My life is to seek the Love without tiring

This writing is a song with a strong and vibrant content for all our spirit. Its contents are so much aligned with everyone, that on reading this poem the soul feels itself carried away and lives it as if it were its own.

To seek God is to find Him, to live Him, to possess Him.



“Lover of my gifts,
to seek You, with my way of being, is to find You!”


I seek You in my yearnings to love, my Lord, because I long to have You without any veils, in your innermost being; resting on your blessed chest during my nights; which are long, profound, secret, silent…

If silence enshrouds me, my Master, I call You from my depth in your bosom, and I find You.

Your voice in my ear is so sweet, with burning words…!

Your face is serene, so divine and sacred, without my being able to express it with my accent…!

If I perceive your passing by, when You come to me captivated, my fires are enkindled in sealed romances.

My dear Lover, if in the bleeding wound of your chest, I rest with You […]1, adoring, pleased You look at me, because “like that” You ask me to approach the tabernacle, united with You.

I seek You in my hours silent and loaded with gifts, and I call You in tendernesses of sweet clamours; and I enkindle myself in nostalgias, which are petitions of encounters, in kissings of glory with the light of your Suns.

Many times I heard You, Fighter loaded with conquests, pronounce in my soul your eternal words, demanding my gift without looking at it; without thinking which one this may be, whether I like it or whether it’s hard for me to obtain it…

You don’t ask, my Master, more than that which You give delivered in love!

If I approach your blessed bosom, in the sublime abode of your infinite height, You bend down to me; and there inside, from the Sancta Sanctorum of your immense excellence, You ask me to enter into your Bosom, relying on your strength; and You show me mysteries that it is not given to any man to know, without climbing the unattainable height of your being, in coeternal fires of excellent secrets…

To the sublime ocean of your immense power You took me, without my knowing how it happened, after a flight.
And there I learned, in no earthly way, with your heavenly way, the profound knowledge of your retreat: a Sapient Expression You uttered, oh Father! in your sole Word of divine songs…!
What sweet romances I heard on your thresholds…! Eternal melodies in flowing loves of filial delight, triumphal!
Oh what a Love resurged in Coeternal kiss, in familial loving rest, in a Kiss…!

It no longer matters if I remain in silence down here; since, after knowing You in your height, I am racked, waiting, without tiring in my sorrows, for You to take me, in the day of your eternal will, there inside, again.

Mother Trinidad de la Santa Madre Iglesia. Year 1998.

If I approach the tabernacle and I see You breathless in nostalgias of loves, You invite me to rest with You, my Eternal One; and there I hear the same Harmony that, in divine accents, refulgent with glory, I would live in my days of heaven…

And if I look at my Christ wounded, on the cross dying out of love, I understand that He is the Glory of adequate Response to the Sublime, responding to the infinite Height from the ground…

And I also perceive that the Love expects of me by dying: that I surrender myself, without wanting anything, without seeking anything other than to be next to Him, “like that” one with Him, like the Church who cries in exile.

My Church is the blessed Christ of all times, embracing in her bosom God himself and all men, in such a beautiful manner, that, in romances of eternal conquests, repeats to me, with the notes that the mystery enshrouds, the life of the living God, bursting from love, and dying hanged out of loves.

If I seek You, my God, I also find You, in secret depths of divine fantasies, there inside in the motherly bosom of the blessed Virgin; who, for being so much Virgin, was kissed in her innermost being with a Kiss so good, divine and eternal, that made Her become the Mother of God’s Anointed; whom She calls my Son! most rightly so.

My life is to seek without tiring, waiting, racked in my flights, the encounters of tender loves that befall to me randomly when I least expect.

My life is to call in yearnings loaded with and sealed by profound silences; and it is to know that the living God listens to me and leans towards me, to raise me up to Him, bringing his height down to the ground…

And trembling out of love, knowing the mystery, I cry and laugh, in loaded contrasts, on my way to heaven.

I am strange and different from all those who walk with me become one, without wanting anything other than God, without seeking anything other than being to Him his rest and comfort.

I am happy in my wait, because I live “like that” where I want; since I only desire to be always at the centre of my Sun’s will, even though it may be in exile…!

If I call Him, He answers me; if I seek Him, I find Him; if I rush to the Being, He takes me inside his bosom; and if I go to the Tabernacle or to my Christ on the cross, I always reach Him whom I expect…!
And if I call my Mother with unheard of tenderness, as the little one would do, She has me curled up in her innermost being and tells me, with rhythmical words of profound accents, that She is Mother because She is Virgin and for so being, in the infinite Kiss which, with pleasant words of loves, the good God has given Her.

