His physical life was a mystery. No man could have survived as long as he did, without eating, without taking care of himself, losing a lot of blood every day, and exhausting himself in hard work for many, many years.

It was the eucharistic Bread, on which he fed every day, which gave him health and vigor.

Holy communion was life for Padre Pio, a fusion of hearts, a source of joy and happiness.

The 21st of March, 1912, he wrote to Padre Agostino of San Marco in Lamis: "Only God knows what sweetness I experienced yesterday, the feast of St. Joseph especially after Mass, so much so that I still feel it. My mouth tasted all the sweetness of the immaculate Flesh of the Son of God. How happy Jesus makes me! How sweet is his spirit! But I am confused and can do nothing but weep and repeat: Jesus, my food!" (Letters I, 299)

Padre Pio Of Pietrelcina
Padre Alberto D'Apolito