MARIA OF NAZARETH, THE PERFECT WOMAN, THE SUPER EVA, ACCORDING TO THE REVELATIONS SERVED TO MARIA VALTORTA BY THE LORD JESUS AND FROM THE LADYHERSELF

The men and particularly the Christians know Maria of Nazareth; they know Her also as the

Madonna ( Our Lady ), the Jesus’ Mother; they also know Her as the Immaculate Conception as

the Virgo Maria and with other names. All Christians beg Her and they invoke Her as Mother and

Co-Redeemer woman 1 ; many of us can speak and write about Her and of Her famous

Apparitions, the last of which at Medjugorje in Croatia: it began the 24 June of 1981 and it is still in

progress now (March 2013). We know and we believe in Her very important role in the God’s Plan

of the Salvation, started in its final phase, with the acceptance of Maria to become the Mother of

the Messiah by the intervention of God’s Spirit 2 .

She prepares us also to receive the redemption intervention of Her Son, the Immanuel that

is to say the God with us 3 the Redeemer / Savior 4 of the Humanity. But in the meantime the Virgin

Mary begins the redeeming deed of whom turns to Her, to whatever race, people or religion

belongs.

However not all men know the particular promise of Redemption and Salvation that Our Lady

makes to all men to the Not Christian also: <<… To all those people that for five months, at first

Saturday, they will confess them, they will receive the holy Communion, they will recite the Rosary,

and they will make me company for fifteen minutes meditating the Mysteries (note of mine: of the

Rosary), with the intention to offer me reparations, I promise to assist them in the hour of the death

with all the necessary graces for the salvation 5 ”.

This promise is the masterpiece of Our Lady, as Co-Redeemer woman, in the History of

Salvation. Power of the love! Not even Her considers men’s and women’s sins that make use of

Her promise! Therefore Her too is love!

As for the very numerous Apparitions of Our Lady in the different Nations of the world we

advise you the reading of a book, for an instance that of Paola Giovetti, Le Apparizioni della

Vergine Maria, Edizioni San Paolo.

Who writes also he could unworthily speak of the Virgin Mary , but he prefers to report

some Revelations that the Lord Jesus and the Virgo Maria Itself they did to Maria Valtorta in the

20th century. In all the ten volumes of the Gospel revealed to the Valtorta the praises of Maria they

are sung. A book of 256 pages has been drawn from such volumes by Gabriele M. Raschini, with

the title “ La Madonna negli scritti di Maria Valtorta “ (The Virgin Mary in the writings of Maria

Valtorta), edits by CEV srl, 03036, Isola del Liri (FR), Italy. We recommend you both the purchase

1 Maria Valtorta, L’Evangelo come mi è stato rivelato, Vol. 1st , page 96 and Vol. 6th , page 284, CEV srl, Viale Piscitelli 89/91, 03036 Isola del Liri (FR), Italy2 Vangelo di Luca 1, 26-38 ; Il Corano, trad. L. Bonelli, sura III 40 e 52-53, Ulrico Hoepli 3 Isaia 7, 14 and note 7, 144 Vangelo di Luca 2, 8-20 ; Eileen Caddy, Le porte interiori, Messages dated December 24th and 25th , Amrita ; CerchioFirenze 77, Le grandi verità ricercate dall’uomo, pages 16-161 (“Il ritorno” del Cristo), Mediterranee5 Lucia racconta Fatima, page 141, Editrice Queriniana ; Pregate, Pregate, Pregate, page 248, MIR

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of the stupendous evangelical work of the Valtorta and of the aforesaid book. Here I confine myself

to point out the episodes that have me more caught and that they are contained in the first volume

of said Gospel, :

1. You see the pages 22/30 of the 1 st volume of the good work of Maria Valtorta, The

Gospel as it has been revealed me, published by CEV srl, Avenue Piscitelli 89/91, 03036 Isola del

Liri (FR), Italy.

the Lord Jesus says:

<< You rise and it expedites yourself small friend. I have ardent desire to bring you with Me in the

paradisiacal blue of the contemplation of the virginity of Maria. You will go out from there with the

fresh soul as if I were you also created just now by the Father, a small Eva that it doesn't know

flesh yet. You will go out from there with the spirit full of light, because you will plunge you in the

contemplation of the masterpiece of God. You will go out from there with everything of your being

saturated of love, because you will have understood how it knows to love God. To speak of the

conception of Maria, she the Without stain, means to plunge in the blue, in the light, in the love.

You come and you read the glories of Her in the book of the Ancestor: " God possessed me at the

beginning of His good works, since the beginning, before the creation. For all eternity I was

established, at the beginning, before that Earth was made, the abysses had not risen yet that I was

already conceived. Not yet the sources of the waters they regurgitated and the mountains be

erected in their massive structure, neither the hills were necklaces to the sun, that I was given

birth. God had not done the Earth, the rivers, hinges of the world, and me already I was. When it

prepared the skies I was present, when with law unchangeable closed under the vault of heaven

the abyss, when it made stable aloft the celestial vault and it suspended the sources of the waters,

when it fixed to the sea its confines, and it gave laws to the waters not to pass their term, when it

laid the foundations of the earth, I was with Him to order all the things. Always in the joy I

continually joked in front of Him, I joked in the universe…".

You have applied them to the Wisdom, but they speak of Her: the beautiful Mother, the holy

Mother, the Mother virgin of the Wisdom that I am that I speak to you.

I have wanted that you wrote the first one line of this hymn from the beginning of the book

that speaks of Her, because it was confessed and it known the consolation and the joy of God; the

reason for His constant, perfect, intimate joy of this God One and Trine, that it holds up you and it

loves and that from the man it was so many causes for sadness; the reason for which it also

perpetuated the race when, at the first test, it was deserved to be destroyed; the reason for the

forgiveness that you have had. To have Maria that loved Him. Oh! Well deserved to create the man

and to leave to live him, and to decree to forgive him, for having the beautiful Virgo, the holy Virgo,

the immaculate Virgo, the enamoured Virgo, the dear Daughter, the pure Mother, the loving Bride!

So much and also more has given you and He would also have given you God to possess the

creature of His delights, the Sun of His sun, the Flower of His garden. And so much it continuous

to give to you for Her, at the request of Her , for the joy of Her, because its joy pours again it in the

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joy of God and increases it with glow that fill of twinklings of light, the big light of the Heaven, and

every twinkling it is a grace to the universe, to the race of the man, to the Blessed same that

answer with one sparkling cry of theirs of hallelujah to every generation of divine miracle, created

by the desire of the God trine to see the sparkling laughter of joy of the Virgo. God wanted to put a

king in the universe, that He had created from the nothing. A king that, for nature of the Matter was

the first one among the creatures created with Matter and endowed with Matter. A king that for

nature of the Spirit, it was a little less than divine, fused to the Grace as He was in His innocent

first day. But the supreme Mind, to which all the most distant events in the centuries are known,

whose sight it incessantly sees everything of how much it was, it is and it will be; and that, while it

is contemplating the past and it observes the present, here that the look sinks in the last future and

doesn't ignore as it will be the to die of last man, without confusion and discontinuity, He has never

ignored that the king from Him created for being semi divine to its side in Sky, heir of his Father,

comes adult in His Kingdom after having lived in the house of his mother - the soil with which was

done - during his childhood of child of the Eternal for his day on the Earth, he would have

committed against itself same the crime to kill in the Grace and the theft to steal himself of the

Sky. Why has He created him then? Certainly many they ask for it. Would you have preferred not

to be? Doesn't it deserve, also for herself, also so poor and naked, and made sour by your

wickedness, to be lived this day, to know and to admire the endless Beautiful that the hand of God

has sown in the universe? For the one who would have made these stars and planets that flow as

lightnings and arrows, ruling the arc of the firmament, or they go or they seem slow, they go stately

in their run of meteors, giving you as a present lights and seasons and giving you, eternal

unchangeable and also changeable always, a new page to be read on the blue, every evening,

every month, every year, they almost wanted to tell you: You " forget the jail, you leave your rooms

full of dark things, rotten, dirty, poisonous, liars, swearers, bribers, and raised you, at least with the

look, in the boundless liberty of the firmaments, make you a blue soul looking at so much serene,

make you a reserve of light to bring in your jail dark, you read the word that we write singing our

sidereal choir, more harmonious than that drawn by organ of cathedral, the word that we write

shining, the word that we write loving, since we always have present He who gave us the joy to be,

and we love Him to have given us this being, this to shine, this to flow, this to be free and beautiful

in the middle of this gentle blue over which we still see a blue more sublime, the Heaven, and of

which we complete the second part of the precept of love loving you, our neighbour universal,

loving you giving you guide and light, heat and beauty. You read the word that we say, and it is that

on which we regulate our song, ours to shine, ours to laugh: God?" For the one whom that blue

liquid would have done, mirror to the sky, way to the Earth, smile of waters, voice of waves, word

also it that with rustles of shifted silk, with chuckles of serene young girl, with sighs of old men that

they remember and they cry, with slaps of violent and clashes and bellows and rumbles, he always

speaks and it says: "God?" The sea is for you, as they are the sky and the stars. And with the sea

the lakes and the rivers, the ponds and the brooks and the pure sources, that serve all to bring

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you, to feed you, to refresh you and to purify you, and that they serve you, serving the Creator,

without going out to submerge you as you deserve. For the one whom all the innumerable families

of the animals He would have done, that they are flowers that fly singing, that they are servants

that race, that work, that feed, that recreate you: the kings? For the one whom all the innumerable

families of the plants and the flowers would have done that butterflies, that seem gems and

motionless birdies seems, of the fruits that seem necklaces or caskets of gems, that are carpet to

your feet, shelter to your heads, relaxation, useful, joy to the mind, to the limbs, to the sight and the

sense of smell ? For the one whom would have done the mineral ones among the bowels of the

ground and the salts dissolved in algid or hot spring, the sulphurs, the iodines, the bromines, if not

because it enjoyed them one who was not God but child of God? One: the man. To the joy of God,

to the need of God nothing needed. He is enough for Itself same. It doesn't have that to

contemplate Himself to feel happy, to feed, to live and to rest. The whole creation has not

increased of an atom his infinity of joy, beauty, life, power. But everything has done it for the

creature that has wanted to put king in the good work by him done: the man. To see such a work of

God and for thankfulness to his power that he gives it as a present for you, it deserves to live. And

of living being you must be thankful. You would have owed him even if you had not been

redeemed anything else other than at the end of the centuries, because, despite you have been in

the First ones, and you are singly till now, overbearings, prouds, lustfuls, homicides, God still

grants you to enjoy of the beautiful one of the universe, of the good one of the universe, and he

treats you as you were of the good ones, of the good children to which everything is taught and

granted to make them more sweet and healthy the life. How much you know, you know it for light

of God. How much you discover, you discover it for indication of God. In the Good. The other

knowledges and discoveries, that bring badly sign of, come from the supreme Evil Satan. The

supreme Mind that nothing ignores, before the man was he knew that the man would have been of

himself thief and murderer. And since the eternal Goodness doesn't have limits in its being good,

before the Guilt was he thought the mean to annul the Guilt. The mean: Me. The tool to make the

mean a working tool: Mary.

And the Virgo was created in the sublime Thought of God. All the things are been created

for Me dearest Child of the Father. I-king I would have had to have under my foot of divine King

carpets and jewels what any palace had of it and songs and voices and servants and ministers

around my being how many any sovereign it had of it and flowers and gems, the whole sublime,

the grandiose one, the kind one, the minute is possible to draw from the Thought of a God. But I

had to be Flesh over that Spirit. Flesh to save the flesh. Flesh to sublime the flesh bringing it in Sky

many centuries before the time. Because the flesh lived by the Spirit is the masterpiece of God,

and for it had been made the Sky. To be fleshy I needed a Mother. To be God I had need that the

Father was God. Here then God to create Him his Bride and to tell her: You " come with Me. At My

side you see how much I do for our Child. You look and exult eternal Virgo, eternal young Girl and

your laughter fills this empyrean and gives the initial note to the Angels. To the Heaven you teach

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the celestial harmony. I look you. And I see you what you will be, or immaculate Woman that now

You are Spirit only: the Spirit in which I feel happy Me. I look you and I give the blue of your glance

to the sea and the firmament, the color of your hair to the holy wheat, the innocence to the lily and

the rosy one to the rose as it is your epidermis of silk, I copy the pearls of your minute teeth, I

make the sweet strawberries looking at your mouth, to the nightingales I put in mouth your notes,

and to the turtle doves your weeping. And reading your futures thoughts, hearing the throb of your

heart, I have motive for guide in to create. You come, My Joy, have the worlds for amusement until

dancing light you will be me in the Thought, the worlds for your laughter, have yourself the garland

of stars and the necklaces of stars, you put the moon under the kind feet, bandaged in the stellar

scarf of Galatea. They are for you the stars and the planets. You come and you enjoy seeing the

flowers that will be game to your Child and pillow to the Child of your breast. You come and you

see to create the sheep and the lambs, the eagles and the doves. Be Me near while I am making

the cups of the seas and the rivers and I lift the mountains and I paint them of snow and of forests,

while I am sowing the fodder and the trees and the grapevines, and I make the olive for you, My

Pacific and the grapevine for you, My shoot that the Eucharistic Cluster will bring. You flow, it flies,

exults or My beautiful Woman and the world universe, that is created hourly you learn to love Me

by yourself, Loving, and does him more beautiful for your laughter, Mother of my Child, Queen of

my Heaven, your God's Love. And still, seeing the error and contemplating the Without Error: “ You

come to Me, you that you cancel the bitterness of the human disobedience, of the human

fornication with Satan, and of the human ingratitude, I will take with you, the revenge on Satan ".

God, Creative Father, had created the man and the woman with such a perfect law of love

that you are not able more even to understand the perfections of it. And you lose you in to think to

how the species it would have come if the man had not gotten it with the teaching of Satan.

You look at the fruit plants and seed plants. Do they get seed and fruit through fornication,

through a insemination on one hundred consorts? No. From the male flower the pollen goes out

and, driven by a complex of law meteoric and magnetic, it goes to the ovary of the flower female.

These it opens and it receives it and it produces. He doesn't dirty itself and it refuses it then, as

you do , to taste the day after the same sensation. It produces, and actually until to the new

season he doesn't adorn with flowers, and when he adorns with flowers it is for reproducing.