Today my wait is to ask and to have, is to seek and find in nostalgias resting in the struggle of my long journey; because God is my All, and, by having Him in his life, I long for his encounter in the silent manner in which, with clamours, I call Him and have Him.

Lover of my gifts, to seek You, with my disposition, is encounter…!

Mother Trinidad de la Santa Madre Iglesia
(Collection “Light in the night -The mystery of faith given with loving wisdom” Booklet n. 4)
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         I feel that I am more Church than soul and more soul than body, experiencing in my inner depths something like a new life that flows forth from God’s breast to my spirit; a life that makes me exclaim with the Apostle, “Yet I live, no longer I, but Christ lives in me.” (25-4-78)


        My soul-Church needs to be Christ; therefore, in assimilating His life, I live from His living in the presence of God, rejoicing in the infinite holiness of the Coeternal, and becoming a victim with Him, through Him and in Him, in the dimension of His double facet: God’s glory and the spreading of His Kingdom. (15-10-74)


    My song is love that goes forth from the bosom of the Father to the Word and from the Word to the Father; and in both of them I burn in the Holy Spirit. My song is love that goes forth from God to Christ and from Christ to Mary. My song is love that goes forth from Jesus to men, with a Church’s heart and a Holy Spirit’s love. (20-9-74)


St. Mary Magdalene Parish Church - in the town of Dos Hermanas (Seville) - where Mother Trinidad met Jesus ever since the early years of her consecration.

The great mistery of God

As this writing says: “All of God is a mystery so sweet, gentle and affectionate, so desirable and attractive, so loving and transcendent, that if souls were to glimpse something ‘of what God has prepared for those who love Him,’ they would live in a continuous lament, sighing for the glorious and most blissful contemplation of the living God.”

God gives response to the unquenchable thirst of our souls through His goodness manifested in His desire to make Himself known by giving us the gift of living His mystery.



“I know God is Himself, and I know it in His knowing”


Oh plethoric and overflowing surprise that of the human creature, accustomed to glimpse only the created things, who, raised by the sole and subsistent Being in transcendent ascent, and introduced into the sapiental wisdom of He who is Himself; penetrates, conjecturing, saturated with love and exceeded by joy, something of what He is in Himself, by Himself and for Himself, the only true God; who gives and reveals Himself to us, in burning and infinite expression of coeternal songs, by His Only Begotten Son, Jesus Christ, under the loving impulse and the coeternal power of the Holy Spirit…! […]

And at that very instant of God being Himself and standing in being of Himself all that He is, all that He can be and how He is Himself so and being what He is in the subsistent instant of being Himself; when He contemplates His own attributes and perfections, and all that He is Himself in His Person and in His being; in that Look of infinite, profound, penetrating and consubstantial divine wisdom, He breaks into an explanatory singing Expression of infinite and consubstantial melodies, as though in myriads and myriads of concerts of being in His touchings of eternal songs of subsistent divinity, that is His Word.

And the Father loves His Word with a love so infinite, that it comes out of Him, without coming out of Him, it springs up, without springing up –since God is inward, inward…! inside! inside Himself!– all His being Himself in love.

And, at that very instant, is also coming out of the Word –without coming out– all His being received from the Father, loving the Father.

And, in that loving each other the Father and the Word, in that intercommunicating each other in paternal-filial love all Their being when They love each other, arises radiant, triumphant and glorious, from the Father and the Word, the Person-Love: the Holy Spirit, in inter-returning kiss of divine and loving fatherhood and filiation. […]

For, although what makes the Father beget is the sapientally infinite contemplation of His being; because the life of God is an eternal present, without parts, without beginning and without end, without now nor after;
the Father is eternally and infinitely contemplating in His bosom, not only His essential being Himself of infinite self-sufficiency and subsistence, but He is contemplating His Word, His person and His being;
and He is contemplating the eternal moment of His eternal begetting of His Word;
and He is contemplating the eternal moment of His Son being begotten, that Son who is begotten and is being begotten as the fruit of His contemplation.

