love, the conversion of the sinners, the salvation of the dying and the release of souls from purgatory.  My God, as I always consecrated my life to You, I offer to You now its end, accepting with resignation the death, along with its circumstances, that gives You greater glory.   

Later, in a clear voice, she asked for pardon, she thanked and forgave all…

Still later she received, in an angelic way, the Sacrament that purifies all vestiges of imperfections and guilt. 

The room was full of sobbing and Alexandrina, dying, said: 

- Do not cry, because I am going to Heaven. 

And she repeated:  

Do not cry, because I am going to Heaven! (C G, p. 824)  

Here are some phrases that she said at intervals: 

- O Jesus, I cannot stay longer on Earth. 

O Jesus, life costs; Heaven costs! 

I suffered everything in this life for souls.

I squeezed myself in this bed until I had given my blood for souls. 

I forgive all… The torments were for my good. 

O Jesus, forgive the whole world! … 

I thank those who did good to me; I will pray for them in Heaven. 

I am so glad to be going to Heaven! (Smiling and looking at a point above).

To the doctor who during the afternoon, wished her well before leaving, she said: 

What clarity, what light! It is all light (smiling).  

The darkness has disappeared. (C G, pp. 692-693)  

THE MARTYRDOM OF THE LAST TEN YEARS (2)

Spiritual sufferings   

The spiritual sufferings can be catalogued as two types: fights against Satan, though without more aggressions towards her body after the end of 1937, and temptations against the faith, also provoked by Satan.

SPIRITUAL FIGHTS AGAINST SATAN   

The demon was chained at my side. He wanted to get at me. I saw that he could not reach me, but I felt as if he was tearing my body to pieces by biting. The insults were plentiful. He said to me:  Cursed one, you will sin, I will drive you to desperation. S (20-12-46)

Satan concentrated on making her suffer the fear of being deceived about her mystical life, and of committing the sin of vanity by writing about it. 

The demon tells me that I invent my battles in order to have something to write about! My Jesus, I want to love You, but I do not want to have to write about it! You know well that it is him and not me. S (21-8-45)

- You manage with your falseness to deceive almost all the people: you will condemn yourself! 

And to tell the truth, in those moments, I felt that I was false, deceptive, malicious. S (20-12-46)

But the most insistent note is that of lust.   

For some days I felt that my body was an open house for anyone who wanted to enter it.  

I suffered much with this new suffering! (...) 

The demon, more enraged, came as a thief and I felt as if he took my heart. 

- It is mine - he said to me – let’s go and sin! - And he covered me with insults. - With your heart in my hands I can make you sin when I want. Then, much more alive, I felt this to be this dwelling that I spoke about above. As many as wanted entered into it. I was the house of sin, and the same sin: I accepted everything. My God, what a horror, so many sins, so many crimes!  I fought very much and the demon showed that he was very pleased because he had made me do everything he wanted. But I said often to Jesus that I was His victim and that I did not want to sin. S (23-7-45)   

It was four combats that I had with the demon; they had been combats of hell! 

I had hands for everything, except to bless myself with and to move the cursed one away from me. My body was bathed in sweat, my heart a thundering machine.  Yes, I managed to call for Jesus and our blessed Heavenly Mother. But what I did not manage, or it seemed to me, was to call them in time. 

I liked to be blind and deaf so that I could neither see nor hear the teachings of the cursed one and so that I could not allow myself to be disturbed by what he said against Jesus.  

But, if things were so that I could not fight nor suffer then neither could I be a victim of my Lord. S (7-11-47)

The demon tormented me with his strength and diabolical malice.  In the first three attacks he tormented me in the form of a man, but he introduced in me all human malice. What a horror! 

I sinned in all points and senses. And he, much rested, left to the world his infernal look and left it full of his malice. 

If only I knew how to tell of the poison that he instils in souls!  

What a horror! Oh, how he sins! S (11-10-46)

Sometimes Jesus gives her to understand for what kinds of sin she is making reparation. 

Our Lord made me to understand, through the feelings and visions of the soul, for whom He asked me to make reparation. 

The first two attacks had been for sins committed during worldly balls, sins practised shamelessly! 

The three following had been for priests. O my Jesus, how much we ought to pray for them! They are of the same clay that we are, poor men! They are subjected to great falls. S (9-7-48)

Jesus comforted her, encouraged her to continue, affirming that with such reparation she was saving souls. 

This explains the desperation of the demon, this is the reason why he tries to devour you: he knows well how many souls you have delivered from his clutches. S (14-9-51)   

- The demon has laid all his infernal anger on you. The damage that you have done him is great: you do more harm to his satanic work, with your suffering, than all the good done by humanity in general. 