You look at the animals. Everybody. Have you ever seen a male animal and a female go

the one verse the other for sterile embrace and lascivious commerce? No. From nearby or from

far, flying, crawling, jumping or racing, they go when it is the time, to the fertility ritual, neither they

subtract themselves stopping themselves to the enjoyment, but they go besides the serious and

holy consequences of the issue, only purpose that in the man, demigod for the origin of Gratias,

that I have made whole, should make to accept the animality of the act, necessary from when you

are come down of a degree toward the animal.

You don't do as the plants and the animals. You have had as teacher Satan, you have

wanted him to teacher and you want him. And the works that you do are worthy of the teacher that

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you have wanted. But if you had been faithful to God, you would have had the joy of the children,

piously, without pain. Without getting tired in obscene copulations, unworthy, that ignore also the

beasts, the beasts without reasonable and spiritual soul.

To the man and the woman, depraved by Satan, God wanted to oppose the Man born by

Woman above sublimed by God to the point to procreate without having known man: Flower that

procreates Flower without need of seed, but for only kiss of the Sun on the Lily-Maria's inviolate

chalice.

God's revenge!

It whistles o Satan, your spitefulness while She is born. This Child has won you! Before you

were the Rebel one, the Tortuous one, the Briber one, you were already the Defeated one and Her

your Winner. Thousand armies lined up nothing they can against your power, the weapons of the

men fall against your flakes, o Perennial, and there is no wind that is worth to disperse the stench

of your breath. Yet this heel of infant, that is very rosy to be seemed the inside of a rosy camellia,

that is very smooth and soft that the silk is sour to the comparison, that is so much small that it

could enter the cup of a tulip, and to make of that vegetable satin a little shoe, here that it presses

you without fear, here that it confines yourself in its cavern. Yet here that its wail makes you turn in

escape, you that don't be afraid of the armies, and her breath purifies the world of your stench. You

are won. Her name, Her glance, Her purity they are lance, lightning and rock that pierce through

you, that demolish you, that imprison you in your den of hell, or Accursed, that have removed the

joy to be Father of all the created men to God. By now you have uselessly contaminated them,

these that had been created innocent, bringing them know and to conceive thru sinuosities the

lust, depriving God, in His dearest creature, to be the Bestower of His children according to rules

that, if they had been respected, they would have maintained on the Earth an equilibrium between

the sexes and the races, suitable to avoid wars between the peoples and bad lucks among the

families.

Obeying they would also have known the love. Rather, only obeying they would have

known the love and they would have had hit. A full and calm possession of this emanation of God,

that goes down to the inferior one from the supernatural one, because also the flesh of it

exultations piously, it that it is joined to the Spirit and created by the Same that created her the

Spirit.

Now your love oh men, your loves what are they? Oh lust dressed as a love. Oh incurable

fear to lose the love of the consort for his/her lust and of others. You are not surer than the

possession of the heart of the bridegroom or his/her bride, from when lust is in the world. And you

tremble and you cry and you become insane of jealousy, assassins sometimes to avenge a

betrayal, desperate that time, abulics in certain cases, insane in others.

Here that you have made Satan to the children of God. These, that you have contaminated,

would have known the joy to have children without having pain, the joy to have been born without

the fear of the to die. But you are now won in a Woman and for the Woman. From now on who will

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love Her it will return to be of God overcoming your temptations to be able to look at Her

immaculate purity. From now on not could conceive without pain, the mothers will have Her for

consolation. From now on they will have Her the brides as Guide and the dying ones as Mother.

For which sweet it will be the to die on that breast that is shield against you, Accursed, and against

the judgment of God.

Maria (note of mine: Valtorta), small voice, you have seen the birth of the Child of the Virgo

and the birth to the Sky of the Virgo. You have seen therefore that to the without guilt it is unknown

the punishment of the to give to the life and the punishment of the to give himself/herself to the

death. But if to the super innocent Mother of God the perfection of the celestial gifts was reserved,

to everybody, that in the First ones they had been innocent and God's children, it would have come

to procreate without pains, as it was correct to have known how to join and to conceive without

lust, and the to die without troubles.

The sublime revenge of God on the revenge of Satan has been the to bring at perfection of

the dearest creature to a super perfection, that annulled at least in one every memory of humanity,

susceptible to the poison of Satan, for which not from chaste embrace of man but from divine

embrace, that the Spirit makes astonished in the ecstasy of the Fire, it would have come the Child.

The Virginity of the Virgo!...

You come. Meditate this deep virginity, that gives in to the contemplate it dizziness of

abyss! What is it the poor forced virginity of the woman that any man has gotten married? Less

that nothing. What the virginity of that that wanted to be virgin to be of God, but she knows how to

be only it in the body and not in the spirit, in which she allows to enter so many extraneous

thoughts and caress and accept caresses of human thoughts? It starts to be a larva of virginity. But

well a little still. What is it the virginity of a claustral that she lives only of God? A lot. But it is not

always perfect virginity in comparison to that of my Mother.

A matrimony has always been, also in the more saint. That of the origin between the Spirit

and the Guilt. That that only the Baptism loosens. It loosens, but, as of woman separated by death

of the bridegroom, it doesn't give total virginity which was that of the First ones before the Sin. A

scar stays and aches, making memory of itself, and it is always ready to blossom again in sore as

certain diseases that periodically their viruses intensify. In the Virgo there is not this sign of

dissolved matrimony with the Guilt. Her Soul appears beautiful and intact as when her Father

thought her gathering in Her all the graces.

It is the Virgo. It is the Only one. It is the Perfect one. It is the Complete one. Thought such.

Been such. Crowned such. Eternally such. It is the Virgo. It is the abyss of the intangibility, of the

purity, of the grace, that loses it in the abyss from which it has sprung: in God, Intangibility, Purity,

Grace very perfect.

Here is the God's trine and one revenge. Against to the creatures profaned Him it lifts this

Stella of perfection. Against the unhealthy curiosity, this Averse, pleased only to love God. Against

the science of the Evil, this sublime Ignorant person. In Her it is not only ignorance of the

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depressed love; it is not only ignorance of the love that God had given to the men that get married.

But still more. In Her it is the ignorance of the stimulus. Inheritance of the Sin. In Her there is only

the icy and incandescent wisdom of the divine love. Fire that armors of ice the flesh, because be

transparent mirror to the altar where a God marries him a Virgo, and he doesn't lose heart,

because His Perfection embraces That that, as it suits it to a bride, it is of only a point inferior to

the Bridegroom, to Him subject because Woman, but without stain as Him it is >>.

2. Jesus says (You see the pages 33/34 of the 1 st volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria

Valtorta, editions CEV srl, 03036 Island of the Liri (FR): << Salomon makes to tell the Wisdom: "

Who little boy is comes to me." And really from the fortress, from the walls of his city, the eternal

Wisdom told the eternal Young girl: “ You come to Me ". It burned to have Her. Later on, the Son of

the pure Young Girl will say: You " Allow to come to Me the children, since the Kingdom of the

Skies is their and who doesn't become similar to them it won't have part in my Kingdom." It is

rumoured and, while the voice from the Sky shouts to tiny Maria: " You come to Me ", the voice of

the Man says, and He thinks about his Mother in to say it:" You come to Me if you know how to be

little boys ".

I give you the model in My Mother. Here is the perfect young girl with the simple and pure

heart of a dove, here is That that years of worldly contacts don’t make wild in a barbarism of

corrupted spirit, tortuous, liar. Because She doesn't want it. You come to Me looking at Maria. You

that you see her tell me: is its look of infant very different from that you saw to her at the feet of the

Cross, or in the exultation of the Pentecost, or in the time that the eyelids went down on its eye of

gazelle for the last sleep? No. Here it is the uncertain look and surprised of the infant, then it will

be the surprised one and modest of the Announced one, and then that blessed of the Mother of

Bethlehem, and then that adoring of the My before sublime Disciple Woman, then that torn of the

Tortured of the Golgota, then the radiant glance of the Resurrection and Pentecost, then that

veiled by the ecstatic sleep of the last vision. But, both that opens at the first sights, both that it

closes tired on the last light, after so much have seen of joy and of horror, the eye is the calm,

pure, placid edge of sky that always shines equal under the forehead of Maria. Anger, lie,

haughtiness, lust, hate, curiosities, don't dirty it never of their smoky clouds.

It is the eye that looks at God with love, both that she cry or laughs, and that for love of God

she caresses and it forgives and all bears, and by the love for her God it is done unassailable to

the assaults of the Evil, that so many times use the eye to penetrate in the heart. The pure eye,

restful, blessing that have the pure ones, the saints, God's persons in love.>>.

I have told it: " Light of your body it is the eye. If the eye is pure, everything of your body will

be illuminated. But if the eye is turbid, all of your person will be in the darkness." The saints have

had this eye that is light to the Spirit and salvation to the flesh, because as Maria they don't have

that for the whole life looked at God. Rather more they are still remembered of God. I will explain

you, small voice ( note of mine: Maria Valtorta), what it is the sense of this word of mine >>.

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3. You see the pages 34-38 of the quoted 1 st Volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria

Valtorta, CEV srl, 03036 Isola del Liri (FR)

Jesus says:

<< ... But Maria was not only the Pure one the new Eva recreated for joy of God: it was the Super

Eva, it was the Masterpiece of the Tall One, it was the flood of Grace, it was the Mother of the Verb

in the mind of God. " Source of the Wisdom " says Jesus Bar Sirac " it is the Verb ". Won't his Son

have, therefore, put on the lip of his Mother his wisdom? If to a prophet, that had to say the words

that the Verb, the Wisdom, submit him to tell them to the men, the mouth was purified with the

ardent carbons, won't it have the Love to its infant Bride that had to bring the Word, done clean

and excited the power of speech, because she not more spoke as a child and then as woman, but

only and always as celestial creature, melted to the big light and wisdom of God? The miracle is

not in the superior intelligence shown in childish age by Maria, as then by Me. The miracle it is in

to contain the endless Intelligence that it lived in, in the fit banks to not astonish the crowds, and

not to wake up the satanic attention. I will still speak on this, that re-enters "in the to remember"

that the saints have of God >>.

4. You see the pages 45-46 of the quoted 1 st volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria

Valtorta, CEV srl, 03036 Isola del Liri (FR)

Jesus says:

<<.. The High Priest had said: " It walks in my presence and be perfect ". The High Priest didn't

know that he talked to the Woman to inferior in perfection only to God. But he spoke in the name of

God and therefore sacred it was his order. Always sacred, but particularly to the Full One of

Wisdom.

Maria had deserved that the " Wisdom prevented her and appeared her first “, because "

from the beginning of its day She had stayed awake at its door and, desiring to instruct Herself for

love, She wanted to be pure also to achieve the perfect love and to deserve to have her ( our note:

the Wisdom )as Teacher ".

In Her humility She didn't know to possess it before to have been born and that the union

with the Wisdom was not that a to continue the divine throb of the Heaven. She could not imagine

this. And when in the silence of the God’s heart She told Her sublime words, humbly She thought

they were thoughts of pride, and raising an innocent heart to God begged: " Pity of your maid, my

Lord!". Oh! Really that the true Wise, the eternal Virgo, has had a sole thought since the dawn of

her day: " To turn to God her heart since the morning of the life and to stay awake for the Lord,

praying in front of the Tall One ", asking forgiveness for the weakness of her heart, as its humility

suggested her to believe, and she didn't know to anticipate the request of forgiveness for the

sinners, that She would have done at the feet of the Cross together with the dying Son. " When

then the great Lord will want it, She will be filled with the Spirit of intelligence " and She will

understand then Her sublime mission. For now it is not that a Child, that laces in the sacred peace

of the Temple, connects again more and more tightened its conversations, its affections, its

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memoirs with God. This is for everybody. But for you, doesn't small Maria (note of mine: Valtorta)

have anything special to say your Teacher? " It walks in my presence, be therefore perfect ". I

slightly modify the sacred sentence and I give it for you as order. Perfect in the love, perfect in the

generosity, perfect in to suffer. It looks once more at the Mother. And it meditates on what so many

ignore, or they want to ignore, because the pain it is subject too much unpleasant to their palate

and their spirit. The pain. Maria has been having it since the first hours of the life. To be perfect as

Her was, it was to also possess a perfect sensibility. Therefore more acute it had to be Her the

sacrifice. But for this most meritorious. Who possesses purity it possesses love, who possesses

love it possesses wisdom, who possesses wisdom it possesses generosity and heroism, because

he/she knows the reason he sacrifices himself. Aloft your Spirit even if the cross curve yourself,

breaks yourself, it kills you. God is with you >>.

8. The death of Gioacchino and Ann, You see the pages 46-49 of the aforesaid 1 st volume

of the Gospel of Maria Valtorta.

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9. Maria's hymn, You see the pages 49/54 of the aforesaid 1 st volume of the Gospel of

Maria Valtorta: "… I have not seen anything else other than a well young Maria, a twelve year-old

Maria at the most, whose small face doesn't have those roundness anymore proper of the

childhood, but it already discloses the futures contours of the woman in the oval that lengthens.

