Comments on Scripture

"Amen, amen, I say to you,  whoever keepts my word will never see death". [Jn 8,51]. "And Mary kept all these things , reflecting on them in her heart" [Lc 2, 19]

Listening to God's Word, the Lord teaches us and nourishes us. But reflecting on it, we can glorify God, besides receiving from Him.


"Jesus said, 'Neither do I condemn you. Go, (and) from now on do not sin any more.' "  [Jn 8, 11b]

The scribes want to stone the adulterous woman. That is what Moses's Law teaches; that is what is due to God's Justice after the offence to His Will.

Jesus first seems not hear. How long will He have to be with this perverse generation? (Mt 17, 17). Since the anxious executioners insist, He shows us again that we don't look through God's eyes: he who is without sin throw the first stone. He does not say the woman doesn't deserve a punishment for her sin, nevertheless He teaches that only the pure can claim God's Justice. And none of those holding stones were free of sin; so Jesus ends alone with the woman.

Jesus can execute God's Justice; in fact, He will do at the end of time. But neither He condemns the woman. Behold the Redemption mistery! The only one who can make the Justice effective, is also the only who can satisfy it. The punishment due for the original sin should be applied to a man; but only the infinite merit of God could definitely pay the debt. That's why God become a Man! And that's why Jesus does not condemn the woman. He can do it, He is judge, but He is the only valid guarantor. So he guarantees, and warns. He shows Himself Immaculate, almighty, merciful; and demanding! 

What other God could we men love to!

"The truth will set you free" [Jn 8, 32b]

The Master teaches us, forseeing the error that will be spread by the father of lie; yes, we have accepted  that freedom is the capability to act without coercion, and that even evil is an acceptable price for freedom. We've accepted that goodness limits freedom, or as much it leads freedom. But it does not.

Freedom is the opposite of slavery. Any evil is a form, cause and consequence of slavery; so freedom is incompatible with evil, with sin, with rejection to God's will. Freedom is a consequence of grace, is the capability to chose what we want according to a healthy impulse of our will, that is, the capability to choose good. That's why sin makes as slaves; that's why knowledge of good, which let us to choose freely what pleases God, set us free. That's why truth, that makes us face the reality as God knows it, that is, as it is, set us free.

Furthermore, Jesus Christ is the Truth. Only the Truth lights the Way, and only the Way leads to the Life. All of them is our Lord: Way, Truth and Life. Let's be free indeed; let's be free in Truth. Free in Jesus Christ.



"And Simeon blessed them and said to Mary his mother, ' Behold, this child is  destined for the fall and rise of many in Israel, and to be a sign that will be contradicted (and you yourself a sword will pierce) so that the thoughts of many hearts will be revealed" [Lc 2, 34-35]

In accordance with the law of Israel and the law that God has written in your soul, as He did in the tables of Moses, you present your Son to the Lord. And you are revealed that the ray of Light born of your womb is life for life and death for death; He will enliven what lives in God and will dry up what agonizes far from Him. But if giving life to the Savior didn't hurt your virginal womb, partaking of His redeeming Love will do wound your Immaculate Heart. If God respected his creature being born of the always virgin, man will not respect God's Mother and will offend her, will kill her Son and even will forget Her,  blinded by his mortal obstinacy. God passed through the door of your womb, nor opening neither closing, to come to  man; but man will have to pass through your Heart, opened by our sins, to reach God. The Lord went down to man showing Himself to You and taking from your flesh, only once and without diminishing You; man will go up to God showing himself to You also and taking the Holy Spirit from your Heart, passing through the wound of Love, opened in it forever.

"the angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream and said, 'Rise, take the child and his mother, flee to Egypt, and stay there until I tell you. Heroid is going to search for the child to destroy him'.  Joseph rose and took the child and his mother by night and departed for Egypt. He stayed there until the death of Herod." [Mt 2, 13b-15a]

He is only a baby and they already want to hill Him; He cannot speak neither walk, but they want to slaughter Him. Oh! Joseph takes you to Egypt, and You hug the child to save Him from the world. Shepherds and kings adore Jesus, but the world hates the Lord to death. Whilst He is a child you will be able to hide Him, but He will soon walk and speak and will preach before His enemies, will do miracles on Sabbath, will eat with sinners and will go to Jerusalem to be crucified. At that time He will astonish crowds, He will confuse the wise men, He will be the Light of the world and will water the altar of our redemption with His blood. But now He is a little baby who feeds and cries, and You embrace Him in the darkness, fleeing to a foreign land without being able to contain your tears for our ingratitude...

