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April 24th, 1903. The Eucharist and suffering. This morning, having received communion, it seemed to me that the confessor was placing the intention of making me suffer the crucifixion. And at that very instant, I saw my guardian angel, who laid me on the cross to make me suffer. After this, I saw my sweet Jesus, who with compassion aided me and told me, "I am your refreshment, when my refreshment is your suffering." And he showed an unspeakable contentment for my suffering and for the confessor, who by means of the obedience to suffer which he had given me, had procured this relief for him. Then he added, "Since the sacrament of the Eucharist is the fruit of the cross, I feel more disposed to concede suffering to you when you receive my body. In fact, and seeing you suffer, it seems to me that I continue my passion for the good of souls, not mystically, but really. And this is a great relief for me, because I collect the true fruit of my cross and of the Eucharist." After this, he said, "Up until now, it was obedience that made you suffer. Do you want me to amuse myself a little by renewing again in you the crucifixion with my own hands?" And I, though I felt great suffering and still fresh the pains of the cross which had been renewed in me, said, "Lord, I am in your hands; do with me whatever you want." So, all content, Jesus again began to drive the nails into my hands and feet. I felt such intensity of pain that I myself do not know how I remained alive, but I was content because I was making Jesus content. And then, after he bent the nails, placing himself near me, he began to say, "How beautiful you are! But how much more does your beauty grow, and your suffering! Oh, how dear you are to me! My eyes are wounded and looking at you, because they see my very image in you." And he said many other things, which it would be useless to repeat, first because I am bad, second because not seeing myself as the Lord tells me, I feel confusion and blushing. And saying these things, but I hope that the Lord will make me truly good and beautiful, and then, as my blushing would fade, I will be able to describe them. So I stopped here.
April 24th, 1915. Volume 11. The crowning of thorns of Jesus. All the thoughts of the creatures are linked to the mind of Jesus by the Divine Will. Finding myself in my usual state, I was thinking of how much blessed Jesus suffered, being crowned with thorns. Making himself seen, Jesus told me, "My daughter, the pains which I suffered were incomprehensible to the created mind. Much more painfully than by those thorns, my mind was pierced by all the evil thoughts of creatures, in such a way that none of these thoughts could escape me. I felt them all inside me. Not only did I feel the pricks of the thorns, but also the disgust of the sins which those thorns represented." So I looked at my adorable Jesus, and I could see his most holy head being surrounded by spokes of thorns, which came through from behind. How the thoughts of the creatures were in Jesus! They went from Jesus to them, and from them into Jesus, remaining almost linked together, the evil thoughts of the creatures with the most holy thoughts of Jesus. Oh, how Jesus suffered! Then he added, "My daughter, only the souls who live in my will can give me true reparations and soothe me from thorn so sharp. In fact, since they live in my will, and since my will is everywhere, they find themselves in me and in everyone. They descend into the creatures and rise up to me. They bring me all the reparations. They soothe me, and in the sick minds, they turn darkness into light."
