Mirella Pizzioli

 It’s Saturday afternoon…

 Today I rest …. I’m sitting in my armchair …. Eyes closed. … There is no noise… Only the twittering of some birds that comes here to drink the water that my husband Bruno put’s for them in the garden in front of the house … a garden in common with all our neighbors ….

It ‘a beautiful “task” that Bruno has taken …. In the winter with snow or rain, birds find food and water  … even in summer when it’s so hot ….and we … At home …look at them hidden behind the curtains …. not to scare them …

 
They are spectacularly!

 
I want to tell the love of God ….

They come in hundreds …. And the most beautiful thing is to see when parents bring small ….and smaller .. Just weaned… learn that there … in that corner … under the big tree there is food and water …. 

Near my armchair quiet sleep my little dog Dada….

My Dada is a very sweet dog.. she has 15 years  … is a little old as I say! … But has always been a special dog  … Affectionate, good …

The thing that touched me of her have been always her eyes …. her eyes … when she looks carefully to understand when we talk about her ….

 
Even now she does …. although she is old and no longer sees so well and … sometimes … she is tired ….!

 
Oh … I forgot to tell that I also have a black and white cat …. Pucci is his name, not so young anymore even he… is very smart and to get what he wants he has learned to meow … complaining … if you do not give what he wants, he complains for hours..!!!

 
I do not know where he is right now …but definitely … in a very convenient place on the bed …? … Maybe ..!!!

 
He is just a clever kitty …
 
I want to tell the love of God …

 
In the silence of the afternoon ….
Suddenly the doorbell rings … I make a big jump… and also my Dada ….

 
I’m not expecting visits ….!

 
In that moment I think many things …. Then answer the intercom …
 
“Mirella … I’m sorry to bother you but I need to talk urgently …”
 
I know this lady …. We meet often in the same supermarket …. We just say hello but, never got to speak, only of little things … I did not think she knew me …
 
“Mirella … I’m sorry …. But it’s a young men …. … Son of a friend of mine, he is 23 years old and is very serious … is seven years that he is sick …”
 
She spoke… very excited … and then asked me if the boy’s mother can come to see me to ask for a help from God … also said that last year she has come to my house and left me an envelope with the photograph of this young man in my mailbox … inside there was a note and a phone number … and  She says that I called that number reassurance that I prayed for him …
 
I asked ..”.. why you never come again to give me any news? … ”
- “… Because the boy was much better … .!!”-
 
Naturally..!!..of course the mother can come ….
I’ll give her my phone number and say hello with an emotional hug
 
I want to tell the love of God …
 
At about eight o’clock in the evening the boy’s mother calls me … let’s talk about …the voice is sad The voice of mothers…the pain of the mothers … they can not hide their pain  …
I know these “voices” …. how many in all these years  …!
 
… Check my calendar.. is packed! …
 
But it is an urgent … we all have to help … I tell her to come on Monday afternoon without an appointment and ask those who are already waiting to be patient ….
Often happens to me … frequently …! And nobody protests … (maybe someone has done it! Patience …) but everyone wait.. help me.. understand … and they do it with love because if they come to me, they come to look for LOVE … ..

 
Monday afternoon …

I invite her to come in… we hug …

 
Seats facing each other … we look … on my desk a photograph of a beautiful green-eyed boy …

 
The voice is a whisper ….

 
“- Mirella… .. seven years that we no longer live … my son suffers from incredible disease … a disease … it’s absurd but fierce…he is anorexic … We took him in several hospitals … I do not know how to do … but nothing to do..  is getting worse … he is almost six feet tall and weighs 37 kilos”  …
 
The mother cries … and also my heart …
 
There are no words of consolation … no … the only true refuge where you can find peace … understanding … is the great heart of Jesus …

 
And my heart turns to Jesus … and … slowly … holding the mother’s hands … start my prayer … I “talk” to Jesus…
It ‘a dialogue of love … Dialogue of tenderness and mercy … an exchange of tenderness, love mercy …

 
I do not remember the words … I do not remember ever.. “after” … usually are remembered by the people who listen to me… and every time … with deep emotion.. say they have witnessed an extraordinary event … they are sure to have actually seen a dialogue between God and I … between heaven and earth …
 
Today … during the “prayer dialogue” feel a strong call in the heart … asked me something that I never did: go personally to the home of this young patient …

 
It is the first time ..!

 
I ask the mother if it was possible … and she, cryind even more … said “Yes is possible…”

 
I want to tell the love of God …

 
Wednesday afternoon …

 
The house is in the country … the kitchen is small and he is waiting for me …

 
He is tall … I do not watch his body is awesome … … I look at his eyes and in his eyes I see the same eyes of Jesus ….!
 
Jesus is in front of me…

 
I’m impressed …
I embrace him with all the sweetness of my heart … I embraced the sweetness of his heart …

 
Walk slowly dragging a rod of iron on which there is attached a large bag full of white liquid … from this bag there is a short tube that ends up stuck in her neck …

It is his power supply..!

