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March 7th, 1903. The soul who is conformed to the Divine Will binds God. This morning, finding myself outside of myself, I had to go round and round to find my bless of Jesus. Fortunately, I entered into a church, and I found him on an altar where the divine sacrifice was being celebrated. Immediately, I ran to him and I embraced him, telling him, "Finally, I have found you! You made me go round so much to the point of tiring myself, and you were here."
And he, looking at me with seriousness, not with the usual banana T, told me, "This morning, I feel very embittered and I feel the full necessity to lay hand to chastisements to free myself of this load." And I immediately, "My dear, it is nothing. We will remedy it quickly. He will pour your bitterness --es into me, and so you will be relieved of this load. Isn't it true?"
And he, condescending to my words, poured his bitterness ah's and to me. Then afterwards, clasping all of me to himself, as if he had freed himself of a heavy weight, he added, "The soul who is conformed to my will knows how to infiltrate herself so much into my power as to reach the point of binding me completely, and to her liking, she disarms me as she wants. How you, you, how many times you bind me!" And while saying this, he assumed his usual sweet and benign appearance.
March 7th, 1902. Vol. 4. Before the Divine Presence, the soul acquires and copies within herself the ways of divine operating. As I was in my usual state, I saw my loving Jesus for just a little, and he told me, "My daughter, when I draw the soul before my presence, she receives the good of acquiring and copying within herself the ways of divine operating, in such a way that as she later deals with creatures, they feel within themselves the strength of the divine operating which this soul possesses."
After this, I felt a fear about whether the things I do in my interior were pleasing to the Lord or not. And he added, "Why do you fear when your life is grafted with mine? Besides, everything you do in your interior has been infused by me, and many times I myself have done it together with you, suggesting to you how to do it and the way it would be pleasing to me. Other times, I have called the angels and united together, they have done what you were doing in your interior. This means that I am pleased with what you do, and that I myself have taught it to you. Therefore, continue and do not fear." So I was reassured.
March 17th, 1915. Vol. 11. The enormous sins of the world, and even more those inside the church, caused chastisements as means of purification. The thought of the chastisements, and of the fact that I might foment them by getting out of that state by myself, was transfixing my heart. The confessor was still not well. I prayed and cried, and I couldn't make up my mind. And bless it, Jesus came flashing by and left me free. Finally, moved by compassion, he came and sympathizing with me and caressing me, told me, "My daughter, your constancy wins me. Love and prayer bind me and almost wage a battle against me. This is why I came to be with you for a little while. I could not resist anymore. Poor daughter, don't cry. Here I am, all for you. Patience, courage, do not lose heart. If you knew how much I suffer to punish men, but the ingratitude of creatures forces me to do this. Their enormous sins, their incredulity, their will to almost challenge me, and this is the least. If I told you about the religious side, how many sacrileges, how many rebellions, how many pretend to be my children while they are my fiercest enemies, how many false sons are usurpers, self-interested, and unbelievers. Their hearts are bilges of vice. These children will be the first to wage war against the church. They will try to kill their own mother. Oh, how many of them are already about to come out in the field! Now there is war among governments, soon they will make war against the church, and its greatest enemies will be its own children. My heart is shredded with pain. In spite of all, I will let this storm pass by, and the face of the earth and the churches be washed by the blood of the same ones who smeared and contaminated them. You, to unite yourself to my pain, pray and be patient and watching this storm pass by. Who can tell about my torment?" I felt more dead than alive. May Jesus be always blessed, and may his holy volition be always done.
March 7th, 1922. Vol. 14. The words of Jesus are full of truth and of light, and they carry with them the virtue of transforming the soul into truth itself, into light itself, and into the very good which they contain. I was thinking about what has been written and I said to myself, "Is it really Jesus that speaks to me, or is it a trick of the enemy and of my fantasy?" Can Jesus oncoming told me, "My daughter, my words are full of truth and of light, and they carry with them the virtue of transforming the soul into truth itself, into light itself, and into the very good which they contain, in such a way that the soul does not only know the truth, but she feels within her the substance of operating according to the truth which she has known. Further, my truths are full of beauty and attraction, in such a way that the soul, taken by their beauty, lets herself be enraptured by them. In me, everything is order, harmony, and beauty. See, I created the heavens; they alone could have been enough, but no, I wanted to adorn them with stars, almost studying them with beauty, so that the human eye might enjoy more from the works of its creator. I created the earth and I adorned it with many plants and flowers. I created nothing which did not have its own ornament. And if this is in the order of created things, much more so in my truths which reside within my divinity. While it seems that they reach the soul, they are like solar rays which hit and warm the earth without ever departing from the center of the Sun. And the soul remained so enamored with my truths that she finds it almost impossible not to put into practice the truth she has known, even at the cost of her life. On the other hand, when it is the enemy or the speculation of fantasy that wants to speak about truths, they bring neither light nor substance nor beauty nor attraction. They are empty truths without life, and the soul does not feel the grace to sacrifice herself to put them into practice. Therefore, the truths that your Jesus tells you are full of life and of all that my truths contain. Why do you doubt?"
End of March 7th. Fiat.