"The boy Jesus remained behind in Jerusalem, but his parents did not know it. Not finding him, they returned to Jerusalem to look fot him. When his parents saw him, they were astonished, and his mother said to him, "Son, why have you done this to us? Your father and I have been looking for you with great anxiety." [Lk 2, 43b.45.48]

There is no greater anguish than looking for God when He has been lost. And how soon your divine Son hides from You, Mary, to anticipate a bit of the most bitter chalice you will drink lovingly afterwards. How soon the Shepherd seeks out his lost sheep leaving in the sheepfold those which already belong to him. And how long is waiting and how hard is the way without the comforting presence of the Boy, who has grown up a man, and whom You need more than He needs You. Prove first your love in the absence of He who is your Heart, since You will have to prove it in the death of He who is your Life. Now the King of the Universe is subject to you, Mary, but days are coming in which He will go to look for his most beloved sheep, and He will give himself to the wolves to free his sheep from the sorrow that now You, shortly but intensely, feel for the absence of your Good.

"Come, all you who pass by the way, look and see whether there is any suffering like my suffering" [Lam 1, 12a]

Behold Your Son, Mary. He was offered gold, now He is crowned with torns; He was honoured with incense, now He has been slapped, spitted, insulted, humiliated; He was given myrrh, now He has been mercilessly scourged.

Your little Son, the meek Lamb of God, takes his cross bathed in the blood that oozes from His deathly wounds, and now no prophet would call Him anything but sorrowful man. Your look at each other and You taste the bitterness that fills up the Heart of the other, so that before the Father You are altar, chalice and even victim in Your beloved Son's sacrifice for our redemption. How much darness you feel seeing the Light of the world! How much sorrow looking at He who has come to heal the sick people! How much bitterness before He who sweetens the chalice of the sacrifice! How much solitude and distress before He who will dry every tear!  Oh, Love, how high is the price for your complete blossoming! How cruel the scourge that wounds the United Hearts so that the seed of salvation gives fruits in them!

"From noon onward, darkness came over the whole land until three in the afternoon. And about three o'clock Jesus cried out in a loud voice,'My God, my God, why have You forsaken me?And then Jesus cried out in a loud voice, 'Father, into your hands I commend my spirit'; and when He had said this he breathed his last" [Mt 27, 45-46][Lk 23, 46].

Who will console You, Mary? If the Son of God cries out to the Father, helpless and covered in darkness, to whom will You turn, his Mother and his servant? With which tears will You cry for a Son abandoned by God to the worst death? With which Heart will You suffer and implore on behalf of a God, made Lamb and hurt to death by His enemies? Where there will be light for your eyes if the Light of the world is dying with terrible sufferings? With which chalice will You take the blood of the Saint that oozes from uncountable wounds and goes down the cross to kiss the land you kneel over? Who will tell a comfort word for your ears while they hear the sorrowful shout of the Crucified?

Your Son has given everything. There will be more love, but no greater love, because not so much has ever been given. And before breathing his last, offered to end, the Redeemer turns to His Father, origin, life and target of Love. End of the last and best teaching of Christ in the world. Afterwards, Glory.

"My lover had departed, gone. I sought him but I did not find him. I called to him but he did not answer me" [Sng 5, 6]

The soul and divinity of Jesus have gone, Mary. And you embrace your Son's body, bathed in His blood, your eyes blind without tears and without Light. Now a mistery that astonishes the angels is accomplished; Your Heart beats, driven by love, whilst Your Son's Heart doesn't beat. How can survive a corn ear without the land in which it rooted? Which water does the river carry if its fountain is dried? But nothing is impossible for God, who opens fountains in the desert. The soul of love lives in your Heart like the fire in embers waiting for the air of glory to light it forever. Perhaps now Your Heart is the only refuge on earth for us, who have crucified the Messiah, while He doen's arise. 

The Baby of Bethlehem, The Boy of the Temple, the Preacher of the mountain, the Shepherd and Master of crowds, the Prophet of Jerusalem, the Son of God born man, is dead, and His Mother embraces His disfigured body silently whilst, in Her Heart, a prayer of redemption sprouts .

"My eyes run with tears: far from me are all who could console me, any who might revive me." [Lam 1, 16]

If the death of Christ veiled the happiness of His Nativity, the burial of your Son hides the joy of the Annunciation. Never seemed God so distant, Mary, but never has His powerful arm hold You as it is doing now. Being Virgin You has been the Mother of God, now losing your only Son You will be Mother of every man. Being Pure You went to the Temple for the Purification and now, being Immaculate, You suffer the purgatory of the Almighty's absence, because the Lord prunes the best vine shoot of His vine. And if You followed Jesuschrist everywhere, He does not allow You to follow Him to Hell, the only place where the Queen of Creation cannot never be, since your presence is chalice overflowing with God's consolation.

Let them hide Him, Mary, let them bury the Savior's Body, because God will execute silently the end of the Redemption of humankind. Oh, how greatest, how bitter, how inconsolable, how unspeakable solitude, awaiting for an ineffable triumph!