And, at that same eternal instant, the Father is contemplating in His bosom the person of the Holy Spirit, and the loving origin of the Holy Spirit of His Son and of Himself; of that Holy Spirit who is the loving fruit of His divine fatherhood and of His begotten Son. […]

Thus the Father, in His sole Look, encompasses all His infinite perfection;
and He is contemplating His Son and the eternal instant in which His Son is begotten;
the eternal instant in which He begets and in which His begotten Son emerges;
and the eternal instant of the Two loving each other with the Holy Spirit and in the Holy
and the instant of the Holy Spirit being breathed by Both;
and the instant-instant in which He Himself and His Word love Their being and Their persons with the Holy Spirit;
and the Holy Spirit’s return in a kiss of love to the Father and to the Son. […]

In one word: the Word expresses all that which the Father contemplates, although the Word is the fruit of the Look, in contemplation, of the Father.

The Word is as infinite expressing, as infinite is the Father contemplating; since the Father gives Him everything, when He begets Him, so that He may express it to Him in a return of singing, infinite, eternal and loving filiation.

The Word is singing in a loving spelling out, in infinite explanation of being, as the expressive Word of the Father, the eternal instant of being Himself the Father, and the eternal instant of being He Himself.

And the Word is singing the eternal instant of the Holy Spirit’s emerging, as paternal and filial Love, from His bosom and from the Fa ther’s Bosom; since one sole life, one sole being and one sole bosom the Three are and have, each one in His personal manner;
He is singing the procession of the Holy Spirit and the being of the Holy Spirit;
and He is singing how He is by the Father and how the Holy Spirit is by the Father and by Himself.

The Word is expressing, in His sole Word, the persons with Their relations and Their processions;
and He is singing the whole being with all the infinity of attributes and perfections;
and He is expressing, in His infinite Canticle of being, how He Himself is the fruit, in filiation, of the contemplation of all the encompassing Look of the Father;
and also how the Holy Spirit is breathed from Both.

And the Holy Spirit is loving the eternal and encompassing Look of the Father, of which the Word is the fruit, and He, of the paternal-filial love.

And He is loving the eternal instant of the Father’s begetting and of the Word’s being begotten, of Both of them He is the love’s fruit, in a Person-Love.

And He is loving the same eternal instant of Him being Himself the love of the Father and the Word; and the eternal instant of His procession from the Father and from the Word in a kiss of reciprocal love, on the Father begetting and the Word expressing.

And He is loving the eternal instant of Him being the love of the Father for His own being and the love of the Word for His own being; and the eternal instant of Him being Himself the personal love for the persons and for the being.

And He is loving the eternal instant of His being the Person-Love in God by the Father and by the Word, for all that the Word has received from the Father, as expressive Word breaking into infinite touchings of consubstantial melodies;
and the eternal instant of His being Himself received from the Father and from the Son, owing to which He is the personal love in God. […]

What a happiness, what a felicity, what a repose, what a joy, that God be Himself, been in Himself, by Himself and for Himself, in trinitarian intercommunication of familial life, a mystery of unity so consubstantial and intrinsically one, that He is three divine Persons who are and have one sole being and one sole life…!

Mother Trinidad de la Santa Madre Iglesia
(Collection “Light in the night -The mystery of faith given with loving wisdom” Booklet n. 15)
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         The Father of Himself bursts forth into Love, and He of Himself bursts into Love in His Word, since the Word has the being received from the Father and it is the selfsame being of the Father, yet the Father contemplates such and that is how He begets, and the Word is begotten and expresses. (21-6-59)


        Father, it is necessary that all Your children listen to the Word that springs forth from Your bosom... And for this, it is necessary to give It to them burning with the love of the Holy Spirit. (21-3-59)


    The Father loves the Word, the Word loves the Father, and They love Themselves with all Their being; and that Love of Both is so perfect, that It is another person: the Holy Spirit. (19-2-62)


“Listen to Him, for God speaks to you within you”

It is reasonable to ask oneself how the soul-Church receives loving wisdom. The answer is obvious: in its life of prayer and in its life of familial intimacy with God. That is why whoever knows and lives the dogma in a lively way, is also an excellent master of the spiritual life.

To understand that our need to pray and to live in intimacy with God is just a reflection of God’s desires to be with us means to live on divine wisdom. This is what we live for our being Church. And this is common living for everyone.



“God’s speech in Himself and for Himself,
and in outward manifestation of loving wisdom”


The life of God is a mystery of infinite conversation uttered by the Father, where everything is said in the plethoric exuberance of the Expression of the Word, so savourily, delightfully and restfully, that all the power been and possessed of the eternal Being by Himself breaking into fecundity of infinite and loving fatherhood is spelled out and savoured, without words from the here, in the substantial Word that wells up from the Father’s bosom, in glares of holiness, in an inexhaustible spring of conversation.

