him at the gate, because, as the manager, he had the keys to the building site. Together, they all entered the mine. Just before going down, they heard a din of thunder. The men looked at each other terrified

rests.” 4. Just as Saturday is the door that leads to Sunday, Mary was the door by which Christ entered the world… (…)

belonged to a sect that prohibited us to honor Mary, forbid us to make the sign of the cross and to enter a Catholic church. However, I had spent a year as a girl in a parochial school where I had learned

Church and I will support the Church until the end of time; my womb will open to all those who wish to enter.”

with great love in my soul. And having listened, I was charmed. Then, in my rapture I saw the Queen enter, and I went up to her, trembling with respect. Suddenly I hesitated; I was afraid to go any closer

What better way to bring light into our lives than to let the tenderness of our heavenly Mother enter our hearts? Mary keeps a tender watch over each and every one of her children, taking each of us under

upon you, to weep with joy, to know that I am your son It is noon. I see the church open. I must enter. Mother of Jesus Christ, I have not come to pray. I have nothing to offer and nothing to ask. I have

told me that [Lucifer] was making her life difficult, that she was thrown to the ground. In fact, entering her room, I found her lying on the floor, which had never happened. I begged the person who was

probably not have been simultaneously in Nazareth and in Cana. Now that she has, body and soul, entered forever into the glory of Heaven, she is completely free from the limitations of space and time and

who need a Father and Mother in Heaven. And if a part of sentimentality, even of childish naïveté enters into this disposition, so much the better! Let us rejoice: it is proof that we are not ideologues