Also hair is not loosened on the neck anymore with their light ringlets, but they are picked in two

heavy plaits of a pale gold - it seems mixed to silver so much they are clear - along the shoulders

and they actually go down to the sides. The face is more thoughtful, more mature, for how much

be always a young girl face, a beautiful and pure young girl that, all dressed of white, sews in a tiny

small room and all white, from whose wide open window it is seen the imposing and central

building of the Temple and then the whole descent of the staircases, of the courtyards, of the

porticos and, over the boundaries of the walls, the city with its streets and houses and gardens

and, at the end, the gibbous and green top of the olive grove mountain. She sews and She sings in

a low voice. I don't know if it were a sacred canticle. It says: <<As a star inside a clear water it

shines after all me a light at the bottom of the heart. Since the infancy from me it doesn't separate

and softly it drives me with love. At the bottom of the heart it is a song. Does it ever come from

where? Man you don't know it. From where it rests the Saint. I look at my clear star neither I want

what that is not, even though the thing sweetest and dear, that this sweet light that is mine. You

have brought me from the tall Skies, Star, within a mother’s breast. You now live in me, but beyond

the veils I see you, o glorious face of the Father. When to your maid you will give the honor to be

humble handmaid of the Savior? He sends, from the Sky He sends to us the Messiah. Accept, holy

Father, Maria's offer >>...Enter Ann di Fanuel ….<< Did you pray? It ever is not enough for you the

prayer?>>. << The prayer would be enough for me, but I talk to God. Ann, you cannot know how I

feel Him nearby to me. More than near in the heart. God forgives me such haughtiness. But I don't

feel me alone… Not do fear that the pride blind me making me think what I now tell you. I look at

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her (note of mine :I think that Maria refers Herself to Her Divine Spark or Drop 6 ) , neither there is

humble servant in the people of God that looks more humbly at the House of his/her Lord as me I

look at it, convinced to be the scantiest of everybody. But what do I see? A veil. What do I think

beyond the Veil? A Tabernacle. What, in that? But if I look me in the heart, here, I see God shine in

His glory of love and to tell me: I love " you ", and I tell Him: I love " you" and me melt and I

recreate me to every heartbeat in this mutual kiss … I am in the middle of you, teachers and dear

companions. But a circle of flame isolates me from you. Within the circle God and me. And I see

you through the Fire of God and so I love you ...but I cannot love you according to the flesh,

neither never some I can love according to the flesh. But only this that loves me, and according to

the Spirit. I know my fate. The secular Law of Israel wants of every young girl a bride and of every

bride a mother. But me, also obeying the Law, I obey the voice that tells me: "I want you", and

virgin I am and I will be. How can I will do it? This sweet invisible Presence that is with me will help

me, since It wants such thing. I don't fear. I don't have father and mother anymore….only the

Eternal knows how in that pain it burnt how much me I had of human. It burnt with atrocious pain. I

don't have now that God. To Him therefore I obey blindly. Already I would also have done it against

father and mother, because the voice instructs me that who wants to follow her he/she must pass

beyond father and mother, loving watches of watch around the walls of the filial heart, that want to

conduct to the joy according to their ways... and they don't know that there are other ways, whose

joy is their infinite…. I would left dresses and mantle, also to follow the voice that tells me: " Come

oh my dear oh my bride! " All I would have left them; and the pearls of the tears, because I would

have cried to owe to disobey him, and my blood's rubies, for also the death I would have

challenged for following the Voice that calls, they would have them said that there is something

greater of the love of a father and a mother, and more sweet, and it is the Voice of God. But its will

has now loosened also me from this string of filial pity. String would not already have been. They

were two righteous and certain God talked in them as to me He speaks. They would have followed

justice and truth…. When the time will be, I will tell the bridegroom my secret…and he will

welcome it>>. << But Maria… which words will you find for persuading him? You will have

against you a man's love, the Law and the life>>. << I will have with me God… God will open the

heart of the bridegroom to the light…the life it will lose its stings of sense becoming a pure flower

that has odor of charity. The Law…Anna, not to tell me blasphemer. I think that the Law is to be

changed soon. From who, do you think, if it is divine? From the One that to change it is able to.

From God. The time is close more than you doesn't think, I tell you it. Because, reading Daniel, a

big light is made me coming from the center of the heart, and the mind it has understood the sense

of the arcane words… so that I say: "close it is the time that it will hear to wail the Born from a

Virgo." O wanted, this Light that loves me, tell me, since so many things tells me, where the Happy

is that will give birth to the Child of God and the Messiah to her people! Walking barefoot I would

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cross the Earth, neither cold and intense cold, neither dust and summer heat, neither wild beasts

and hunger would make me obstacle to reach Her and to tell her: " You grant to your maid and to

the maid of the servants of the Christ to live under your roof. I will turn the millstone and the tight

spot as slave to the millstone put me as herdswoman to your flock as the woman who cleanses the

diapers to your Born, put me in your kitchens, put me at your ovens. where you want, but

welcome me. That I see Him! Hears the voice of Him! Me receives His look ". ..<< You should be

the Mother of the Christ, you that love Him this way! It is for this that you want to be virgin? << Oh!

No. I am poverty and dust. I don't dare to lift the look toward the Gloria. It is for this that more than

the double Veil, beyond which I know how to be the invisible Presence of Jehova, I love to look

within my heart. There it is the terrible God of the Sinai. Here, in me, I see our Father, a loving face

which it smiles at me and it blesses me, because I am small as a birdie....

7. Jesus says ( you see the pages 54/56 of said 1 st volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria

Valtorta): << Maria remembered of God. She dreamt of God. She believed to dream. It didn't do

that to see again how much Her spirit had seen in the splendor of the Sky of God, in the instant in

which She had been created for being united to the flesh conceived on the Earth. It shared with

God, even though in very smaller way, as justice it wanted, one of the qualities of God. That to

remember, to see and to foresee for the attribute of the powerful and perfect intelligence, because

not injured by the Guilt. The man is created in the image and similarity of God. One of the

similarities are in the possibility, for the Spirit, to remember, to see and to foresee. This explains

the faculty to read in the future. Faculty that comes, for want of God, a lot of times and directly,

others for memory that gets up as sun on one morning, illuminating a datum point of the horizon of

the centuries already seen by the breast of God…But for possessing the Spirit, the Grace is

needed. But, to possess the Truth and Science, the Grace is needed. But, to have with us his/her

Father, the Grace it is needed. Tent in which the Three People do abode. Propitiatory on which

places the Eternal and He speaks, not from in the cloud, but disclosing His Face to the faithful

Son. The saints are remembered of God. Of the words heard in the creative Mind that the

Goodness resuscitates in their heart to raise them as eagles in the contemplation of the Truth, in

the knowledge of the time. Maria was the Flood of Grace. The whole Grace one and trine it was in

Her. The whole Grace one and trine it prepared her as bride for the wedding as thalamus to the

issue, as divine to her maternity and her mission. It is the woman that concludes the cycle of the

prophetesses of the Old Testament and it opens that of the "God's spokesman" in the New

Testament. True ark of the Word of God, looking for ever in her breast inviolate, She discovered,

traced by the finger of God on her immaculate heart, the words of eternal science, and she

remembered, as all the saints, to have her already hear in the being procreated with her immortal

spirit by God Father Creator of everything it has life. And, if not everything remembered of her

future mission, this was because in every human perfection God leaves some gaps, for law of a

divine prudence, that is goodness and that it is worth for and toward the creature. Second Eva,

Maria has had to conquer herself her part of worth in the being the Mother of the Christ, with a

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loyal, good will, that God has also wanted in His Christ to make him Redeemer. The spirit of Maria

was in the Sky. The her moral and her flesh on the Earth, and they had to stamp the ground and

the flesh to reach the spirit and to connect it to the Spirit in the fertile embrace >>.

8. Maria confides her vote to the High Priest (You see the pages 57/60 of said first volume

of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta ).

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9. Joseph was selected as bridegroom of the Virgo ( You see the pages 60/65 of said first

volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta.

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10. Wedding of the Virgo with Joseph, instructed by the Wisdom to be custodian of the

Mystery (You see the pages 66/72 of said first volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta.

<<...Be pleased Maria. Because you don't be orphan because yours are still with you and you

have a bridegroom that for you he father and mother, so much he is perfect…". Oh! Yes! This is

true. Of him I am not able me certain to be sorry. In less of two months he has come twice, and

today it comes for the third one, challenging rains and windy time, to take orders from me…You

think: orders! Me that I am a poor woman and of him so much more young! And nothing has

denied me. Rather neither it even attends that I ask. It seems that an angel tells him what I desire,

and he tell me before I speak. The last time has said: " Maria, I think that you prefer to be in your

fatherly house. Since you are daughter heir, you can do it, if you like it. I will come in your house.

Only, to observe the rite, you will go for a week in the house of Alfhaeus, my brother. Maria 7

already loves yourself so much. And from there the evening of the wedding the procession will

depart that will bring you home ". It is not kind? He has not even cared to let the people say that he

doesn't have a house that I like…. I would like it any case, because there is him in it, so much a

good person. But sure… I prefer my house…for the childhood memories...Oh! It is good Joseph.

" What has he said about the vote? You didn't tell me nothing yet." Nothing has opposed. Rather

known the reasons of it, he has said: " I will unite my sacrifice to yours ".

He is " a young man saint! ", Ann of Phanuel says.

The "young man saint" it enters this point accompanied by Zechariah.

It is literally splendid. All in yellow gold, an oriental sovereign seems. A splendid belt supports

purse and dagger, the one of Moroccan and embroideries in gold, the other in scabbard also of

Moroccan with gold friezes. In head a turban, or rather the usual cloth put still to hood as they have

it certain peoples of Africa, the Bedouins for example, kept to set by a precious circle a thread of

thin gold to which they are tied up small bundles of myrtle. He has a new mantle, full of fringes, in

which he is draped with majesty, and he is flashing of joy. Between the hands he has small

bundles of myrtle in flower

" Peace to you, bride mine! “ he greets. " Peace to all ". And, had the regard of answer, he says " I

have seen your joy that day that I have given you the branch of your garden. I have thought to

7 ( note of mine: Alfhaeus’ wife )

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bring you the myrtle, cultured near the cave to you so much dear. I wanted to bring you the roses,

that put already the first flowers against your house. But the roses don't last in more days of trip. I

should arrived with thorns. And me to you, dear, I want to offer only roses, and of perfumed soft

flowers to scatter the walk, because on them you set the foot without finding filth or sourness ".

Oh! Thanks to you, good! As have been you able to make it come fresh this way?

I have tied a vase to the saddle and inside I have put the branches of the flowers in bud. Along the

walk they are in bloom. Here they are, Maria. Your forehead be garlanded of purity, the bride's

symbol, but always, always so much smaller than that it is you in heart "....

All is ready. While they are attending I don't know what, Joseph says (it tells it setting apart

himself/herself a few with Maria): “I have thought in this time about your vote. I have told you that I

share it with you. But the more I think of it the more I understand than the temporary nazarite 8 it

is not enough, although renewed more times. I have understood you Maria. Not yet worth the word

of the Light. But a murmur comes. And this makes me read your secret, at least in the strongest

lines. I am an ignorant poor man Maria. I am a poor worker. I don't know about literature and I don't

have treasures. But to your feet I put my treasure. In perpetual. My absolute chastity, to be worthy

of to be nearby you, God's Virgo, sister my bride, closed garden, sealed source ", as our ancestor

says, that wrote perhaps the Hymn seeing you.… I will be the keeper of this garden of aromas, in

which they are the most precious fruits and from which a spring of alive water gushes out with

sweet impetus: your sweetness, oh bride that with your innocence you have conquered me the

spirit oh all beautiful. Beautiful more than an aurora, sun that you shine since it shines you the

heart, o all love for your God and for the world, to which you want to give the Savior with your

sacrifice of woman. You come, my beloved " and he gently picks her by the hand, driving her

toward the door…>>

11. The bride and bridegroom reach Nazareth. ( You see the pages 73/77 of said first

volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta).

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12. The Annunciation (You see the pages 79/82 of said first volume of the Gospel revealed

to Maria Valtorta): " What I see: Maria, a very young girl, fifteen years old at the most at the aspect,

it is in a small rectangular room. A true room of a young girl… The song changes it in prayer: <<

Lord Tall God, not to delay any further sending your Servant to bring the peace on the Earth. It

arouses the propitious time and the pure and fertile virgin for the advent of your Christ. Father,

Father Saint, grants to your maid to offer its life to this purpose. Grant to die me after having seen

your Light and your Justice on the Earth and to have known that the Redemption is finished. O

Holy Father, sends the Sigh of the Prophets to the Earth. You sends the Redeemer to your maid.

That in the time in which ceases my day, opens for me your Abode, because its doors have

already been opened by your Christ for all those people who have hoped in You. You come, you

come, o the Lord's Spirit. You come to your believers that wait for you. Come Prince of the

8 ( note of mine: Judean that devotes himself to God with abstinence votes

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Peace! ... >>. Maria stays absorbed so… The curtain palpitates stronger, as if someone behind to

it he/she ventilated with something or he/she shook it to remove it. And a white light of fused pearl

to pure silver does clearer the walls slightly pale yellow, more alive the colors of the cloths, more

spiritual the face lifted of Maria. In the light, and without the curtain is removed on the mystery that

ends - it doesn't palpitate anymore rather, it hangs well rigid against jambs, as if it were wall that

isolates the inside from the outside - the Archangel prostrates him. It necessarily has to assume

human aspect. But it is an aspect ultra human. Of which flesh is it composed this very beautiful

and lightening figure? Of which substance has He materialized it God to make it sensitive to the

senses of the Virgo? Only God can possess these substances and to use them in such perfect

way. It is a face, it is a body, they are eyes, mouth, hair and hands as ours. But they are not our

opaque Matter. It is a light that it has taken color of flesh, of eyes, of hair, of lips, a light that moves

and it smiles and it looks and it speaks.

<< Hail, Maria, Grace's flood, hail! >> The voice is a sweet arpeggio as of pearls thrown on a

precious metal. Maria starts and it lowers the look. And She starts more when she sees the radiant

creature knelt at one meter around of distance from Her and that, with the cross hands on the

breast, it looks at her with an endless veneration. Maria jumps standing and tightens her at the

wall. She becomes pale and red alternatively. Her face expresses amazement and dismay. She

unconsciously presses the hands on the breast hiding them under the wide sleeves, it almost

bends down to hide the more possible her body. An action of gentle modesty. << No. Don't be

afraid. The Lord is with you! You are blessed among all the women>>. But Maria keeps on fearing.

From where has come that extraordinary being ? It is an envoy of God or the deceiver? << Don't

be afraid, Maria!>> it repeats the Archangel. << I am Gabriel the angel of God. My Lord has sent

me to you. Don't be afraid, because you have found grace near God. And now you will conceive in

the womb and you will give birth to a Child and you will set him name "Jesus." These it will be

great, he will have called Son of the Tall One (and such it will be indeed) and the Lord God it will

give him the throne of David his father and it will reign for ever on the house of Jakob, and its

kingdom will never have end. You understand or holy Virgo loved by the Lord, blessed daughter of

Him, called to be Mother of his Child, what Child you will procreate >>. << How can it happen this if

I don't know man? Perhaps that the Lord God doesn't welcome any more the offer of its maid and

He doesn't want me virgin for love of Him? >>. << Not for good work of man you will be Mother oh

Maria. You are the eternal Virgo the Saint of God. The Holy Spirit will go down in you and the

power of the Tall One it will shadow you. Therefore Saint will be called He who it will be born from

you and Son of God. Everything it can the Lord our God. Elizabeth, the sterile one, in her old age

she has conceived a child that will be the prophet of your Child, he who prepare the ways of it. The

Lord has raised to this her opprobrium, and its memory will stay in the peoples connected to your

name as the name of its creature to that of your Saint and up to the end of the centuries the

peoples they will call you blessed for the Grace of the Lord arrival up to you and to you especially;

come to the people for your mean. Elizabeth is in her sixth month and her weight she lifts her to

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the joy, and more she will lift her when she will know your joy. Nothing is impossible to God, Maria,

Grace's flood. What must I tell my Lord? You don't upset yourself thought of sort. He will protect

his affairs if to Him you submit yourself. The world, the Sky, the Eternal, waits your word!>>. Maria,

crossing in turn the hands on the breast and bending herself in a depth bow, it says: <<Here is

God's handmaid. Be done to me according to your word! >>. The angel sparkles by the joy. He

adores, since certain he sees the Spirit of God lower on the Virgo it bends in the adhesion, and

then it disappears without moving curtain, but leaving it well pull on the holy Mystery “.