God is Himself to be able Himself to utter in His infinitely perfect, eternal and encompassed need to express Himself. But a Word that, by virtue of the perfection of His infinite explanation, has it all said in the outburst of wisdom which, flowing from the Father’s bosom, breaks into eternal and personal Saying through the Word: the Singing Word in consubstantial spelling out of infinite infinitude of attributes and perfections.[…]

All is already said in the Bosom-Love through a Word, eternal and infinite, of so much affluence that, being a Person, is Speech of God… […]

O if I were to say somehow, with my poor accent and in my coarse voice, what I glimpse when, transcended, God breaks into voices within my grasp…! […]

For I perceive the action of the Father, of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, in the perfect oneness of their acting and in the personal and particular way of each one of the divine Persons. […]

And as marvellous the action of the Eternal One is in the marrow of the spirit, so marvellous also is the grasp that He instils into the profound and recondite depths of the soul in order to distinguish what the divine Persons say or do in the interior, each one in His way of being, of doing and of manifesting Himself. […]

And I know it because God manifests it to me and tells it to me, without words and without conversations of the here, in a saying whereby all that He is, lives and wants to communicate to me is worked and realized within me. […]

The action of God in the soul is a conversation that, penetrating us with His wisdom in the marrow of the spirit, gradually teaches us His way of being and of doing, enabling us to grasp Him. […]

God does not say anything in the way of the here; He makes Himself felt in passing by of Eternity. […]

How many times God wants to have His colloquies with the soul…! And He kisses it in the transcendent way of His coeternal and virginal perfection, infinitely distant and different from all things of the here… He feasts it… loves it… penetrates it… beautifies it, bedecks it… bejewels it… shrouds it, ennobles it and saturates it… rocks it in His lulling and caresses it in His bosom… […]

Mysteries between God and the soul, between the human creature and the Creator, between the All and the nothing…! […]

And these “footsteps” of the Being in the mystery of His passing by, kissing and alighting, that are most divers in their ways, manners and styles; are always a communication spirit to spirit in lovingly known wisdom, that gradually teaches the bride the saying, in mysterious acting, of her divine Consort… […]

And I wish, my Lord, to listen in my times before the tabernacle to Your Infinite Word, among veils, in this sublime and Heavenly manner in which You have willed to communicate Yourself to men…! […]

Because it is God who speaks to it –for in the tabernacle lies the Being–, and well does it perceive Him… for it is God Himself become man and hidden in the mystery of the Eucharist…! […]

And the soul-Church that lives on faith, full of hope and kindled in the burning and delightful flames of the Holy Spirit; in the recondite recesses of her heart, where God dwells in secret of mystery, and in savouring of loving communication in intimacy with the God of the Sacrament, close to the foot of the tabernacle; listens to eternal conversations at the proximity in passing by of the Infinite One in divine silences… that launches it, full of hope, into its tireless search towards the encounter with Him whom it loves. […]

That is why, give me, Lord, Your Thought to know You, Your Word to express You and Your Love to love You; and thus I will be able to fulfil, under the light of the Holy Spirit and the power that invades me, Your command inscribed in my soul and engraved, marked and sealed as though by fire in the deepest recesses of my heart:
“Go and tell it…!” “This is for all…!”[…]

I know Christ’s speech in the tabernacle, behind the sweet silence of the Eucharist, and the motherly conversation of Our Lady all White of the Incarnation sheltering my soul in Her loving bosom; as the song of the Holy Mother Church, immaculate Bride of the Lamb, in Her splendour full of holiness and refulgent with beauty, and the heartrending lament of Her painful sorrow piercing the inner being of my soul in the depth of my chest.

