My daughter, my son,
How many times I left my Mama in the state of pure faith.
Having to be the Queen of sorrows and the Mother of all the living,
She could not lack
– the most beautiful adornment,
– the most refulgent gem,
which gave Her the characteristic of Queen of martyrs
and Sovereign Mother of all sorrows.
This pain of being left in pure faith prepared Her to receive
– the deposit of my doctrines, the treasure of the Sacraments and
– all the goods of my Redemption.
In fact, since the privation of Me is the greatest pain,
it places the soul in the condition of deserving to be the depository
– of the greatest gifts of her Creator,
– of His highest knowledges, and of His secrets. (…)