12. The disobedience of Eva and the obedience of Maria (page 84/91 of said first volume of

the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta).

Jesus says: "…Lucifer was angel, the most beautiful of the angels. Perfect spirit, inferior to

God only. Yet in his bright being it was born a vapor of haughtiness that he does not dissipate. But

rather it condensed brooding it. And from this incubation the Evil was born. It was before the man

was. God had fallen him out the Heaven, the accursed Incubator of the Evil, this soiler of the

Heaven. But it has remained the eternal Incubator of the Evil and, not could dirty the Heaven

anymore, the Earth has dirtied. That metaphoric plant is to show this truth. God had told the man

and the woman: “ You know all the laws and the mysteries of the Creation. But you don't want to

usurp me the right to be the Creator of the man. My love will be enough to propagate the human

stock that will circulate in you, and without lust of sense but for only throb of charity it will arouse

the new Adams of the stock. All I give you. Only I reserve Myself this mystery of the formation of

the man ".

Satan has wanted to take away this intellectual virginity to the man, and with its serpentine

language he has blandished and caressed limbs and eyes of Eva, arousing reflexes and

acuteness of it that before she didn't have, because the Malice had not poisoned them yet. "she

saw ". And seeing wanted to try. The flesh was aroused. Oh! if had called God! If she was raced to

tell Him: " Father! I am sick. The Snake has caressed me and disturbance is in me ". The Father

would have purified her and recovered with His breath, that, as He had infused her life, He could

again infuse her innocence, making her forget of the serpentine toxic and rather putting in her the

repugnance for the Snake, as it is in those that an evil has attacked and that, recovered of that

evil, they bring an instinctive repugnance of it. But Eva doesn't go to the Father. Eva returns to the

Snake. That sensation is sweet for her. " Seeing that the fruit of the tree was good to eat and

beautiful to the eye and pleasant to the aspect, she gathered it and she ate of it. And “she

understood". By now the malice it had gone down to bite her bowel. She saw with new eyes, and

she heard with new ears the uses and the voices of the brutes. And she craved for them with

insane greed. It began alone the sin. It completed it with the companion. That's why on the woman

it weighs greater sentence. It is for her that the man is become rebellious to God and that he has

known lust and death. It is for her that he has not known how to dominate his three kingdoms

anymore: of the spirit because he has allowed that the spirit disobeyed to God; of the moral one,

because he has allowed that the passions ruled over him; of the flesh because it degraded it to the

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instinctive laws of the brutes. " The Snake has seduced me “ Eva says." " The woman has offered

me the fruit and me I have eaten of it ", Adam says. And triplex cupidity seizes since then the three

kingdoms of the man. There is not that the Grace that succeeds in loosening the hold of this

merciless monster. And, if it is alive, intense, maintained more and more long live from the will of

the faithful Son, it reaches to squeeze the monster and not to have to fear of nothing anymore. Not

of the inside tyrants, or rather of the flesh and of the passions; not of the external tyrants, or rather

of the world and of the powerful persons of the world. Not of the persecutions. Not of the death. It

is as the apostle Paul says: " None of these things I fear, neither I hold on to my life more than me,

provided that I complete my mission and the ministry received by the Lord Jesus to make

testimony to the Gospel of the Grace of God ".

Maria says: <<In the joy, since when I have understood the mission to which God called me

I was full of joy, my heart it opened as a shut lily and spread that blood that was clod to the Germ

of the Lord. Joy to be mother. I had devoted to God from the first age, because the light of the Tall

One had illuminated me the cause of the evil of the world and I had wanted, for how much in my

power was, to cancel the trace of Satan.

I didn't know to be Without Stain. I could not think about being it. The solo to think it would

have been conceitedness and haughtiness, because been born by human parents, it was not me

permissible to think that really I was the Chosen to be the Without Stain. The Spirit of God had

instructed me on the pain of the Father in front of the corruption of Eva, that had wanted to

dishearten itself, creature of grace, at a level of inferior creature. It was in me the intention to

sweeten that pain bringing back my flesh to the angelic purity with to put aside me inviolate from

thoughts, desires and human contacts. Only for Him my throb of love, only to Him my being. But, if

it were not in me burning thirst of flesh, it was still there however the sacrifice not to be mother.

The maternity, deprived of how much now disheartens it, it had also been granted from the

Creator Father to Eva. Sweet and pure maternity without heaviness of sense! I have tried out it! Of

how much Eva deprives herself renouncing this wealth! More than of the immortality. And it doesn't

seem you exaggeration. My Jesus, and with Him me, his Mother, we have known the languor of

the death. Me the sweet languor of whom tired it falls asleep. Him the atrocious languor of whom

dies for his sentence. Therefore also to us death has come. But the maternity, without violations of

sort, it has come to me alone, new Eva, because I could tell the world of which sweetness it was

the woman's fate called to be mother without pain of flesh. And the desire of this pure maternity

could be and it was also in the virgin all of God, since it is the glory of the woman. If you think,

then, in what honor was kept the mother woman near the Israelis, still more you can think what

sacrifice I had completed consecrating me to this deprivation.

Now to His maid the Eternal Good gave this gift without taking away from me the innocence

of which I had dressed myself for being flower on its throne. And me of it rejoiced with the double

joy to be mother of a man and to be Mother of God.

Joy to be That for which peace was consolidated between Sky and Earth.

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Oh! To have desired this peace for love of God and of neighbor, and to know that through

me, poor handmaid of the Powerful person, it came to the world! To say: "Oh! Men you don't cry

anymore. I bring in me the secret that will do you happy. I cannot tell you it, because it is sealed in

me, in my heart, as He is Child is closed in the breast inviolate. But I already bring you him among

you, but every hour that it passes it is more neighbor the moment in which you will see Him and

you will know the holy Name of it." Joy to have made happy God: joy of believer for her God done

happy.

Oh! The to have removed from the heart of God the bitterness of the disobedience of Eva!

Of the haughtiness of Eva! Of her incredulity!

My Jesus has explained of which guilt the first Couple got stained. I have annulled that guilt

remaking backwards, to ascend, the stages of her descent.

The principle of the guilt was in the disobedience. " Do not eat and do not touches of that

tree " He had said God. And the man and the woman, the kings of the Creation, that were able of

everything to touch and to eat except of that, because God wanted to render them inferior to the

angels only, but they didn't keep in mind of that prohibition. The plant: the mean to try the

obedience of His children. What is the obedience to the command of God? It is good, because

God doesn't command but the good. What is the disobedience? It is evil, because it puts the mind

in the disposition of rebellion on which Satan can operate.

Eva goes to the plant from which its good would have come with to escape it, or her evil

with to approach it. She goes dragged by the childish curiosity to see that it had in itself of special,

from the imprudence that it makes her seem useless the command of God, since she is strong and

pure, queen of the Eden, in which everything obeys her and in which nothing can do her some evil.

Her conceitedness ruin herself. The conceitedness is already yeast of haughtiness.

At the plant she finds the Seducer, which, to her inexperience, to her virgin so beautiful

inexperience, to her ill protected from her inexperience, he sings the song of the lie. “ Do you

believe that here be of the evil? No. God has told you it, because he wants to hold you slaves of

his power. Do you believe to be king? You are not even free as it is it the beast. To it is granted to

love themselves of true love. Not to you. To it is granted to be creator as God. It will produce

children and he/she will see to grow to his/her liking the family. Not to you. To you denied it is this

joy. To that advantage therefore to make you man and woman if you must live in such way? You

are gods. Don't you know which joy it is the being two in an alone flesh, that creates a third and a

lot of more third? You don't believe in the promises of God to have joy of posterity seeing his/her

children create new families, leaving for them father and mother. He has given you a larva of life:

true life is to know the laws of the life. Then you will be similar to gods and you can tell God: We

are " your equals ".

And seduction is continued, because there was no wish to break it, but rather will to

continue it and to know what was not in the man. Here that the forbidden tree becomes, to the

race, really deadly, because from its branches hangs the fruit of the bitterness to know that it

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comes from Satan. And the woman becomes female, and with the yeast of the satanic knowledge

in heart, she goes to corrupt Adam. Degraded so the flesh, depraved the moral one, degraded the

spirit, they knew the pain and the death of the spirit private of the Grace, and of the flesh private of

the immortality. And the wound of Eva produced the suffering, that won't appease it until the last

couple it won't be extinct on the Earth.

I have backtracking the way of the two sinners. I have obeyed. In all the ways I have

obeyed. God had asked me to be virgin. I have obeyed. Loved the virginity, that did me pure as the

first of the women, before knowing Satan, God has asked me to be bride. I have obeyed, bringing

the marriage to that degree of purity that was in the thought of God when He had created the two

First. Convinced to be destined to the loneliness in the marriage and to the scorn of the neighbor

for my holy sterility, God now asked me to be Mother. I have obeyed. I have believed that this was

possible and that that word came from God, because peace spread in me in to hear it. I have not

thought: “I are deserved it ". I do not told me: “The world will now admire me, because I am similar

to God creating the flesh of God ". No. I have annihilated myself in the humility.

Joy has gushed out me from the heart as a stem of in bloom rose. But it immediately

adorned itself of acute thorns and I was squeezed in the tangle of the pain as that branches that

are wrapped up in the tangle of the convolvulus. The pain of the pain of the bridegroom: here is the

narrow passage of mine to rejoice. The pain of the pain of my Son: here are the thorns of mine to

rejoice. Eva wanted the enjoyment, the triumph, the liberty. I accepted the pain, the annihilation,

the slavery. I renounced my calm life, to the respect of the bridegroom, to my proper liberty. I was

not me laid nothing. I became the handmaid of God in the flesh, in the moral one, in the spirit, not

only submitting me to Him for the virgin conception, but for the defense of my honor, for the

consolation of the bridegroom, for the mean with which to also bring him to the sublimation of the

married life, for doing of us those people that give back the lost dignity to the man and the woman.

I embraced the will of the Lord for me, for the bridegroom, for my creature. I said: "Yes" for

everybody three, certain that God would not have lied to His promise to assist me in my pain of

bride, that she is seen judged guilty, of mother that is seen to procreate for giving her Child to the

pain.

"Yes" I have said. Yes only. That "yes" it has annulled the "no" of Eva to the command of

God. " Yes, Lord, as You want. I will live as You want. I will rejoice if You want. I will suffer for that

that You want. Yes, always yes, my Lord, from the moment in which your ray was made me Mother

up to the moment in which you called me to You. Yes, always yes. All the voices of the flesh, all the

passions of the moral one under the weight of mine perpetual yes. And upon, as a pedestal of

diamond, my spirit to which they miss wings to fly up to You, but it is lord of the whole self, tamed

and Your servant. I serve in the joy, I serve in the pain. But you smile, oh God, and be happy. The

Guilt is defeated. It is took away, it is destroyed. It lies under my heel, it has washed in my

weeping, destroyed by my obedience. From my breast will be born the new tree that will bring the

Fruit that will know the whole Evil, to have suffered it in Itself, and He will give the whole Good. To

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this the men can come, and I will be happy if they will gather, also without thinking that it is born

from me. Provided that the man saves him and God is beloved, does it of his handmaid that that it

does it of the clod on which a tree rises: step to climb."

Maria, (note of mine: The Lady turns her to the Valtorta), it always needs to know how to be

step because the other ones climb to God. If they tread on us, it has done nothing. Provided that

they succeeds in going to the Cross. It is the new tree that the fruit of the knowledge of the Good

and the Evil has, because it tells the man what it is badly and what is well because He knows how

to choose and to live, and it knows at the same time how to do of itself liqueur to recover the

poisoned from the wanted evil to taste. Our heart under to the feet of the men, provided that the

number of the redeemed ones grows and the Blood of my Jesus is not poured out without fruit.

Here is the fate of the handmaids of God. But then we deserve to receive in the womb the holy

Host and at the feet of the Cross, soaked of His blood and of our weeping to say: " Here, oh

Father, the immaculate Host that we offer you for the health of the world. Look at us oh Father,

fused with It, and for Her endless merits, give us your benediction." And I give you my caress.

Daughter rests. The Lord is with you. >>.

Jesus says: <<The word of my Mother would also should dissipate every hesitancy of

thought in the more clogged in the formulas. I have said: "metaphoric plant." I will now say:

"symbolic plant." You will understand better perhaps. Its symbol is clear: from the as the two

children of God they would have acted in comparison to it, it would be understood as it was in

them tendency to the Good or to the Evil. How turpentine water that tries the gold and balance of

goldsmith that it weighs the carats of it, that plant, become one "mission" for God's command in

regards to it, it has given the measure of the purity of the metal of Adam and Eva.

I already hear your objection: Has not the sentence been excessive and childish the mean

used for reaching to condemn them?". It has not been. A disobedience currently in you, that are

their heirs, it is less serious than it was not for them. But the poison of Satan is always ready to

rise again, as certain diseases that don't totally annul never them in the blood. Them, the two

progenitors, were holders of the Grace without to have ever had brushed against with the

Misfortune. Therefore stronger, more supported by the Grace, that produced innocence and love.

Endless it was the gift that God had given them. Well more serious therefore their fall despite that

gift.

Symbolic also the offered fruit and eaten. It was the fruit of a wanted experience to

complete for satanic instigation against the command of God. I had not interdicted the love to the

men. I exclusively wanted that they were loved without malice; as I loved them with my holiness,

they had to love themselves in holiness of affections, that any lust dirties.