But what I do not know how to tell to others is how these communicative “conversations” between God and my soul are, because the infinite action of the Eternal Being does not fit into the human word…

That is why, the repose of my life is havened silently in my priestly posture, for, prostrating myself in reverent adoration, it makes me receive God; and, responding to Him, to repair for His insulted and offended infinite Holiness and to communicate Him to others in a repose of love; returning, in my universal mission, with the men of all times who have been, are and will be, to the Infinite Being as a hymn of praise and of glory that rejoices in that God is Himself in Himself, by Himself and for Himself, all that He can be, been, enjoyed and possessed, in infinite Conversation in copious eternal stream of flowing happiness. […]

Mother Trinidad de la Santa Madre Iglesia
(Collection “Light in the night -The mystery of faith given with loving wisdom” Booklet n. 16)
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         God is Himself the concentrated perfection in sapiently loving communication in His Divine Family; and, as He is, He communicates and manifests Himself outwards; Himself being understood only by those who, penetrating with the light of the Holy Spirit into His way of being and acting, discover Him and are able to manifest Him in His mystery. (15-9-76)


        God’s speech in the soul, is the infusion of His divine wisdom into the innermost part of our being, enlightening our understanding of the whys and wherefores of His being and acting. (19-4-77)


    The infinite Word, in His utterance, gradually fashions Himself within the soul in the concert of His melody, saying nothing to the soul in the earthly manner, but with the most savouring “sound” and “murmur” of His sacred conversation. (18-8-73)


“The Holy Spirit will come upon You…”

When one penetrates the mysteries of faith with the light of the Holy Spirit the words of Sacred Scripture reach a new, rich and manifold dimension of nuances as regards its content.

The poetry, the theological rigour, the sublime song and true love are merged in this writing that thrills the soul and introduces it into the transcendent moment of the Incarnation.



“Universal Motherhood of Mary”


“The Holy Spirit will come upon You and the power of the Most High will overshadow You; therefore the child to be born will be Holy, and will be called Son of God.”.

“The Holy Spirit will come upon You…” in the impetus of his force, to rest like Spouse on his beloved, in sweet loving tenderness; to kiss You, oh White Virgin! with tender murmurs of infinite caress, in the profound depth of your soul, where, in sacred expression, You exhale, in sweet breathing, one sole clamour, God…! Only God…!

Lady of the Incarnation…: Only God…! Bride of the beautiful Love…: Only God…! In an emptiness so complete of all that is not He and in an adherence so deep to He who Is himself, that You are wholly the Virgin: the White Virgin replete and saturated with divinity; the Virgin possessed only by the Sublime One; the Virgin adhered to the eternal Virginity in the immutable act of his infinite holiness; the Virgin in the majestic mastery of the possession of He who Is himself.

The power of the Queen of Heaven consists in the dominion over everything, in the absolute freedom and in the possession, filled in each instant of her virginity by the sole Spouse, who, in fullness, saturates Her, ennobles Her, beautifies Her and adorns Her.

The Lady is holy because the divine Sanctifier sanctifies Her by resting upon Her in sweet colloquies of love, filling Her completely with all his gifts and fruits, in a fullness of grace so overflowing, that it is known and tasted only in the hidden depth of her immaculate soul.

The Virgin is White because her virginity’s splendour is so unimaginably glowing, that the sun’s midday glares are eclipsed by the immaculate clarity of her soul; which, enthralled and ennobled by God’s possession who surrounds Her, makes Her sparkle in the brightness of the Divinity itself, saturating Her with gleaming aureoles of glorious whiteness.

The Holy Spirit, with the sharpness of his infinite wisdom and the unprecedented tenderness of his savouring sweetness, penetrates sharply, in candescent kiss of love, the virginal innermost being of Our Lady’s soul. And She, always awaiting, feels herself divinized with the substantial touch of the Holy Spirit himself, who, when kissing Her, pervades Her with divinity, enshrouds Her with his loving murmur, caresses Her with his infinite tenderness, bedecks Her with the fullness of his gifts, making Her break out into joyful fruits overflowing with peace, like a divine Consort, in the fire of his love.

Statue of Our Lady the Queen. Chapel of The Work of the Church in Mother Trinidad’s home birth place. Dos Hermanas (Seville)

The eternal Spouse wants to fecundate the Virgin in a mystery of such deep fruitfulness, at that point-point where her immaculate virginity lives solely with God alone in sacred loneliness of intimate and impetuous loves, that, when kissing Her, shakes Her in his silent and sonorous gentleness so wondrously, so much, so much, so much! that in the “Kiss of his Mouth,” in “loves more delightful than wine,”2 He fecundates Her so divinely, that, at that very instant, the Lady, the Virgin, the Queen, is now Mother, covered by the shadow of the Almighty, under the shelter of the Father’s might and introduced into his bosom, sustained by Divinity itself, that “with his right arm embraces Her and with his left hand sustains Her”3 so that She may withstand the infinite impetus of the Love.