He is raging, raging. He uses everything. He uses men to destroy my Cause. Never, never are his infernal designs satisfied. 

Suffer everything, my daughter, suffer all your unutterable pain and torment. 

Atone to Me, atone to Me for all the desecrations and all the insincere confessions. 

- Jesus, I love You: I am your victim! S (19-3-54)

TEMPTATIONS AGAINST FAITH   

It seemed me that a cloud descended on me, black, black, frightful. It wrapped itself all around me. Everything is night, from earth to Heaven. Beneath me are crosses and thorns; around me, surrounding me, crosses and thorns; on me, crosses and thorns. Everything is night, everything is crosses, everything is thorns, pain and blood: death in the world and death in eternity. S (29-3-45)   

I feel as if only myself and pain live in the world. I feel that everybody flees from me; I feel that Jesus flees from me.  I have pain for company, darkness for a dwelling. Everything that is born in them dies. Horrible blindness, frightful darkness! S (3-5-46)   

I believe, I believe that you are my Jesus, I believe even in darkness and pain: do not permit me to doubt! I do not want to displease You. S (22-7-49) How many pains, how many sighs hidden and suffocating!  I am under the earth and it is this same earth that stifles my sighs and hides my pains No cry of mine makes it to Heaven: no groan is heard there, not a single tear is seen.  What abandonment, my Jesus, what abandonment! S (27-7-51)   

It seems me that I am tempted to despair of myself. I lie to all and I lie to myself.  I have temptations against the faith: it seems that I want to convince myself that after this exile everything finishes, that nothing is improved by suffering. 

I feel the fury of the demon on me: he is raging against me. It seems that there is a strong iron grating separating me from him. (Indeed, after the end of 1937, Jesus does not allow him to touch her.) But my soul sees and feels that his strong teeth bite into these iron bars as if he were biting into me. He fixes me his desperate and ferocious eyes. I hear his howls and desperations. S (14-9-51)  

In this stormy immensity where only emptiness prevails, my soul conserves itself in peace, except sometimes, in some moments of agitation, doubts about  all of my life, temptations against the faith that almost cause me to fall into despair.  Why did I come to the world? What is served by suffering like this, in a life nailed to a bed?

These are not questions I want to ask. I feel they are temptations of the demon, that they are him wanting to rob me of peace. S (20-6-52)  

I am in a stormy sea. I do not cease to fight with the waves. I feel tired, I feel that I am fainting away, having to fight continually like this. I want to clutch at the sand, or some thing that will provide security, but I do not find it: everything fails me. I myself remain at the mercy of the waves. S (15-1-54)

She continued the fight between the will to believe and the temptation to disbelieve. It was a tremendous suffering! 

I believe, whether in pain or in joy, in abandonment or in comfort. I believe, in life and in death. I am yours, Jesus, I am your victim! S (16-7-54)   

I feel that I am not doing anything in the world, after losing Jesus and our heavenly Mother. 

Since eternity does not exist, or so (the demon) tries to persuade me: what am I doing here, without enjoyment, always suffering? What for, what for? 

“I believe, Jesus, I believe! I believe that You exist.  

What matters to me the feeling of the lie (saying “I believe”), if You are the Truth, O Lord, if You are You, and You are eternity?”

In this fight I disdained all Gethsemane (when she relived the Passion). Nothing exists. There is nothing, there has been nothing! 

Thus I climbed Calvary, without faith, without believing in eternity. And, such was the temptation, wanting to commit suicide! 

It seemed to me that I should want to discontinue a life which had no life, in any way at all. (Jesus suffered similar demonic attacks, not only at the beginning, in the desert, but also at the end, in Gethsemane).  

With what cost I called on Jesus and our Heavenly Mother and repeated to Them my “I believe”! 

In the darkness of agony and of death, I have wanted to repeat it, and I could not. 

Jesus came. He called out to me firmly and with sweetness: 

- My daughter, O my daughter, your reparation is for those without faith, for those without God, for the unbelievers. S (15-10-54)

One month later Jesus reaffirmed that He wanted this form of reparation, with its tenacious profession of faith. But He also gave her His aid. 

Repeat your “I believe”. You must live the faith without faith, love without the feeling of love. 

All I want of you is your “I believe!”, your adherence to the cross, your heroic generosity, always heroic.

Come and rest on my divine Heart. It is divine rest, it is comforting rest, it is life’s rest. S (19-11-54)   

Even while reliving the Passion the fight continued. Here is a description of it with wonderful poetical power. 

I believe, I believe firmly, I have repeated as many times on the top of the mountain, impaled on a spear, but in such a vertical line that I was not hanging more on one side than on the other: to God or the demon; to eternity or the vacuum. 

Thus wounded, covered in blood, I could do nothing but go on repeating my “I believe, I believe firmly!” 