It must not be forgotten that the Grace is light, and who possesses it he/she knows what it

is useful and good to know. The Flood of Grace knew everything, because the Wisdom instructed

her, the Wisdom that is Grace, and she was known how to piously drive. Eva knew therefore what

was good to know. Not over, because it is useless to know what it is not good. She didn't have faith

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in the words of God and it was not faithful in her promise of obedience. She believed in Satan, it

broke the promise, she wanted to know the not good, it loved it without remorse, made the love

that I had given her so saint, a corrupt thing, a degraded thing. Impoverished angel rolled her in

the mud and on the straw, while she could be racing happy among the flowers of the terrestrial

Heaven and to see it bloom around the children, as a plant covers itself with flowers without

bending the head of hair in the slush.

You are not as the foolish little boys that I point out in the Gospel, which they have heard to

sing and the ears are plugged, they have heard to play and they have not danced, they have heard

to cry and they have wanted to laugh. You are not niggardly and you are not deniers. You accept,

you accept without malice and stubbornness, without irony and incredulity, the Light. And enough

on this.

To make you understand how much thankful must be to He who it is dead to raise again

you to the Sky and to win the lust of Satan, has wanted to speak to you, in this time of preparation

to the Easter, of this that it has been the first ring of the chain with which the verb of the Father was

drawn to the death the divine lamb at the slaughter house. I have wanted to speak of it because

now the ninety percent among you is similar to Eva poisoned by the breath and by the word of

Lucifer, and you doesn't live for loving you but to satiate you of sense, you doesn't live for the sky,

but for the mud, you are not creatures anymore endowed with soul and reason but dogs without

soul and without reason. The soul you have killed her and the reason depraved. In truth I tell you

that the brutes overcome you in the honesty of their loves>>.

13. Maria announces the maternity of Elizabeth to Joseph and submits to God the

assignment to justify her ( you see the pages 91-96 of the 1 st volume of the Gospel revealed to

Maria Valtorta, published by CEV srl, 03036 Isola del Liri land (FR), Italy.

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14. Joseph's Passion (you see page 125, from the line 17 of the 1 st volume of the Gospel

revealed to Maria Valtorta up to page 130).

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15. Joseph asks for forgiveness to Maria. Faith, charity and humility to receive God ( you

see the pages 130-134 of the 1 st volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta).

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16. The edict of the census. Teachings on the love to the bridegroom and on the trust in

God (you see the pages 134-139 of the 1 st volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta).

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17. Jesus' birth. Effectiveness of the divine maternity of Maria for the Salvation ( You see

the pages 143-151 of the 1 st volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta).

"..Maria raises the head as for a celestial call and is straightened again in knee. Oh! As is

beautiful here! She lifts the head that seems to shine in the white light of the moon, and a non

human smile transfigures her. What does she see? What ode? What test? Only Her could say how

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much she saw, it felt and it tried in the radiant time of her Maternity. I see only that around Her the

light grows, it grows, it grows. It seems goes down from the Sky, it seems it emanate from the poor

things that are around her, it seems above all that it emanate from Her. Her dress, blue dark, it now

seems of a pale celestial, and the hands and the face seem to make pale blue as those of a

person under the fire of an immense pale sapphire. This color, that it remembers me, although

tenuous, what I see in the visions of the saint Heaven, and what you see in the vision of the arrival

of the Magi, spreads always also more on the things, it dresses them, it purifies them, it does them

splendid. The light is emitted by the body of Maria more and more, it absorbs that some of the

moon, it seems that She attracts in itself that light that can come her from the Sky. By now it is Her

the Depositary of the Light. That Light that must give this Light to the world. And this beatific,

uncontrollable, immeasurable, eternal, divine Light that is to be given, it is announced with a dawn,

a daylight, a choir of tomes of light that they grow, grows as a tide, that they climb, they climb as

an incense, that they go down as a flood, that they stretch it as a veil. The vault, flood of cracks, of

spider’s web, of leaning rubble that is in unstable balance for a miracle of statics, black, smoky,

repellent, it seems the vault of a regal room. Every rock is a silver block, every crack a dart of opal,

every spider’s web a precious canopy silver context and diamonds. A big green lizard, in lethargy

among two boulders, it seems a necklace of emerald forgotten there by a queen; and a cluster of

bats in lethargy, a precious onyx lamp. The hay, that hangs from the tallest manger is not grass

anymore, they are threads and threads of pure silver that tremble in the air with the grace of a

untied head of hair. The inferior manger it is, in its dark wood, a block of burnished silver. The walls

are covered with a brocade in which the snowy whiteness of the silk disappears under the pearly

embroidery of the relief and the ground. what is now the ground? It is a crystal turned on by a

white light. The prominences seem roses of light thrown for homage to the ground; and the holes,

precious cups from which must climb aromas and perfumes. And the light grows more and more. It

is unbearable to the eye. In it disappears, as absorbed by a veiled wall of incandescence the

Virgo… and the Mother emerges of it. Yes. When the light returns to be sustainable to mine for

seeing, I see Maria with Her Child newborn on the arms. A small Child, rosy and chubby, that

gropes and it toddles as with the small hands as a rosebud and with the footsies that would be in

the hollow of a heart of rose; what it wails with a trembling small voice, really of a little lamb been

just born..".

The Virgin Mary says (note of mine: to Maria Valtorta): <<… Me, Maria, has redeemed the

woman with my divine maternity. But it was not that the beginning of the redemption of the woman,

this. Denying me to every human wedding intercourse with the vote of virginity, I had rejected

every lustful satisfaction deserving grace from God. But it was not enough yet. Because the sin of

Eva was tree with four branches: haughtiness, avarice, greediness, lust. And all four had to be

broken off before sterilizing the tree from the roots. Actually humiliating me to the depth, I have

won the haughtiness. I have humbled me in front of everybody. I don't speak of my humility toward

God. This is due to the Tall One by every creature. It had it his Verb. I had to have it me, woman.

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But has you ever thought over which humiliations owed suffer, and without defending me in any

way, from the men? Also Joseph, that was a Righteous, had accused me in his heart. The others,

that righteous they were not, they had sinned of murmuring toward my state, and the noise of their

words had come as bitter wave to break against my humanity.

And they were the first ones of the endless humiliations that my life of Mother of Jesus and

the of human kind they gave me. Humiliations of poverty, refugee's humiliations, humiliations for

reproaches of relatives and friends that, not knowing the truth, they judged weak my way to be

mother toward my Jesus made young man, humiliations in the three years of His office, cruel

humiliations in the time of the Calvary, humiliations until in to have to recognize that I didn't have

the possibility of purchasing place and aromas for the burial of my Child.

I have won the avarice of the Progenitors renouncing in advance of time to my Creature.

A mother never abdicates that forcedly to her creature. Asks her to her heart the country,

the love of a bride or of the same God, she is balky about the separation. It is natural. The child

grows us in the womb and is never cut completely the bond that holds his person joined to ours. If

also the channel of the vital navel is broken, a spiritual nerve that departs from the heart of his

mother, more alive and sensitive nerve of a physical nerve, which grafts it in the heart of her child

always stays. And it feels it stretch up to the pang if the love of God or of a creature or of the

demands of the country, estrange her child from his mother. And it breaks it lacerating the heart if

death tears a child to a mother.

And I have abdicated, from the moment that I have had him as my Child. To God I have

given him. To you I have given Him. Me, of the fruit of my breast, I deprive myself to make amends

for the theft of Eva of the fruit of God.

I have won the greediness, and to know and to enjoy, accepting to entirely know what God

wanted I knew, without asking to me or to Him more of what it was me said. I have believed

without investigating. I have won the greediness of the to enjoy, because I denied me every taste

of sense. My flesh I have put her under the feet. The flesh, tool of Satan, was confined it with

Satan under my heel to do of it step to approach me to the Sky. The Sky! My destination. There

where God was. The only my hunger. Hunger that it is not gluttony, but necessity blessed by God,

which wants that we desire Him.

I have won the lust, which is the gluttony brought to the greediness. Because every vice not

mastered conducts to a greater vice. And the gluttony of Eva, already reprehensible, it conducted

her to the lust. It was not enough for her to give herself satisfaction alone. She wanted and she

made teacher of lust to the companion. I have turned upside-down the terms and, in place to go

down, I have always been climbed. Instead to make to go down, I have attracted aloft always, and

of my companion, a honest, I have made an angel.

Now that I possessed God and with Him its endless wealths, I have hastened to strip of

them saying of it: " Here is done for Him and from Him His will ". Chaste it is he who it not only has

temperance of the pleasures of the flesh, but also of affections and of thoughts. I had to be the

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Caste to annul the Immodest one of the flesh, of the heart and of the mind. And I didn't go out of

my reserved ness even not saying of my Child, entirely my on the Earth as it was entirely of God in

Sky: " This is mine and I want him ".

Yet it was not enough for getting to the woman the peace lost by Eva yet. That I got you at

the feet of the Cross. In the seeing to die That you have seen to be born. In to feel to tear me the

bowel from the cry of my Creature that died, I have been empty of every feminism: not more flesh

but angel. Maria, the Virgo gotten married to the Spirit, died at that time. The Mother of the Grace

remained, that that has you from her torment generated the Grace and she has given it for you.

The female that I had consecrated again woman the night of the Christmas, at the feet of the

Cross it purchased the means to become creature of the Skies.

This I have done me for you, also denying me every satisfaction even holy. Of you,

reduced by Eva non superior females to the companions of the animals, I have done, just that you

want it, the holy ones of God. I am ascended for you. As I did with Joseph, I have brought more

aloft you. The rock of the Calvary is my Mountain of the Olives. From there I have taken the leap to

bring to the Skies the soul sanctified again of the woman together with my flesh, glorified for

having brought the Verb of God and annulled in me also the last trace of Eva, the last root of that

tree from the four poisonous branches and from the root driven in the sense, that had dragged to

the fall the humanity and that up to the end of the centuries and to the last woman it will bite you

the bowel. From there, where I now shine in the ray of the love, I call you and I point out you the

Medicine to win you same: the Grace of my Lord and the Blood of my Child.

And you (note of mine: Maria Valtorta ), my voice, rests your soul in the light of this dawn of

Jesus, to have strength for the future crucifixions that won't be saved you, because here we want

you and here we comes through the pain, because here we want you and so much aloft we comes

how much more pain is brought for getting Grace to the world.

Go in peace, I am with you>>.

18. The holiness of Joseph and the obedience to the priests (you see the pages 159-165 of

the 1 st volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta):

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It says, then, Maria ( may note: of Nazareth ): "… I understand it. I know it. But you will see

me cry stronger still. For the time being I lift you the spirit showing you the holiness of Joseph, that

was man, or rather that it didn't have other help to his spirit that his own holiness. I had all the gifts

of God in my condition of Immaculate. I didn't know to be it. But in my soul they were active and

they gave me spiritual strengths. But he was not immaculate. The humanity was into him with all

of its heavy weight, and he had to rise toward the perfection with that whole weight, at the cost of

the continuous work of all of its faculties to want to reach the perfection and pleasant being to God.

Oh! Saint my bridegroom! Saint in all the things, also in the humblest things of the life. Saint for his

chastity of angel. Saint for his honesty of man. Saint for his patience, for his industriousness, for

his unvaried equal serenity, for his modesty, for everything.

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Such holiness it shine also in this event. A priest tells him: " It is well that you establish here

you ", and him, also knowing to how much great work goes toward, it says: "For me it is not

anything. I think about the pain of Maria. It was not for this, I would not worry me for me. Enough

that this is useful to Jesus." Jesus, Maria: his angelic loves. Other has not loved on the Earth, this

saint of mine bridegroom. It is to this love he has made servant himself.

They have done him protector of the Christian families and of the workers of so many

categories. But not only of the agonizing ones, of the bridegrooms, of the workers, although also of

the consecrate ones he should be done it. Which among the consecrate ones of the Earth, to the

service of God, which it be, that is consecrated as him to the service of his God, accepting

everything, giving up everything, bearing everything, completing everything with promptness, with

hilarious spirit, with constant humor, as did he do? No, it is not of it.

And another thing I make you observe, rather two. Zechariah is a priest. Joseph is not it.

But it also observes as he who it is not it it has the spirit in Sky more than the priest. Zechariah

humanly thinks and humanly interprets the Writings because, it is not the first time that does it, it

makes too much him lead from the good human sense. he has been punished of it. But it still

makes the same mistake, although less seriously. He had said for the birth of John: " How can it

happen if I am old and my wife is sterile?". He now says: To flatten him the way, the Christ it owes

here grow " and, with that small root of pride that also persists in the best, he thinks about being

able to be him useful to Jesus. Not useful as he wants to be him Joseph serving him, but useful

serving him as teacher… God has forgiven him for the good intention. But did it ever have need

the "Teacher" to have teachers?

I tried to make him to see the light in the prophecies. But he felt more erudite than me and it

used his feeling to his way. I would have been able to insist and to win. But - here is the second

observation that I make you do - but I have respected the priest for his dignity, not for his to know.

The priest is, generally always illuminated by God. I have said "generally ". It is it when it is

a true priest. It is not the dress that that consecrates, it is the soul. To judge if one is a true priest it

needs to judge what it goes out of his soul. As my Jesus he has said, it is from the soul that they

go out the things that sanctify or that they contaminate, those that inform the whole way to act of

an individual. So, when one is true priest, he is generally always inspired by God. Of the others,

that such they are not, it is necessary to have supernatural charity, and to pray for them.

But my Son has already put you to the service of this redemption and I doesn't say more.

Be pleased to suffer because the true priests increase. And you rest on the word of whom leads

yourself. And you believe in Him and you obey his advice. To obey always saves. Even if it is not

perfect in the whole the advice that it is received.

You see. We obeyed. And it was well, True that Erodes it limited himself to make to

exterminate the children of Bethlehem and outskirts. But would not Satan have been able to push

and to propagate these waves of spiteful envy well over, and to persuade all the powerful persons

of Palestine to equal crime to let the future King of the Jews to suppress? He would have been

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able. And it would have happened in the first times of the Christ, when the to be repeated some

prodigies had aroused the attention of the crowds and the eye of the powerful persons. How we

would have been able, if this had happened, to cross the whole Palestine to come from the distant

Nazareth in Egypt, hospitable country to the persecuted Hebrews, and to do it with a small child

and while it was raging a persecution? Easier the escape from Betlem, even if equally painful.

