Prayer formulated by H.E. Mons. Claudio Gatti on 27th February 2009

I have been writing this prayer for some days, encouraged also by the words of Jesus: "Knock and it will be opened to you, ask and it will be given to you".

I do not want to make, at this moment, considerations, nor recriminations or a long list of "whys" or complain because something has been said and something has been done, I don't care at this moment. Instead, I address all of Heaven, starting from the Trinity, passing through Our Lady, St. Joseph, grandmother Jolanda, all our saints, friends, protectors, angels, all the people who enjoy the beatific vision and who are both in the Paradise of the beatific vision and in the Paradise of waiting. I also address, for help, the saved souls in Purgatory, I address everyone.

Mine is a plea that I address to God, through Mary’s intercession, Mother of the Eucharist, and the plea concerns us, and by "us" we mean the Bishop, the Seer, Yari, Laura and the family living in this house. We are collapsing in a disturbing and disastrous way.

We are possessed by tiredness and, when a person is tired, he sees things in a different light, with gloom, discouragement, sadness, melancholy and we see things through this lens, but you cannot tell us we are not right.

Only You, God, can help this house, only You, God, can ensure that serenity, joy, enthusiasm finally return to this house, because they have long since moved away from it.

We all seem prisoners of a situation from which we would like to free ourselves, but we cannot: this is not what the children of God have to live.

I said that at this moment I will not make any kind of reflection and consideration but a plea: make sure that this situation that is repressing us, actually destroying us, may cease.

Give us the chance to breathe, the chance to live, work, enjoy the family. Only you, God, can ensure that this situation, so hard, sad, and I was about to say and perhaps it is also right to say, gruesome, may end.

I said that I will not ask questions, but I appeal to you God, to your mercy, to the Mother of the Eucharist, to your maternal love for us and to all other saints and angels, to their brotherly intercession, because truly, finally, may this condition change as I can no longer bear to see it in Marisa, nor in me, nor in Yari and nor in Laura.

Lord, you can, if you want, only you can, if you want, no-one else can change this situation, no-one else can give us back the joy and serenity of living but you, my God who, despite everything, each of us deeply loves. If we didn't love you, none of us would be here, but would have chosen more serene occasions, different paths, different environments.

This is what I had in my heart and I expressed this to you, but you already knew it because, in these nights, in these days, I have repeated it to you dozens and dozens of times. To my words, however, your silence followed, to our distress it seemed, and I use this verb, almost a detachment followed.

God, you love us, show us according to our schemes, according to our expectations, according to our desires. I have nothing more to add but to particularly entrust Marisa, Yari and Laura to you.

Marisa: and the Bishop.

Bishop: I entrust you, you entrust me.

+ Claudio Gatti

Bishop ordained by God

Bishop of the Eucharist