7th December 1950
During those days the thought
that I had to speak about what had taken place between me and my dear Heavenly
Mother troubled me a little. I did not know how to begin the talk.
On 7th December, whilst I
was praying the blessed Virgin Mary, begging her to come to my aid, she spoke
to me with great tenderness:
“My little one, speak to
the priest, report to him everything that I have communicated to you.
It will be for the glory
of God, of my Immaculate Heart and for the salvation of souls.
Don't fear, you will see
that he will understand you: it will be the spirit of God to speak through you.
Speak with the
simplicity of the little ones. Only in this way can you be able to carry out
the mission that I have entrusted to you”.
“Yes, Mother, but help
me. You know I am a poor nothing, a poor idiot. Come, I beg you, to my aid so
that I am not the one to ruin your work”.
“Be at peace, do not be
afraid, I am with you” .
So I went to my confessor
and, by several talks, reported to him everything that I had seen and heard
from the sweet dear Heavenly Mother.
My former confessions had
always been brief, now I stayed a longer time to reply to the questions that
the priest asked me about this matter.
Meanwhile time went by.
When my confessor was acquainted with everything that had been entrusted to me
by the blessed Virgin Mary, he said to me:
“I assure you, in the
name of God, that all this is not an illusion, nor the work of the devil, but
it is instead a sign of predilection for you, little soul, on the part of the
Immaculate Heart of Mary, besides of her maternal tenderness for all her
children. It is her wish that the consecration made to her Heart by the
Church, according to the will of the Lord Jesus be put into practice”.
Then he said to me:
“Pray a lot, I want to
ask for a sign, not because I do not believe it is her work, but in order to be
more ready to do all that she wishes of me, her unworthy minister”
May 1951
One day my confessor told
me:
“I have received the
sign that I asked for”.
So he ordered me to write
down everything that I had told him, so as to bring about what was needed.
I had to write at night
because, during the day, I was always occupied with much work.
I wrote on two note books,
one for my confessor and one for me.
September 1951
On the day of Mary's
birthday, I gave my confessor the notebook that contained the information of
what had taken place between me and the Queen of Heaven.
He said:
“Now I will get down to
work and carry out everything”.
The next time, however, another
priest from his community came to hear confessions. From then on I did not see
him or hear from him again. Later I found that he had spoken to the Delegate of
the Nuns, who, in his turn, had spoken to my Mother Superior.
The consequences were indescribable.
According to the Mother Superior I was a poor deceived creature and what had
taken place was devil's work.
The Delegate then spoke to
the whole community, he ordered me the silence and not to discuss about these
things any more. He then assigned a new confessor to our community, a diocesan
priest, in the place of a friar.
The note book, that I had
kept for myself, disappeared.
April 1952
To the new confessor,
appointed because of me, I confessed, in a few minutes, my faults and nothing
else. For the first few times everything went well, then he began to question
me and ask if I had anything to tell him.
I replied no: the
absolution for my sins was sufficient, because that was the purpose of
confession.
After a short time he began
to torment me, keeping on asking:. “Speak, maybe you are right”.
But I could not speak
because I had been forbidden to do so by the Delegate of the Nuns.