The obedience always safe. Remember it. And the respect for the priest is always sign of

Christian formation. Troubles - and Jesus has told it - troubles to the priests that forgive their

apostolic flame! But troubles also to whom believes permissible to scorn them! Because they

consecrate and they distribute the true Bread that comes down from the Sky. And that contact

makes them holy as a sacred chalice, even if saints are not. To God they will answer of it. You

consider them such and you don't take care of other. You don’t be more intransigent than your

Lord Jesus, which leaves the Sky at their command and it goes down for being elevated in their

hands. You learn from Him. And if they are blind, and they are deaf, with a paralytic soul and a sick

thought, if they are leprous of guilts too much in contrast with their mission, if they are as Lazarus

in a sepulchre, you call Jesus, that restores to health them, that resuscitates them.

Call Him with your to prey and with yours to suffer, oh souls victims. To save a soul is to

predestinate to the Sky our soul. But to save a priestly soul is to save a great number of souls,

because every holy priest is a net that drags souls to God. And to save a priest, or rather to

sanctify, sanctify again, is to create this mystic net. Every prey of his it is a light that is added to

your eternal crown. You go in peace>>.

19. Jesus' presentation to the Temple. The virtue of Simeon and the prophecy of Ann (you

see the pages 165-171 of the 1 st volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta): "… I feel the

words of the old saint and I see the look surprised of Joseph, that touched of Maria, and also those

of the small crowd, partly surprised and touched, to the words of the old one, and partly taken by

hilarity. Among these there are some members of the Sanhedrin, that shake the head looking at

Simeon with ironic pity. They must think him gone off his head for the age.

The smile of Maria goes off in a more alive pallor, when Simeon announces her pain. As

far as She knows it, this word pierces through her the spirit. She draws near more to Joseph,

Maria, to take comfort, tightens with passion her child to the breast and she drinks, as a thirsty

soul, Ann's words, which, woman as it is, it has pity of her to suffer and it promises her that the

Eternal will sweeten her of a supernatural strength in the time of the pain. << Woman, to Whom

the Savior has given his people, it won't miss the power to give his angel to comfort your weeping

. The great women of Israel are never missed the help of the Lord, and you are well more than

Judith and Giaele 9 . Our God will give you heart of pure gold to withstand the sea of pain, for

which you will be the greatest Woman of the Creation, the Mother. And You, Child, remembered of

me in the time of Your mission…>>.

9 This name has to be translated in the English language

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20. the Virgo’s lullaby (You see the pages 171-173 of the I° volume of the Gospel revealed

to Maria Valtorta)

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21. Adoration of the Magi. It is " Gospel of the Faith “(You see the pages 174-185 of the 1 st

volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta) ".

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22. Flight in Egypt. Teachings on the last vision bound up with the birth of Jesus (You see

the pages 186-194 of the 1 st volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta):

"Joseph returns. << Are you ready? It is ready Jesus? Have you taken his covers his small

bed ? Cannot bring the cot, but at least Him has His small mattress. Tiny poor child that they look

for to death!>>. << Joseph!>>. Maria has a cry while she is being grabbed to the arm of Joseph.

<< Yes, Maria, to death. Erodes he wants Him dead…. because it is afraid of Him…. for his human

kingdom it is afraid of this Innocent that dirty beast. What he will do when he will understand that

He is run away I don't know. But we will be distant, by that time now. I don't believe that it will take

revenge looking for Him in Galilee. It would be already too much difficulty for him to discover that

we are Galileans and so much less than Nazareth and who are of precise. Unless Satan doesn't

help him to thank to be him a faithful serve. But… if that would happen …. God will help us the

same. Don't cry Maria. To see you to cry is for me a well stronger pain of that to have to go to

exile>>.

<< Forgive me Joseph! It is not for me that I cry, neither for the little good that I lose. I cry

for you…. that have already had to sacrifice so much you! And now you go back not to have clients

anymore, neither house. How much I cost you Joseph! >>. << How much? No, Maria. You don't

cost me. You console me. Always. Don't think about the tomorrow. We have the wealths of the

Magi. They will help us in the first times. Then I will find job. A honest and able worker he makes

immediately his way. You have seen here. They are not enough me the hours for the job that I

have>>. << I know it. But who will lift you from the nostalgia? >>. << And you, who will lift you from

the nostalgia of that house that it is you so dear? >>.

<< Jesus. Having Him I still have what I there have had>>.

<< And me, having Jesus, I have the country, hoped up to few months ago. I have my God.

You see it that I don't lose anything of what it is me dear above every thing. All it takes is saving

Jesus and then all stays with us. Even if we didn't have to see this sky anymore, these countries,

neither those still dearer than Galilee, we will always have everything because we will have Him.

You come, Maria, because the dawn is begun. It is time to greet the guest and to load our stuff.

Everything will be all right>>.

Maria gets up standing, obedient. She wraps herself up in the mantle, while Joseph makes

a last bundle and goes out loaded of that.

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Maria gently her Child lifts and winds up him in a shawl and she tightens Him to Her heart.

She looks the walls that have entertained her for some months and with a hand it grazes them.

Blessed house, that has deserved to be beloved and blessed by Maria!

She goes out. It crosses the small room that was of Joseph, she enters the big room. The

landlady, kisses her in tears, and she greets and, lifting an edge of the shawl, she kisses on the

forehead her Child, that sleeps calm. They go down for the external small stairs. There is a first

light of dawn that gives as soon as way to see. In the little light three small donkeys are seen. The

most strong, load of the household goods. The others with the saddle. Joseph devote himself to do

to assure for well chest and bundles on the packsaddle of the first one. I see tied up to bunch, and

sets on the top of the sack, his objects of carpenter…. The escape has beginning while

Bethlehem, that still dreams the phantasmagorical scene of the Magi, sleeps calm, unconscious of

what it attends it.

Jesus says: << And this series of visions also stop this way. With good peace of the difficult

doctors we have gone showing you the scenes that have preceded, accompanied and followed my

Advent, not for them same, that are very known as for how misrepresented by elements

overlapped in the centuries, always for that way to see human whether to give great praise to God

- and therefore he is forgiven - it makes unreal what it is very beautiful to leave real. Because my

Humanity and that of Maria they are not diminished, as my Divinity and the Majesty of the Father

and the love of the most sacred Trinity they are not offended. From this to see the things in their

reality, but rather the merits they shine of it my Mother and my perfect humility shine of it, as it

lighten the almighty goodness of the Eternal of it. But we have shown you these scenes to be able

to apply to you and to others the supernatural sense that goes out from there to give it for you to

norm of life.

The Decalogue is the Law; and my Gospel is the Doctrine that makes you clearer this Law

and dearer to follow. This Law and this Doctrine would be enough for to do, of the men, of the

saints.

But you are so hampered in your humanity - that, in truth, surpasses of too much in you the

spirit - that you cannot follow these ways and you fall; or you stop you discouraged. You tell you

and to whom would want to bring you further on quoting you the examples of the Gospel: " But

Jesus, but Maria, but Joseph (and down, down for all the saints) they were not as us. They were

strong, they have immediately been consoled in the pain, also of that little pain that they have had,

they didn't feel the passions. They were beings already out of the Earth ". That little pain! They

didn't feel the passions!

Pain there has been the faithful friend and it had all the various aspects and names.

The passions…Don’t use a term badly calling “passions” the vices that corrupt you.

Sincerely call you them "vices", and deadly in addition. Those it is not that we ignored them. We

had eyes and ears to see and to hear, and Satan made us dance before and around these vices,

showing them to us with their filth in work or trying us with its insinuations. But, the will being tense

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to want to be pleasant to God, this filth and these insinuations, in place to get the purpose

established it by Satan, it got the contrary one. And so much more he worked and so much more

we sheltered there in the light of God, for disgust of the muddy darkness that it showed us to the

eyes of the body or of the spirit. But the passions in the philosophical sense, we didn't ignore them

in us. We have loved the country, and in the country the our small Nazareth more than every other

city of Palestine. We have felt the affections for our house, the relatives, the friends. Why would

not we have had to feel them? We are not done enslaved of it because nothing must be us master

except God. But of the good companions we are done of it.

My Mother has had a cry of joy when, after four years around, she has returned to

Nazareth and she has been in her house, and she has kissed those walls in which her “Yes” it

opened her breast to receive the Germ of God. Joseph has greeted with joy his relatives and his

little nephews, grown of number and of years, and he has enjoyed in to see him remembered from

the fellow citizens and immediately looked for his abilities. I have been sensitive to the friendships

and I have suffered as an ethic crucifixion the betrayal of Judas. And that therefore? Neither my

Mother, neither Joseph they preferred their love to the house and his/her relatives to the will of

God.

And I didn't save word, if it were to say, fit to attract me the resentment of the Hebrews and

the malice of Judas. I knew, and I would have been able to do, that would have been enough for

the money to enslave him to Me. Not to Me Savior; to Me rich. Me that I have multiplied the

breads, I could also multiply the money, if I wanted. But I had not come for getting human

satisfactions. To anybody. So much less to mine called. I had preached sacrifice, separation,

chaste life, humble places. What Teacher would I have been and how Righteous, if to one, only

because it was that the mean to hold him, I had given money for his mental and physical

sensualism?

Great in my Kingdom we becomes doing us "small." Who wants to be "great" to the eyes of

the world it is not fit to reign in my Kingdom. It is straw for the bed of the demons. Because the

greatness of the world is in antithesis with the Law of God.

The world calls great those people that, with illegitimate means they almost always know

how to take the best places, and, to do it, they do of the next one a stool on which they climb

crushing him. It calls "great" those people who they know how to kill for reigning, morally and

materially to kill, and they extort places and countries and they fatten itself other cutting veins in

the single and collective wealths. The world often calls great the criminals. No. Greatness is not in

the delinquency. It is in the goodness, in the honesty, in the love, in the justice. You see yours

"great" what intoxicating fruits they offer you, picked in theirs wicked, demoniac internal garden!

The last vision, since I want to speak of it and to neglect to speak of other – because it is

useless, for the world doesn't want to hear the truth that concerns it - it illuminates a detail quoted

by the Gospel of Mathew, a repeated sentence twice: "Raised, you pick up the Little boy and his

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Mother and you run away in Egypt"; "Raised, you pick up the Little boy and his Mother and it

returns in the earth of Israel." And you have seen that Maria was alone in her room with her Child.

Hard it is fought by those people whom to be rotten mud doesn't admit that one of them can

be wing and light, the virginity of Maria after the birth and the chastity of Joseph. They are

miserable with the so corrupt soul and with the mind very prostituted to the flesh, to be incapable

to think that how one them can respect the woman seeing in her the soul and not the flesh, and to

raise themselves living in a supernatural atmosphere, wishing not to what it is flesh, but to what it

is God.

Well these persons that deny of the most beautiful and these incapable worms to become

butterfly, to these reptiles covered by the dribble of their lust, incapable to see the beauty of a lily. I

say that Maria was and remains virgin and that Her alone soul was married to Joseph, as its spirit

was entirely joined to the Spirit of God and for good work of Him it conceived the only One its

brought: Me, Jesus Christ, only-begotten of God and Mary.

It is not this a tradition flowered later, for a loving respect of the Blessed one that was me

Mother. It is truth, and since the first times it was known.

Matthew was not born centuries later, it was contemporary of Maria. Matthew was not an

ignorant poor man lived in the forests and easy to believe to every lie. It was an employee to the

taxes, you would now say; an excise man, we said then. He knew how to see, to hear, to

understand, to choose the truth from the not true. Matthew didn't hear the things for from third

persons. But it picked up them from the lip of Maria, to which its love for the Teacher and for the

truth had pushed him to ask questions.

I don't already think that these persons which deny of the inviolability of Maria think that

She has been able to lie. The same my relatives would have been able to belie her, if other

children had been there. James, Judas, Simon and Joseph they were co-disciple of Matthew.

Therefore easy to this to compare the versions, if more versions had been there. And Matthew

never says: " Raised and you pick up your wife"; it says: "You pick up his Mother." Before it says:

"Virgo gotten married to Joseph"; "Joseph her bridegroom ".

Neither the people tell me, that what was a way to say of the Hebrews, almost whether to

say "wife" was an infamy. No, persons which deny of the Purity. From the first words of the Book it

reads: " …and he will unite him to his wife.". It is said "companion" actually until the moment of the

sensual consummation of the marriage, and then she is called "wife" in different resumptions and

in different chapters. And so of the brides of the children of Adam. And so of Sarah, called "wife" of

Abram: " Sarah, your wife"; and "you Take your wife and the two daughters " of yours it is said to

Lot… (note of mine: The Lord Jesus lists other examples of the Old Testament and of the New

One; you see page 194 of the first volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta ).

As you see it was not this name a word proscribed from who was on the ways of the Lord,

a dirty word that was not worthy of to be said and so much less written where it deals with God and

of his admirable works. And the angel, saying: " the Little boy and his Mother ", it shows you that

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Maria was him Mother true, but she was not wife to Joseph. The Virgo remained always gotten

married to Joseph.

And this is the teaching of these last visions. And it is an aureole that shines on the head of

Maria and Joseph: The Virgo inviolate. The Righteous and chaste man. The two lilies between

which I grew hearing only fragrances of purity.

To you, Small John (note of mine: the small John is Maria Valtorta), I could speak on the

pain of Maria for her double tear from the house and from the country. But there is no need of

words. You understand that it be and you die of it. Give me your pain. I don't want that this. It is

more than every other thing you can give me. It is Friday, Maria. You think about my pain and that

of Maria on the Golgota to be able to bear your cross.

The peace and our love stay with you>>.

23. The Sacred Family in Egypt (you see the pages 1957/202 of the 1st volume of the

Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta).

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24. First lesson of job to Jesus, that didn't go out of the rule of the age (you see the pages

202/206 of the 1 st volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta).

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25. Maria, teacher of Jesus, Judas and James (you see the pages 206/213 of the 1 st

volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta):

<< .. The great ones say (it is Alfhaeus that speaks): ... A little the school and a little the

sheep I will succeed in holding them calm. But this year you must also send Jesus at the school. It

is the time>>.

<< I will never send Jesus at the school>> Maria resolutely says. It is difficult to hear her to

speak so, and to speak before Joseph.

<< Why? Your Child must learn for being to his time able to take the examination of

adult….>> . << My Child will know. But at the school it won't go. It is definite>>. << You would be

the only one in Israel to do so>>. << I will be unique. But I will do this way. It is not true Joseph?

