Archive for June 8th, 2009

An enormous grace: Stigmata

8 June, 2009

[Photo: Fr. Kevin Tuitu’u C.P. standing in the room in Lucca in which St. Gemma Galgani received the Stigmata on 8th June 1899]

“An enormous grace: Stigmata – The day of June 8, after communion, Jesus informed me how he would give me an enormous grace that evening. I went the same day to confession and I told the monsignor and he answered that I should take great care to refer everything back to him afterward.

It was evening and all of a sudden, earlier than usual, I felt an external pain for my sins, so strong that I never again felt it to such an extent; that pain reduced me, I would almost say, to the point of death. After this I felt all the forces of my soul collecting: my intellect knew only my sins and the offence toward God; my memory recalled all of them and made me see all the torrents Jesus had suffered to save me; my will made me detest them all and promise to want to suffer totally to expiate them. A bunch of thoughts all danced in my head; they were thoughts of pain, of love, of fear, of hope and of comfort …..

…. In this instant Jesus appeared with all his wounds open, but blood was no longer flowing from the wounds; flames of fire flowed instead and in an instant the flames touched my hands, my feet and my heart.”

From the Autobiography of St. Gemma Galgani – quoted in The Voices of Gemma Galgani, The Life and Afterlife of a Modern Saint, Rudolph M. Bell and Crtistina Mazzoni, University of Chicago Press, 2003, p. 54)

8th June 1899 The Stigmata

8 June, 2009

On 8th June 1899 St. Gemma Galgani received the Stigmata at No. 3 Via del Biscione, Lucca, in St. Fridian’s Parish where she was then living with her family.

“Nothing could exceed Gemma’s pain and perplexity at finding herself marked externally with the signs of our Redemption. She wished to keep it all hidden; but she was in the midst of the world, surrounded by distinguished people, obliged to go out of doors at least twice a day to church, and meanwhile her wounds remained bleedly freely. What was to be done? She thought all night and in the morning tried to rise; but on putting her feet to the ground, so excruciating was the agony she suffered she thought she would die of it. She got up however, and dragging herself rather than walking she went to the Church for Communion. On coming home, besides her anguish at not being able to hide what had happened, her perplexity was great at not knowing what the wounds on her body meant.”

The Life of St. Gemma Galgani by Fr. Germano, C.P., p. 60