It’s the Holy Spirit who, when impelling the Word from the Father’s bosom to Our Lady’s bosom, at the same instant and in one sole impulse, when kissing Her in a kiss of divinity, makes Her break out into divine Motherhood. And, that’s why, “the child to be born from Her will be Holy and be called Son of God.”

The Mystery of the Incarnation, brought about by the power and grace of the Holy Spirit, makes the White Virgin of the Incarnation be all Mother, with the power of infinite Royalty and in the dominion which is given to Her by the possession of Him who is everything, who can do everything, and who works in Her everything through the infinite impulse of his eternal love.

And at this very veiled instant in which the Virgin, being Virgin, feels herself Mother, saturated with the infinite wisdom of Him who burns Her, penetrates Her savourably, in the shining brightness of the light of the New Day, in the mystery which is taking place in Her, shrouded and covered by the Almighty’s shadow and brought about by the Holy Spirit’s divine kiss. Ineffable mystery of the union of the divine nature and the human nature in the Word’s Person, who, becoming flesh in Our Lady’s bosom, makes Her be the Mother of the beautiful Love, the Mother of the Incarnate Mercy!

Divine Motherhood of Mary, which She knows consciously at the moment in which it is brought about, and that, in the “yes” of her whole adoring being, in a total response, is sealed in the silent concealment of the Sancta Sanctorum of her immaculate virginity…!

Fruitful virginity which, breaking out into motherhood by the Holy Spirit’s power, enshrouding the mystery that is brought about in the Lady, gives Her the sublime dignity which enables Her to call, very rightly, the Son of God: my Son…!

And He is hers because He is the fruit of the Holy Spirit’s kiss in her Virgin’s soul; a kiss so full that, embracing the whole plan of God over Mary, fashioned in her soul of Virgin-Mother such an immensity of nuances, that in it was also contained, tightly and sharply introduced into Our Lady’s soul, the universality of her divine Motherhood.

The Virgin in addition to being mother of God himself, very rightly, in the extension of this same motherhood, is Mother of each and every man, who, as a whole and individually, are, in the depth of her spirit, fruit of the infinitely loving kiss of the Holy Spirit at the very moment of the Incarnation.

And Mary is the Mother of the Whole Christ –Head and members– by the power of the Holy Spirit, who, in the union of his charity, in the strength of his omnipotence, brought about that the Father’s Son should be Mary’s Son, and that, in Mary’s Son, each and everyone of us should become God’s sons and sons of the Virgin-Mother.

Universal Motherhood of Mary…! Mother of the Church by the fullness of the Holy Spirit’s Kiss which, in a romance of infinite love, made Her break out into divine Motherhood!

Divine wonder
of the eternal Power…
sublime romance,
secret mystery…
abyssal depth
which I contain in my breast
and which I know
because, transcending,
I entered into that day
of unprecedented dream,
when God was kissing
with so much silence
the Virgin-Mother
in her concealment,
that the sapient Father
of sublime Power
gave Her as a Son
his very Word,
the Father’s singing Word,
in her chest!
Mystery of life
alien to this earth,
worked by God
in such a beautiful way,
that the Virgin is Mother
by the eternal kiss
of her loving Spouse
who alighted in her bosom…!
Lover of loves,
today I break out into sacred love words
and into so many tendernesses
whereby I understand,
that I, overwhelmed,
become one with the Word
and thus with my children
enshrouded in your chest,
all of us say to You
with sweet accents:
All beautiful Virgin,
burning star,
“I-We” love You so much,
in such a sweet way,
that, when calling You Mother,
we fly up to Heaven!
Mother Trinidad de la Santa Madre Iglesia
(Collection “Light in the night -The mystery of faith given with loving wisdom” Booklet n. 5)
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         Only the Lady, due to a miracle of Infinite Love, was able to be Virgin and, ever remaining so, Bride of the Holy Spirit; and, as a fruit of Her virginity, Mother. (24-12-76)


        Mother, You are like the white Host, Who shrouds and hides the Word of Life become man out of love. Let us adore the mystery of Your womb, where God calls You: “My Mother,” so that You may respond to Him: “My Son…” What a sweet reality! (7-12-74)


    Christ has in Himself the Father and the Holy Spirit and, as members of His Mystical Body, all men; this gathering of God with man occurs in the womb of the Virgin; for this reason, She is the Mother of all of God’s children, who, in Her, are grafted onto Christ and receive the gift of divine life. (19-9-66)