>>. << It is true. There is no need for Jesus to go at a school. Maria has been raised in the

Temple and she is a true doctor in the knowledge of the Law. It will be her teacher. This way I want

also me >>. << You spoil the Boy>>. << You cannot tell it. It is the best of Nazareth. Have you ever

heard him cry, to have tantrums, to deny obedience, not to have respect?>>. <<This no. But it will

become it if it continues to be spoiled>>. << It is not to spoil to hold near the children. It is to love

them with good sense and good heart. Let's love this way our Jesus and, since Maria is more

educated than the teacher, it will be her the teacher of Jesus>>. << And when he will be man your

Jesus it will be also a woman fearful of a fly >>. << It won't be it. Maria is a strong woman and

knows how to virility educate him. I am not a coward and I know how to give virile examples. Jesus

is a creature without physical and moral defects. He will grow therefore straight and strong in the

body and in the spirit. Be sure Alfhaeus. He won't make to disfigure the family. And then I have

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decided and enough so>>. << It will have decided Maria and you…>>. << And if it were? It is not

beautiful that two that they are loved are ready to have the same thought and the same will,

because each other the one embraces the desire of the other and it does it his? If Maria wanted

foolish things, I would tell her: "no." But she asks things full of wisdom, and I approve her and I do

mine. We love each other, us, as in the first day.. And so we will do until we will be in life. It is not

true Maria?>>. << Yes, Joseph. And, never be, but when it had one to die without the other, we will

still love each other>>.

Joseph caresses on the head Maria, as she was a daughter young girl, and her look at him

with her serene and loving eye.

Her sister-in-law intervenes: <<You are quite right. I was good to teach! At school they learn

the good and the evil our children. In the house only the good. But I don't know…. If Maria….>>.

<< What do you want to say sister-in-law? Say it freely. You know that I love you and I am pleased

when I can like you>>.

<< I said….James and Judas are of a little older than Jesus. Already they go at the school,

but for that that they know!... Instead Jesus knows already so much good the Law…I would

want….here, if I told you to also hold them, when you teach to Jesus? I think that they would

become better and more educated. They are cousins, finally, and that they are loved each other as

brothers it is correct…I would be so happy! >>. << If Joseph wants, and your husband also, I am

ready. To speak for one or for three is equal. To go over the whole Writing again it is joy. That they

come >>.

The three children, that had entered little by little, hear and they are waiting for the verdict.

<< They will make you despair, Maria>> Alfhaeus says.

<< No! With me they are always good. It is not true that you will be good if I will teach you?

>>.

The two races her near, one to the right, one to the left, they put the arms around her

shoulders, the small heads on the shoulders, and they promise her the whole possible good.

<< Let them try, Alfhaeus, and allow to try me. I believe that you won't be discontented of

the test. Every day they will have been coming for the time of sixth to evening. It will be enough,

believe it. I know the art to teach without getting tired. The children must be held fascinated and

distracted together. It needs to understand them, to love them and to be beloved to get from them.

And you love me it is not true? >>. Two big kisses are the answer. << Do you see it? >> << I see it.

I don't have that to tell you: " Thanks ". And Jesus what will say, seeing the Mother lost with

others? What do you say, Jesus? >>. << I say: " Blessed those that are to listen to her and they

straighten their abode near her ". As for the Wisdom, blessed who is friend of My Mother, and I am

happy that those people who I love be her friends>>.

<< But who sets such words on the lips of the Little boy? >> surprised Alfhaeus asks. <<

Anybody, brother. Anybody that be of the world >>.

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Jesus says: << And Maria was teacher of Me, James and Judas. That's why we loved each

other as brothers, over that for the relative, for the science and for the growing united as three

shoots supported by an only pole. My Mother. Doctor like any other in Israel, this my sweet Mother.

Center of the Wisdom, and of the true Wisdom, she instructed us for the world and for the Sky. I

say: she instructed " us", because I was her pupil not otherwise from my cousins. And the "seal" it

was maintained on the secret of God, against to investigate of Satan, maintained under the

appearance of a common life. Have you felt happy in the sweet scene? Now be in peace. Jesus is

with you>>.

26 . Preparations for the legal age of Jesus and departure from Nazareth (the pages are

seen 213/217 of the volume 1st of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta).

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27. The examination of majority of Jesus at the Temple (you see the pages 217/221 of the

1 st volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta.

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28. Jesus' dispute in the Temple with the doctors. The anguish of his Mother and the

answer of the Son (you see the pages 221/230 of the 1 st volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria

Valtorta).

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29. The death of St. Joseph. Jesus is the peace of whom suffers and of whom dies ( you

see the pages 231 / 236 of the 1 st volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta):

" ….it enters the Mother. It enters from a door of the southern wall. It hurriedly enters and it

races toward Jesus. It is dressed of dark blue and without nothing on the head…she calls

breathlessness her Son and she lean him for supports with both the hands to an arm, with

movement of supplication and pain. Jesus caress her passing his arm on her shoulder and he

encourages her, then it sets out with it immediately leaving the job and taking off the apron …..<<

Oh! Jesus! Come, come, is badly! >>. They are told with lips that tremble and with a twinkling of

weeping in the reddened and tired eyes. Jesus say only: <<Mother>> but there is everything in

that word. They enter nearby the room…. On it, supported by many pillows it is Joseph. It is dying.

It clearly tells it the face of a livid pallor, the out eye, the panting breast and the abandonment of

the whole body.

Maria puts her at his left, she takes his wrinkled and livid hand in the fingernails, she rubs it,

she caress it, she kisses it, it dries him with a diaper the sweat that makes shiny lines to the hollow

temples, the tear that it glazes in the angle of the eye, bathes his lips with a flax dipped in a liquid

that seems white wine.

Jesus puts himself to the right. It lifts with quickness and care the body that it ditches,

straightens him on the pillows that it arranges together with Maria. He caresses on the forehead

the agonizing one and it tries to revive him. Maria cries softly, without noise, but she cries. The big

tears actually roll along the pale cheeks to the dress blue dark and they seem shining sapphires.

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Joseph rather revives and fixed Jesus looks, he gives him his hand as to tell him something and to

have, at the divine contact, strength in the last test. Jesus stoops on that hand and kisses it.

Joseph smiles. Then it turns him to look for with the look Maria and it also smiles at her. Maria

kneels near the bed trying to smile. But she succeeds badly her and she bends the head. Joseph

put her the hand on the head with a caste caress that seems a benediction. It doesn't feel that the

to fly about and the to coo of some pigeons, the to rustle of some leaves, a gurgling of water and,

in the room, the breath of the dying one. Jesus turns around the bed, he takes a stool and he

makes to sit Maria still calling again and solely her <<Mother>>. Then it returns to his place and it

takes back in his the hand of Joseph. It is so true the scene that I cry for the pain of Maria. Then

Jesus, bending himself on the dying one, it murmurs him a psalm. I know that it is a psalm, but I

cannot now tell what it is. It starts this way: <<" Protect me, o Lord, because in You I have set my

hope…." >>.

Joseph revives all and with a more alive look he smiles at Jesus and he tightens his

fingers. Jesus answers with a smile to the smile and with a caress to the hold, and he continues

softly, curved on his putative father: <<" How much Your tabernacles are pleasant, o Lord…O

Lord, You listen at my prayer. O God you turn your look and look the face of Your Christ…".>>.

Joseph with a hiccup Jesus looks and does the motion to speak as to bless him/. But it is

not able. You understand that he understands, but it has the prevented word. It is however happy

and it looks with vivacity and trust his Jesus. " O Lord " Jesus continues….. I will make to bloom

the power of David preparing a torch turned on for my Christ ">>.

<< Thanks, my Father, for Me and for the Mother. You have been me a Righteous father,

and you he has set the Eternal to custody of His Christ and His Ark. You were the torch turned on

for Him, and for the fruit of her holy breast you have had bowel of charity. Go in peace, father. The

Widow won't be without help. The Lord has predisposed because alone is not. You go serene to

your rest. I tell you it >>.

Maria cries with the curved face on the spread out blankets (they seem mantles) on the

body of Joseph, that cools him. Jesus expedites His comforts, because the gasp does it more

laboured and the look returns to be covered. << " Happy the man that fears the Lord and it sets in

His commandments every pleasure. The Righteous one will be remembered for all eternity…. his

justice it is eternal, its power will get up to the glory…".>>. << You will have it this glory, father.

Soon I will come to draw you, with the Patriarchs that have preceded you to the glory that attends

you. Your spirit exults in your word…. Because you have hoped in the Lord and He tells you, o

father, that will free you and it will protect you. Because you have lifted to Him your voice it will

grant you, it will be with you in the last tribulation, it will glorify you after this life, making you

already see from this his Salvation." And in the other making you enter, for the Salvation that now it

comforts yourself and that soon, oh, soon it will come, I repeat it to you, to encircle you of a divine

embrace and to bring you with Him, at the head of all the Patriarchs, there where the abode of the

Righteous one of God is prepared that he was me blessed father. You precede me to tell the

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Patriarchs that the Salvation it is in the world and the Kingdom of the Skies soon it will have

opened them. Go, father. My benediction accompanies yourself>>. The voice of Jesus is elevated

to reach the mind of Joseph that it sinks in the fogs of the death. The end is imminent. The old

man pants with difficult. Maria caresses him, Jesus takes a seat on the bank of the small bed and

encircles and he attracts to Itself the dying one, that collapses and he extinguishes him without

winces. The scene is full of a solemn peace. Jesus readjust the Patriarch and he embraces Maria,

that had drawn near to Jesus in the torment that distressed her in last.

Jesus says: <<To all the wives that a pain tortures, I teach to imitate Maria in Her

widowhood: to unite to Jesus. Those that they think that Maria has not suffered for the

punishments of the heart, they are in error. My Mother has suffered. Know it. Piously, because

everything in Her was holy, but acutely. Those people whom they think that Maria loved of a tepid

love the bridegroom, since he was the bridegroom of spirit and not of flesh, they are similarly in

error. Maria intensely loved her Joseph, to which had devoted six five-year periods of faithful life.

Joseph had been her father, bridegroom, brother, friend, protector. She now felt her alone as a

shoot of grapevine to which the tree is saw to which held up it. Its house was as stricken by the

lightning. Its divided. Before it was an unity in which the members sustained each other. It now

came to miss the main wall, first of the hits inflicted to that Family signal of the next abandonment

of her beloved Jesus. The will of the Eternal that had wanted her bride and mother, imposed now

her the widowhood and the abandonment of its Creature. Maria says among the tears one of her

sublime "Yes." " Yes, Lord , it does of me according to Your word ". And to have strength in that

time, she tightens her to Me. She is always tightened to God, Maria, in the most serious hours of

Her life. In the Temple, called to the wedding, at Nazareth, called to the Maternity, still at Nazareth

among the tears of the widowhood, at Nazareth in the torture of the separation from her Son, on

the Calvary in the torture to see to die Me. You learn, you that you cry.

And you learn that you die, you learn that you live for dying. You try to deserve the words

that I told Joseph. They will be your peace in the struggle of the death. You learn, you that you die,

to deserve to have nearby Jesus to your comfort. And, if you have not also deserved him, you dare

equally to call nearby Me. I will come, the hands full of graces and of comforts, the heart full of

pardon and of love, the lips full of words of absolution and encouragement.

Death loses every sourness if it happens among My arms. Believe it. I cannot abolish the

death, but I make it sweet to whom dies entrusting in Me. The Christ has told it for all of you, on his

Cross: "Lord, I confide to You my spirit." He has told it thinking, in his, to your agonies, to your

terrors, to your errors, to your fears, to your desires of pardon. He has told it with the broken heart

of torment, before of the launching of the spear, and spiritual torment more than physical, because

the agonies of those people that die thinking about Him had sweetened from the Lord and the spirit

it passed from the death to the Life, from the pain to the joy, for ever…>> ".

30. At the end of the hidden life (our note: of Jesus and of Maria); you see the pages

237/240 of the I° volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta).

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31. The goodbye to his Mother and the prayer of the Co-Redeemer woman; you see the

pages 242/248 of the 1 st volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta:

"...It bends on the counter, Maria cries. A child seems. It has the head on the refolded left

arm and she cries without noise, but with a lot of pain…..<< Mother! >> with voice of fond

reproach… Jesus talks to Maria. ...<< You let the relatives come. Don't be alone. I will be calmer

Mother, and you know if I need to be calm to complete my mission. My love won't miss you. I will

often come and I will make you warn when I will be in Galilee and I cannot come home. You will

come then to Me. Mother, this time had to come. It is begun here, when the angel appeared you;

does it hour now has come and must we live it, Mother is not true? Later the peace of the test

overcome and the joy it will come. Before it needs to cross this desert as the ancient Fathers to

enter the Earth Promise. But the Lord God will help us as it helped them. And it will give us His

help as spiritual manna to feed our spirit in the strain of the test. We say together the Lord’s Prayer

….our Father in heaven….>> And Jesus gets up and Maria with Him and they lift the faces at the

sky. Two alive Hosts shining in the obscurity…. Jesus goes toward the door after having traced a

gesture of benediction in the room. Maria follows him and on the door by now open they are still

kissed. The street it is silent and solitary, white of moon. Jesus starts. He still turns for twice

looking at his Mother, that has remained supported to the jamb, more white than the moon and all

shining of silent weeping. Jesus gets further for the white lane more and more. Maria always cries

against the door. Then Jesus disappears to a turn of the street. It is started His walk of Evangelist,

that will finish to the Golgota. Maria enters crying and closes the door. Also for Her starts the walk

that will bring her to the Golgota: And for us…".

Jesus says: <<This is the fourth pain of Maria Mother of God. The first one, the

presentation to the Temple; the second, the escape in Egypt; the third one, Joseph's death; the

fourth, my separation from Her. Knowing the desire of the Father, I have told you last night that I

will expedite the description of the "our" pains because is made them known. But, as you see, they

had already been illustrated of it of those of my Mother. I have explained the escape before that

the presentation, because there was need to do it in that day. I know. And you understand and you

will say the why to the Father. Verbally.

It is my design to alternate your contemplations and my consequent explanations, with the

details real, to lift you and your spirit giving you the beatitude of the to see, and also because so

stylistic difference is clear among yours to compose and mine. Besides, in front of so many books

that speak of Me and that, it touches and it retouches, changes and superfluous ornaments, they

are become unreal, I have desire to give to whom in Me he/she believes a vision brought to the

truth of My deadly time. Not I go out decreases from there, but rather made greater in My humility,

that it makes bread to you to teach to be you humble and similar to Me, that was man as you and

that I brought in My dress of man the perfection of a God. I had to be your Model, and the models

must be always perfect.

