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Updated: June 2, 2025
I cried 'Master' and held out my arms, but He replied gently, 'Touch me not, for I am not yet ascended to my Father." As she listened to this narrative Laeta Acilia lost little by little her sense of joy and contentment. Recalling the past and examining her own life, it seemed to her very monotonous in comparison to the life of the woman who had loved a god.
Say to this rich man: 'Lord, they are naked, let us clothe them; they are anhungered and thirsty let us give them bread and wine, and God will restore to us in His Kingdom what was borrowed from us in His name." Laeta Acilia replied: "Mary, I will do as you ask.
The slaves, mistaking her for a beggar, were about to drive her away when Laeta Acilia, recognising her at the first glance, rose and ran towards her. "Mary, Mary," she cried, "it is true that you were the favourite of a god. He whom you loved on earth has heard you in Heaven, and through your intercession He has granted my prayer.
Laeta Acilia was not without compassion. She pitied the poor creatures, but she was afraid of them. Nor had she ever seen beggars as wild looking as those who at this moment crowded before her, livid, lifeless, their empty wallets flung at their feet.
Laeta Acilia uttered these words with hesitation. She paused and blushed. "What is it," Mary Magdalen asked eagerly, "and what desire, lady, has your unsatisfied soul?" Gaining courage little by little, Laeta Acilia replied: "Mary, you are a woman, and though I know you not, I yet may confide to you a woman's secret.
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