 
I ask him if is possible to sit down  just to talk to him…
- “… It gives me pleasure to talk with you … but I do not sit down … I do not … I never sit for seven years … I do not sit down because otherwise I can not sleep at night …”

 
“… Not a problem-the answer-we stand both..!
“I came to talk to you because your Guardian Angel asked me …”
He looks surprised … and confess me to have always believed to have one angel next …
I speak … and speak … slowly …

 
I do not know what the Lord puts in my heart and on my lips … after about an hour, he ask me if we can sit down …

 
Of course .. YES!
Take a chair by himself … he adjusts his pillow and sits…I sit also in front of him …

 
We continue to talk … makes me questions about God … Angels … ask me about his grandmother that he loved so much and had left the earth a few years before …

 
He smiles ..!!!

 
I ask him if we can pray together … pray to Our Lady …
I ask if I can touch him with my blessed oil on the forehead … I touch … a small cross on his chest
In front of my eyes, his face turns … is beautiful … smiling with his eyes closed … sighs deeply and says … repeat … repeat …

 
- “… That … peace … peace that I never felt a deep peace so what peace … … … … ..”

 
Shortly after his parents came out.. for respect, they had left us alone….
They see him sitting… smiling … …

 
I get up … I say goodbye with a hug long..  with emotion … kiss him …he hug me … kiss me … and whispers “… Thank you …”

 
Thursday … Friday … Saturday …

 
Beautiful days lived in joy … peace …
Parents say “… is like he were detached from the world …”

 
Sunday …

 
Daniele …. With a smile on his face and peace of god on his heart let the pain on earth  … without the pain. And accompanied by his Guardian Angel ….  And fast, happy together … go there … to infinity …. In the Kingdom of Light … Living in the United of the Eternals …

 
… The Lord in His infinite goodness has allowed me to see him again … …
He spoke to me … and asked me to take his sweet words to his dad and his mom …
Thanks Daniel … it was a great honor and a great emotion to meet you ….
 
I wanted to tell the love of God ….

 
Your Mirella …

GLORY TO YOU LORD ….

 
Glory to you… Lord … ….

Glory to you … God Almighty ….

Glory to the Father of every man … ….

Eternal glory to you … Love ….

Glory to you … the Creator of all beauty …

Glory to you … Infinite Thought ….

In the infinite universe you were watching ….

From the infinite universe, you have chosen ….

A little planet called Earth … ..

You close to your heart and you have honored …

Earth is its name …

You wanted it to be the “Garden of the Universe” …

Your unstoppable Holy Fantasy populating it with everything that no one would ever have dared to imagine …
In the dream, your dream of love you have taken your creatures …

In all your creature you put your seal …

Your Breath ….

Our Soul …
After a thousand sweet symphony … that’s …
This is the The culmination .

The Everything…

So here is… the Triumph …

Here is … the explosion of your Infinite Love …
Lost in your inexpressible Holy Fantasy …

Lost in your inexpressible Holy Imagination …

Lost in the inexpressible Dream of Love …

Lost in the inexpressible Need of Love …

Your love runs for cover your disobey… .. ungrateful children ….

Choosing eternity … always …

Accompanied by the angelic hosts …

The whole Santa ….

Maria ….

… And from her..

The Immaculate ….

The only , Your son…

JESUS’….

The CHRIST …

God from God ..

Light from Light …

True God from true God …

For the Holy Spirit …

Generated …. not created …

Glory to you… Lord … …

Glory to you… Jesus … ..

Glory to the Holy Trinity …

“My soul magnifies the Lord and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, because has regarded the humility on his lowly servant.From now on all generations will call me blessed … ”

Blessed you… the Immaculate Mother Mary … … ….

Holy Mary… Mother of God … ..

 Ave Maria … Mother of the Church …

 Blessed are you … Mary … sweet mother of little Jesus …

 Lord …

 I’m here my Lord… …

 Lord of time … I’m here …

 Ecstatic …. I admire the Mystery of mysteries …

 I feel the eternal … … Holy … Your Voice in my heart …
I feel the embrace of Thy Holy Love …

 They are wrapped in Thy Holy Tenderness …

 Captured by thy Holy Romanticism …
Heaven sings Your glory Holy … eternal … forever ….

 Time without time …

 Spaceless space …

 God of the Universe …

 From the infinite universe you have chosen a small planet called Earth … ….

 Now the Earth is the center of the universe …

 Lord Jesus… I went around the world … ..
Lord Jesus… around the world … ..as you asked me …

 recently, in the last months … Belgium … Argentina … Uruguay …

 Thousands of people…

 Thousands of hearts turned to your heart …

 As a rain of petals, rose scented… … and your graces to all of them…

 You wanted to immerse myself in your Holy Light …

 Prayer.. songs … …

 Blessings ….from your many Priests present. … .. conscious… faithful to their ministry… faithful to the Truth …

 From the antennas of many radios, my voice has reached millions of homes ….

 I spoke …

 Life after life ….

 I spoke ..

 I spoke about you … JESUS ‘…

For all you .. To all and for everyone … my sincere hug of gratitude … … …with all my love ..

Thanks friends….you were so many …

You have greeted me with a “……. please come back next year … ……”!

With all my heart … Thank you …

Allow me to send the Holy Angels of Heaven … which I call “my angels” … next to each of you ….
MERRY CHRISTMAS …
Your… Mirella …

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“Pictures taken during my conference in Buenos Aires”