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I won't hold in the contemplations a line chronological correspondent to that of the Gospels.

I will take the points that I will find more profits in that day for you or for the others, following one

line of mine of teaching and goodness.

The teaching that comes from the contemplation of My separation especially goes to the

parents and to the children, that the will of God calls to the mutual renouncement for a taller love.

In second place it goes to all those people that are found face to face to a painful renouncement.

How many you find of it in the life! They are thorns on the earth and piercing through the heart, I

know it. But to whom welcomes them with resignation - you mind, I don't say: " to whom desires

them and it welcomes them with joy (this is already perfection) "; I say: " with resignation" - they

are changed in eternal roses. But few welcome them with resignation. How reluctant small

donkeys, you recalcitrate to the will of the Father and you get stuck, if not you look for also to strike

with spiritual kicks and bites, or rather with rebellion and swearwords to the good God.

And you don't say: " But I didn't have but this good and God He has removed from me. But

I didn't have but this affection and God He has torn him to me ". Also Maria, kind woman, loving to

the perfection, because in the All Grace also the affective and sensitive forms were perfect, it didn't

have but a good and a love on the Earth: her Son. She didn't remain her but That. The parents

dead since a long time, Joseph had been dying since a few years. There was not that Me to love

her and to make her to feel that She was not alone. Her relatives, for cause of Me, of which didn't

know the divine origin, they were her a bit hostile, as toward a mother that doesn't know how to

impose to her child that goes out of the commune good sense, that refuses the wedding proposed,

which they could give lustre to the family, and also help. Her relatives, voice of the common sense,

of the human sense - you call it good sense, but it is not that human sense or rather egoism - they

would have wanted these practices turns in my life. There was always after all the fear of to have

to one day to pass some boredom for my cause, that I already dared to express some ideas too

much idealists, according to them, which could hurt the synagogue. The Jewish history was full of

teachings on the fate of the prophets. It was not an easy mission that of the prophet, and it often

gave, death to the same and boredom to the relative. There was always after all the thought of to

have to, one day, to look after My Mother.

Therefore the to see that She didn't hinder me in nothing and it seemed in continuous

adoration in front of her Son, it irritated them. This trouble would be grown then in the three years

of mission, actually to culminate in the open reproaches when they reached me in the middle of

the crowds and they were ashamed of mine, according to them, mania to hurt the powerful castes.

They reproach Me and Her poor Mother!

Yet Maria, that knew the humor of her relatives - not all were as James and Judas and

Simon, neither as their mother Maria of Clopas - and that it foresaw the future humor. Maria, that

its fate knew during that three years and that that it attended her at the end of the same and my

fate, was not balky as you do. She cried. And who would not have cried in front of the separation

from a Son that it loved her as I loved her, in front of the perspective of the long days, empty of my

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presence, in the solitary house, in front of her Son's future destined to give of clash against the

malice of whom was guilty and that it took revenge to be guilty offending the guiltless up to kill

him?

She cried because it was the Co-Redeemer woman and the Mother of the reborn human

kind to God, and she had to cry for all the mothers that don't know how to do, of their pain of

mothers, a crown of eternal glory.

How much mothers in the world, to which death eradicates from the arms a creature! How

many mothers to which a supernatural will tears from the side a son! For all her daughters as

Mother of the Christians, for all her sisters, in the pain of bereft mother, Maria has cried. And for all

the children that, been born by woman, they are destined to become apostles of God or martyrs for

love of God, for fidelity to God, or for human ferocity.

My Blood and the weeping of my Mother are the mixture that strengthens these marked to

heroic fate, that that annuls in them the imperfections, or also the guilts committed by their

weakness, giving, besides the martyrdom, however immediately, the peace of God and, if suffered

for God the glory of the Sky.

The missionaries find them as flame that heats in the regions where snow reigns, they find

there them as dew where the sun burns. They are squeezed by the charity of Maria and they have

gushed out from a heart of lily. They have therefore, of the virgin charity gotten married to the love,

the fire, and of the virgin purity the perfumed coolness, similar to that of the picked water in the

chalice of a lily after a dewy night.

They find them the consecrate ones in that desert that is the monastic life well understood:

desert, because he/she doesn't live that the union with God, and every other affection falls entirely

becoming supernatural charity: for their relatives, the friends, the superior, the inferior ones.

They find them the consecrate ones to God in the world, in the world that doesn't

understand them and it doesn't love them, desert also for these, in which they live as so much they

were alone so much they are misunderstood and I derided for my love.

Mine dear "victims" find them, because Maria is the first of the victims for love of Jesus, and

to her followers She gives, with hand of Mother and Physician, her tears that refresh and they

inebriate to taller sacrifice.

Saint crying of my Mother!

Maria prays. It doesn't refuse to pray because God gives her a pain. Remember it. It prays

together with Jesus. She prays the Father. Ours and yours.

The first one "Pater Noster" in the garden of Nazareth has been pronounced for consoling

the pain of Maria, to offer, our " wills to the Eternal in the moment that was begun for these wills

the period of increasing renunciation, culminating to that of the life for Me and of the death of a

Son for Maria.

And, for how much we didn't have anything to make to forgive from our Father, also for

humility, us, the Without Guilt, have asked the forgiveness of their Father to go be forgiven, also

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acquitted of a sigh, towards our mission, worthily. To teach you that the more we are under the

Grace of God and the more the mission is blessed and fruitful. To teach you the respect to God

and the humility. In front of God Father also our two perfections of Man and Woman are felt

nothing and they have asked forgiveness. As they have asked the "daily bread."

Which was our bread? Oh! Not that mixed by the pure hands of Maria and cooked in the

small oven, for which so many had formed bundles and brushwood. Also that necessary until we

are on the Earth. But the "our" daily bread was that to make day for day our part of mission. That

did God gave it every day, because to make the mission that God gives is the joy of our day, it is

not true small John (note of mine: Maria Valtorta)? Don't you also tell it that it seem you empty the

day, it does it seem you not state, if the goodness of the Lord allows yourself one day without your

mission of pain?

Maria prays together with Jesus. It is Jesus that justifies you children. I am Me that I make

acceptable and fruitful your prayers near the Father. I have told it: " Everything that that you will

ask to the Father in My name, He will grant it to you", and the Church confirms its prayers saying: "

For our Jesus Christ Lord ". When you pray, always unite you, always, always to Me. I will pray

with tall voice for you, covering your voice of men with mine of Man-God. I will put in my pierced

through hands your prayer and I will raise it to the Father. It will become Host of endless merit. My

voice, fuses with yours it will climb as a filial kiss to the Father, and the purple of my wounds will

do precious yours to pray. You are in Me if you want to have the Father in you, with you, for you.

You have ended the narration saying: " And for us… ", and you wanted to say: " for us that

we are so ungrateful toward these Two that they have climbed on the Calvary for us." You have

done well to put those words. Put them every time that I will make you see one pain of ours. Be as

the bell that plays and that it calls to meditate and to repent ourselves . Enough, now. It rests. The

peace be with you>>.

32. Maria sends Judas Thaddaeus to invite Jesus to the wedding of Cana (you see the

pages 284/288 of the 1 st volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria Valtorta)

".. <<You know the fate of your cousin the Baptist. it is jail, and if still it is not dead it is

because that filthy Tetrarch ( my note: Herod ) is afraid of the crowd and of the lightning of God.

Filthy and superstitious as cruel and libidinous. You… what will you do? To what fate you want to

go toward?>>, << Judas, this you ask you that you know so much of my thought? Do you speak of

your impulse? No. Don't lie! They have sent you, and not my Mother certain, to tell me these

things.>>. Judas lowers the head and keeps silent. << Cousin speaks>>. << My father. And with

him Joseph and Simon... you knows for your good… for affection for You and Maria… they don't

see of good eye what You propose yourself to do...and... They would want You thought about Your

Mother…>>. << And you think?>>. << Me…me>>. << You are fought among the voices of the Tall

One and the earth. I don't say from the Lower part. I say of the Earth. Also James it is so, more

than you still. But I tell you that above the Earth it is the Sky, above the affairs of the world, there is

the cause of God. You have need to change way to think. When you will know it to do you will be

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perfect>>. << But… and Your Mother? >>. << Judas there is not that Her that it would have the

right to call me to my duties of Son back, according to the light of the Earth: or rather my duty to

work for Her, to assist to her material needs, to my duty of assistance and comfort with a proximity

to the Mother. And Her don't ask me nothing of this. From when it had me, She knows that she

would have lost me to find again me in a vast way of that of the small circle of the family. And since

then she is prepared to this. It is not new in her blood this absolute will of donation to God. Her

mother has offered her to the Temple before She smiled at the light. And She has told me the

innumerable times that, holding me against her heart in the long evenings in winter or in the clear

nights in summer floods of stars, she has spoken to me of her holy infancy - and She is given to

God since those first lights of her dawn in the world. And still more She give herself when it had

me, to be where I am, on the way of the mission that comes me from God. All will leave me in a

hour; even for few minutes, but cowardice will be owner of everybody and you will think that it was

better for your security to never have me known. But She that has understood and that she

knows, Her will be always with Me. And you will return to be mine for Her. With the strength of his

sure, loving faith, She will inhale you in itself and therefore you inhale again in Me because I am in

the Mother and Her it is Me and Us in God. This I would want that all of you understood, relatives

according to the world, friends and children according to the supernatural one. You and with you

the others you don't know who my Mother is. But, if you knew it, you would not criticize her in your

heart not to know me keep Me to Her subject, but you would revere her as the most intimate friend

of God, the Powerful one that everything is able on the heart of the eternity Father and on the Son

of her heart. I know for a fact that I will come to Cana. I want to do her happy. You will understand

better after this time. Jesus is imposing and persuasive.>> ".

33. The wedding of Cana. Her Son it is no more subject to her Mother, He completes for

Her the first miracle; you see the pages 288/294 of the 1 st volume of the Gospel revealed to Maria

Valtorta: ". <<We go to do happy my Mother>> then Jesus says smiling. And it is started through

the fields, with the two companions, towards the house… But what I like is the greeting full of love

and respect of Maria's to her Son and vice versa. Not expansions, but such a look accompanies

the word of greeting: <<Peace is with you and such a smile that is worth one hundred kisses and

one hundred embraces>>. The kiss trembles on the lips of Maria, but it is not given. Only She sets

her white and tiny hand on the shoulder of Jesus and it grazes him a curl of his long hair. A chaste

caress of a modest person in love. Jesus climbs beside her Mother and followed by the disciples

and from the masters….The banquet starts…Maria realizes that the servants talk with the butler

that it is embarrassed and she understands what it is of unpleasant. << Son >> She says quietly,

recalling the attention of Jesus with that word. << Son, it doesn't have wine anymore>>. <<

Woman, what is it more between Me and you? >>. Jesus, in to tell her this sentence, it more softly

smiles still, and Maria smile as two that they know a truth that is them cheerful secret, ignored by

all the others. That " more", that many translators omit, it is the key of the sentence and it explains

it in its true meaning. I was actually the Son subject to his Mother up to the moment in which the

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will of my Father pointed out Me the time to have come to be the Teacher. From the moment that

My mission had beginning, I was not the subject Son to his Mother anymore but the Servant of

God. Broken the moral bonds toward my Parent. They were changed in others taller, they were

refugees all in the Spirit. That always called "Mother" Maria, my Saint. The love knew neither

standstills nor cooling down, rather it was not so much never perfect as when, separated by Her

as for a second Filiation, Her gave Me to the world for the world as Messiah as Evangelist. Her

third sublime mystical maternity was when, in the torment of the Golgota, it gave birth Me to the

Cross doing of Me the Redeemer of the world. "What is it more between Me and you?". Before I

was yours, entirely yours. You commanded Me. I obeyed you. I was you "subject" .I am of My

mission now. Have not I perhaps told it ? " Who, puts the hand to the plow, it turns him back to

greet who stays, it is not proper for the Kingdom of God." I had set the hand to the plow to open

with the ploughshare not the glebes but the hearts, and to sow for you the Word of God. I would

have raised only that hand when they would have torn it to me of there to nail me to the Cross and

to open with my torturing nail the heart of my Father, making to go out its pardon for the humanity.

That "more" forgotten by the more, it wanted to say this: " Everything you have been me, oh

Mother, until I was entirely the Jesus of Maria of Nazareth, and everything you are me in My spirit;

but, from when I am the attended Messiah, I am of my Father… But I am of all these men now.

And I am of the Father that has sent me to them…" . Here is that that it wants to say that small and

so dense of meaning "more."

Maria orders to the servants: << Do what He will tell you>>. Maria has read in the smiling

eyes of her Child the assent, veiled by the great teaching to all those that have the vocation". And

to the servants: <<You fill of water the jars>> Jesus orders. I see the servants fill with water the

jars brought by the well (I hear the screech the pulley that brings on and down the driping bucket).

I see the butler pour him some that liquid with eyes of amazement, to taste it with actions of still

more alive amazement, enjoying it and to talk to the landlord and the bridegroom (they were

close). Maria still looks to her Son and smiles; then picked up a smile of his, it bends the head

slightly blushing. It is blessed. In the room it passes a whispering, the heads turn them all toward

Jesus and Maria, there is who lifts for seeing better, who goes to the jars. A silence, and then a

chorus of praises to Jesus. But He gets up and it says a word: <<You thank Maria>> and then it

escapes to the banquet. The disciples follow him. On the threshold it repeats: <<The peace be to

this house and the benediction of God on you>>. And He adds: <<Mother, greets you….>>".

( Note of mine: to the Blessed Virgo Maria often refers are in all the other nine volumes of

the Gospel of Maria Valtorta, the Gospel as it has been revealed me, edited by CEV srl, Avenue

Piscitelli 89-91, 03036, Isola del Liri (FR), Italy.

I remember also in a special way the pain and the anguish of the Virgin Mary after the

arrest, the trials and the crucifixion of Jesus (you see the pages 2/152 of the tenth volume).

And then those of the glorification of Jesus and Maria (you see the pages 162/443 of the

tenth volume).

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You also see the book “La Madonna negli scritti of Maria Valtorta “ ( The Virgin Mary in the

writings of Maria Valtorta, pages 256, by Gabriele Raschini, same Publishing House ).

Glory, praise and gratitude to God, to the Christ, to Mary of Nazareth - the Co-Redeemer

Woman - and to St. Joseph.

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