"The power of the Most High will overshadow you. Therefore the child to be born will be call holy, the Son of God” [Lk 1, 35]

God becomes man in your womb, Mary. If He offers Himself for obedience, He becomes flesh for love; if the Word redimes us, God's Wisdom raises us and honors our nature. And all within the closed ark of your womb, Virgin and Mother, Immaculate woman.

In the name of the Almighty, the angel asks piously for the fiat of a girl for the greatest work of God, Creator and, now, creature who will cry, will suffer, will pray needy and will open the gate of Heaven for everyone who believes in Him.

"When Elisabeth heard  Mary's greeting, the infant leaped in her womb, and Elisabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit” [Lk 1, 41]

Hail, full of grace! Hail, giver of God's grace! Your visitation is the visitation of God, your greeting is the blow of the grace, your presence, herald of the Highest One and hope of salvation.

Your word, Queen and Mother of Mercy, is source of joy; by means of your word we receive the forgiveness that your Son got for us; by means of your word the grace of God is spilled over us plentifully. Come to us, Mary, and come to us your Spouse, the Holy Spirit, Lord and giver of life, and your Son, our Savior. Amen.

"While they were there, the time came for her to have her child, and she gave birth to her firstbron son. She wrapped him in swaddling clothes and laid him in a manger, becuase there was no room for them in the inn.” [Lk 2, 6-7]

Indeed, the Kingdom of God begins with a mustard seed. We expected an almighty liberator, but a baby is given to us, a little one wrapped in nappies who has been born warmed among animals, because there was no room for his parents. God comes to the world neither as fire nor as gale, but as soft blow, and His  presence is found neither in the Court nor in the Temple, but in a low crying hardly heard out of the humming of a village. God loves us to the end, and having distributed His talents among us until now according to His Providence, He has just given us the treasure of all His grace: Jesus.

"According to the law of Moses, they took him up to Jerusalem  to present him to the Lord” [Lk 2, 22]

He who humilliates himself will be raised. And to show it to us, o marvel for the angels!, being God You became man, Jesus, and being man you accept respectfully the laws of men.

And so does your Mother; the always Virgin, the Immaculate one, offers a sacrifice of purification. In the same day in which the Son made flesh is presented to His Father; the Son who will be baptized, will pay the taxes, will attend banquets, will celebrate the Passover and will preach in the synagogues, demanding for Caesar which is Caesar's and for God which is God's. Because His Kingdom is a Kingdom of mild and humble-heart ones.

"The boy Jesus remained behind in Jerusalem, but His parents did not know it [...] After three days they found him in the Temple, sitting in the midst of the teachers, listening to them and asking them questions. [...] And he said to them, 'Why were you looking for me? Did you not know that I must be in my Father's house?' ” [Lk 2, 43b.46.49]

He who finds You after having lost You, recovers His health, Lord. Because you are the Way, the Truth, the Light, the Resurrection and the Life.

And for those who seek you piously, You always wait patiently in the temple. There, you teach the wise ones, pray for the sinners, move the heart of those who contemplate You and offer your breast to those who come to You tired of the yoke of the world. As the good Shepherd, You look for your sheep in every field, to gather them finally in your Father's home.



"He advanced a little and fell postrated in prayer, saying, 'My Father, if it is possible, let this cup pass from me; yet, not as I will, but as you will'.” [Mt 26, 39]

The time is come and, as prologue of salvation, You pray to the Father. So many times You prayed, Jesus, but so few prayers from You we've known.

Your face on the ground, as it is the prayer before God, as it is the prayer with anguish, you pray in a loud voice.  And your disciples, and we with them, hear You calling Father to the Most High, and trembling whilst taking the chalice of your ineffable passion, drunk by the innocent for the health of the guilty ones, and giving yourself to the will of God, whose love is above any reason. A 'yes' made You come to earth, and a 'yes? takes you from it.

"After he had Jesus scourged, handed him over to be crucified.” [Mk 15, 15b]

Two punishments steal the strength of the Lord: the scourging and the crowning with thorns. Beside the insults, the spits and the beats, the abandonment of all His friends and the weight of the cross, they will leave an only source of strength which will let Jesus reach the top of the cross, offering himself as a voluntary victim; that strength is the power of God, which burns in His Heart as love to men.

Each scourge releases the blood of the sacrifice, and increases your pain for our ingratitude, Lord. Your robust back receives the cruel punishment of the world whilst, in Your Heart, You keep us save as beloved sheep.

"Weaving a crown out of thorns, they placed it on his head [...] They spat upon him, and took the reed and kept striking him on the head.” [Mt 27, 29a.30]

To make fun of You, as if the King of the Universe was a madman, as if the Son of God was a despicable human rubbish, was not enough.

