hostie (vi)

Then the Sacred Host decreased in size.

I felt it dissolve on my tongue, becoming smaller and smaller, until nothing solid was left to consume. Only a liquid remained, which had a wonderful kind of taste, not to be compared with anything else.

11/10/1959

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As I walked back from the Communion rails, it seemed as though the Sacred Host was no longer on my tongue. Instead, I felt as if flows of water were entering my mouth. They kept streaming, I cannot express it otherwise.

It had a very wonderful taste, wholly unknown to us. An exceptional state came over me, and I heard: “I am the living Water. Warn My apostles, so that errors in obviated.“ All the while, fresh water seemed to be flowing through my mouth.

This lasted for a considerable time.

18/10/1959

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During Holy Communion, the Sacred Host suddenly broke into very small crumbs upon my tongue. All at once I heard: “I am the Seed, which was plunged into Her womb.” Upon this, the crumbs assumed a delicious taste and became fluid.

Then I heard, “I am the living Water.”

Then I was startled [verbaasd] by a violent burning sensation on my tongue.

And I heard: “Fear not, I am the eternal Fire, that was kindled in Her womb for all nations.”

Then the Sacred Host dissolved on my tongue.

25/3/1960