I believe, even so my feelings are all liars. 

Jesus came; he said to me: 

- Believe, my daughter, believe, my beloved spouse, believe, tender flower of Paradise!  

Believe that I exist, believe that you are in the Truth, believe that all your life is my life. Courage, courage! S (17-12-54)   

The last year of her exile arrived, yet that tremendous fight was intensified still more.  

- O Jesus, forgive me! I do not have faith nor do I believe in You. Dear me, who will save me? 

- It’s Me; I save you, my daughter! You have inflexible faith, firmer than a rock.  

Make reparation for those who do not have it, for those who live without God. 

Trust, trust! Souls are saved by the millions, by the millions. Yes, my daughter! S (25-3-55)

And thus I go on walking on neither sea nor land, only with a false whisper, that always urges me to cast myself into the abyss. 

Save me, Jesus! Save me, Celestial Mother! Comfort me in this world of uncertainties and doubts. O pain, O pain, O agony and death! … 

In this painful and, so to speak, continuous fight, Jesus came and spoke to me: 

- (...) Courage, courage! You have faith, you have love and you give Me everything. (...) 

Go, live in the faith, repeat your “I believe”. Suffer and love, suffer and love! S (1-4-55)

My soul bleeds, my whole being bleeds in the darkness. 

O my God, speak to me about the soul, speak about what I so often seem not to have! How many times a voice cries out to me – to the soul and to the body too: “Grasp, grasp!” - but I can find neither one thing nor another to grasp.  I grasp, grasp at the darkness, at ignorance, at uselessness, at death!   It is what I have, is what I find in myself. 

To cry out, to cry out healthy and strong to Heaven, to Heaven that isn’t there, to an eternity that does not exist! O my God, it is useless to cry out to anything. I am in great agony. 

I want, if Jesus wants it, to be here for His glory and for the salvation of souls. S (13-5-55)   

Jesus warns her of an ultimate increase of the martyrdom. 

- My daughter, it is not the feelings of faith and consolation that console me, but rather this constant fight at the height of pain.  It is the last phase, the tremendous phase: the pinnacle of suffering will be facing the pinnacle of sin. The world sins, the world sins!  Have courage, you who are the light and the lighthouse of the world. Make reparation so that my divine Heart be loved. Stay my Father’s arm of justice, who insists that it fall on the earth. S (10-6-55) 

My daughter, climb, climb, courage! (...) Your phase, the last phase of your life cannot be more painful. But thus it is when I choose a soul for the highest degree of perfection, love, and union with me. 

Trust: you love Me and make Me loved. Your Heaven is near! S (8-7-55) 

 With a heroic firmness she repeated her “I believe” 

Cost what it may, what bleeds, bleeds! Even if lying to myself, I must always repeat: I believe in God, I believe in all the eternal truths, I believe that I have a soul, a child of the God’s blood! S (5-8-55)

Always fighting, always grasping, grasping without having anything to grasp, here I go from fall to fall, from abyss to abyss towards the endless abysses of darkness, death, uselessness.

And without faith, my God, without faith!  I always go on repeating in my soul: Everything for your love, Jesus, and for souls! S (19-8-55)

And, finally, in the last diary, she dictated:

In heart-rending anguish I repeated my acts of faith: 

I believe, Jesus, I believe that your birth, your death, your Calvary were for me.  

I believe, Jesus, I believe! 

My abysses are so black and deep that only God could penetrate them.  

Which is just what Jesus did.  

He went down into my depths, with the tender rays of His light he brought up to the surface my poor being and illuminated it: 

- Come here, my daughter, light and lighthouse of the world!  

You that you are darkness without equal, you are the light that shines, the lighthouse that illuminates everything.  

The darkness is for you, the light is for souls. 

Come here, light of whom I am light, lighthouse of whom I am lighthouse! 

Can I not make you shine with My brightness?  

Can I not make you to be a lighthouse, just as I am the lighthouse?

In the same diary we read a last afflicted appeal of Jesus: 

- My daughter, let Jesus cry out through your lips: 

“O Church, O Church, accept the voice of the Lord! Vigilance, vigilance!  

O Church, my beloved Church, pay attention, pay attention, do not sleep, do not rest!  

Never has the world sinned in such a way.

Never was there such urgent need of reparation.” (...) 

Have you not said to Me many times that you wanted to consume yourself and to disappear in my love? Courage, courage! I have done everything to the letter, everything that you have said to Me. 

- O Jesus, look at my soul! Only You know how to look at it. 

Listen to my requests!  

And the world, the world! Jesus, forgive it, because it is yours! S (2-9-55)   

With such an anguished plea, which explodes from a heart bleeding with pain and burning with love, the diary of our holy martyr closes.