We put You a crown of thorns. We nailed its points in your skull; and we beat You until the pain from the horrible wounds didn't let You think. This way we took away all the reasons for your loving us; your vision was blurred, You lost your balance and we covered you with stinking spits. And only the rithmical beat, human and divine, of You Heart, which now reverberated in your head, made you stand up until you reach the cross.

"And carrying the cross himself he went out to what is called the Place of the Skull.” [Jn 19, 17]

A last test, Lord. Carry on the cross on which they will kill You, and show yourself absolutely defeated and despicable before those who believed in You.

The women of Jerusalem will cry for the prophet who, as the other ones, will be killed. The Cyrenian will be forced to help You to reach your torment. The Veronnica will walk into You to give a respite to a dying man, the same man who spoke powerfully in the mountain and gave food to the crowd. Will someone kiss the blood you spill along the streets of Jerusalem?

"Darkness came over the whole land[...] Jesus cried out in a loud voice, 'Father, into your hands I commend my spirit', and when he had said this he breathed his last” [Lk 24, 44b.46]

The absolute victory comes through the saddest defeat. The ineffable love of God offers us a proof no one would dare ask for, and the light of the world goes out before our eyes to take possesion of our hearts.

The world despises the Son of God and kills Him after having humiliated and tortured Him; the  angular stone is rejected. Christ, abandoned by all, offers Himself to the Father, and His most precious blood, spilled in favour of us who have killed Him, is forever the gorgeous proof that we are children of a merciful God.



"Why do you seek the living one among the dead? He is not here, but He has been raised."  [Lk 24, 5b-6a]

Aleluia! What an act of God is this, so high and graceful! Christ, if our health roots in your passion and drinks from your offered blood, our hope in everlasting life is the fruit of your Resurrection.

Radiant and strong, you hand our chins up for we, who cried dejected, to look at Heaven. You move stones and mess up guards to reclaim our souls, which moaned among shadows until then, and to fill them up with the joy which comes from the certainty that You have triumphed, that your glory will never be darkened and that your Kingdom, which You prepared for those who seek You, will never  end.


"As he blessed them he parted from them and was taken up to Heaven" [Lk 24, 51]

Aleluia! Behold the culmination of the dwelling of Christ among men. In the Incarnation He glorified the man  becoming a man, and now He is glorified by the Father in front of us, sitting in the thrown of the Word of God with eternal majesty.

If during the Incarnation He enriched Mary, Mother of the Chruch, with countless graces, now he ascends blessing the apostles, seed of the church and the Kingdom of God among men. He didn't come to condemn but to save, and He blesses, blesses, blesses. The God-man sits at the right hand of the Father, and His complete glory is grace for the man, whom He loves as He loves His Father.

"Then there appeared to them tongues as of fire, which parted and rested on each of them. And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit” [Act 2, 3-4a]

Aleluia! Behold the Advocate, the consoling One, the Spirit of God who enlights and strengthens, who leads and encourages, who gives life and makes grow.

The Spirit comes to every soul, and in each soul He is fire which fills everything. Like since Christ coming to the end of times, this major sign of God's grace happens whithin the Church. In her, the Spirit blesses every soul, the indivisible One "splits" to join the divided ones. His graces are distributed as gifts, based on the fire of charity that bruns, purifies, renews, enlights and spreads to the rest of men. The Father thought the Church as mistical body; the Son formed her; now the Spirit gives her life, and she will grow till the end of times.

"My lover belongs to me and I to him” [Sng 6, 3a]

Aleluia! Neither the corruption of sin nor the shadow of death touch the Virgin Mother of God.

In the Incarnation, God came to your womb, Mary, and became a servant; in the Assumption, God brings you to His bosom and presents You as Lady, first heiress and best fruit of the Kingdom.  Your body and your soul will not be divided, because they are the scentful flower of mankind, the orchard of God's delights, the stream that flows from the source of grace, the first and most precious harvest of redemption. Your lover takes You with delicacy and perfection, as He took the human nature, and gives Himself to You, without veils or images. And Heaven rejoices because its Heart has come.

"A great sign appeared in the sky, a woman clothed with the sun, the moon under her feet, and on her head a crown of twelve stars.” [Rv 12, 1]

Aleluia! Behold a sign great in Heaven, great in the immensity, great in the highness, great in the scene of God's acts. The Mother of God is crowned as Queen and Lady of the whole creation.

The stars that enlight men are her adornment. If the sun wraps her, the justice, the wisdom and the glory of God surround her. Her feet stand on the moon, like on the science, the temperance and the fidelity. And the brightest stars crown Her as Queen, like the humility, the charity, the mercy and the fortitude crown her as Lady. The almighty Trinity honors You, Mary, in the triumph event which the blessed ones will sing joyfully forever.


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