April 24th, 1927. Volume 21. General uproar to reorder the kingdom of the Fiat. Outpouring of divine love in the creation and how it still lasts. How all creation was centralized over the soul. I was feeling embittered because of the privation of my sweet Jesus. And while I was longing for his return, he came out from within my interior, but so afflicted as to arouse pity. And I said to him, "But tell me, what is wrong that you are so afflicted?" And Jesus, "How, my daughter, grave things are to happen. In order to reorder a kingdom, a house, a general uproar happens first, and many things perish. Some lose, others gain. In some, there is chaos, a greater struggling, and many things are suffered in order to reorder, renew, and give a new shape to the kingdom or the house. There is more suffering and more work to do if one must destroy in order to rebuild, than if one only had to build. The same will happen in order to rebuild the kingdom of my will. How many innovations need to be made! It is necessary to turn everything upside down, to knock down and destroy human beings, to upset the earth, the sea, the air, the wind, the water, the fire, so that all may put themselves at work in order to renew the face of the earth, so as to bring the order of the new kingdom of my divine will into the midst of creatures. Therefore, many grave things will happen. And in seeing this, if I look at the chaos, I feel afflicted. But if I look beyond, in seeing the order and my new kingdom rebuilt, I go from a deep sadness to a joy so great that you cannot comprehend. This is the reason why you see me now sad and now with joy of my celestial fatherland." I felt sad because of this uproar that Jesus had talked to me about. Those grave things were terrifying. I could hear tumult, revolutions, and wars in several places. Oh, how my poor heart moaned! And Jesus, to cheer me, took me in his arms, pressed me tightly to his most holy heart, and told me, "My daughter, let us look beyond, that we may be cheered. I want to make things return as in the beginning of creation. That was nothing other than an outpouring of love, and it still lasts, because whatever we do once, we do always. It is never interrupted. No tiredness of repeating an act ever enters into us. Whatever we do once, we like to do always. This is the divine operating to do an act that lasts for centuries upon centuries, and even for all eternity. So our outpouring of love, our breath, is unleashed continuously from our divine womb, and it runs to breathe over the generations of creatures. So, hovering within all creation, our outpouring of love invests heavens and earth, sun and sea, wind and water, and it runs towards creatures. If it were not so, the heavens would shrink, the stars would be scattered, the sun would become poor in light, the water would be lacking, the earth would produce neither plants nor fruits, because since the life of our love hovering within all things would be missing, these would withdraw into our source from which they came. And if our breath were to be missing, the generation of creatures would end, because they are nothing other than sparks that our breath sends out in order to fecundate the growing generation. Now, creatures take what is material and created things, and leave the life of love that is hovering within everything, remain suspended, unable to give itself. It happens as when one goes into a flowery field or into a garden in which there are trees loaded with precious fruits. If one only looks at a flower and does not pick it, he will not receive the taste and the life of the fragrance of the flower. If one looks at a fruit and does not pick it from the tree in order to eat it, he will not enjoy it, nor will he receive the life of the fruit. So it is with all creation. Man looks at it, but he does not receive the life of love placed by God in all created things, because man does not place his will, nor does he open his heart to receive this continuous outpouring of love of his Creator. But in spite of this, our outpouring of love does not stop. Our regenerative breath is always an act and in motion, and we wait for the kingdom of our divine Fiat, so that this love of ours hovering around may descend into the midst of creatures and give our divine life. And in receiving it, the creatures will form their own outpouring of love to give it to Him from whom they receive it. Therefore, my daughter, the whole creation is centralized over you. I look at you from the starry heavens and I send you this outpouring of love. I look at you from the sun and breathing over you, I send you my divine life. I look at you from the sea, and in its foaming and mighty waves, I send you my love that, being constrained, I unload with might over you like a sea. I look at you from the wind and I pour over you my ruling, purifying, warming love. I look at you from the mountains and I send you the outpouring of my firm and unshakable love. There is not one place or created thing from which I do not look at you to pour love over you. In fact, since my will is in you, you draw me from all sides to look at you, because my will expands your capacity to receive my continuous outpouring of love. Wherever my divine will reigns, I can give everything, I can centralize everything, and a contest arises between Creator and creature, high and giving, she and receiving. I give, and she gives to me. She gives to me, and I give in yet more superabundant ways. Therefore, always in my will do I want you, that we may be always in a contest, I with you and you with me."
April 24th, 1931. Vol 29. How God operating requires the acts of the creatures as the little ground on which to place His works. Who forms the breath, the heartbeat of creation? The works of God, bearers of life. I was continuing my acts and the Divine Fiat. Oh, how I would love that nothing would escape me of what it has done both in creation and in redemption, to be able to compete with my little incessant "I love you, I adore you, I thank you, I bless you, and I pray you that the Kingdom of the Divine will come upon her." But while I was thinking of this, my lovable Jesus told me, "My daughter, even though our divine operating superabounds, but so much that the creature cannot arrive at taking all the superabundance of the goods that we put in our creative works, yet in order to operate, we always require the little operating of the creature. And according to the more or the less of her operating, so we dispose the more or the less of the goods that we want to give in the work we want to do for the good of creatures. In fact, their operating serves us as little ground or space on which to place our goods. If a ground or space is small, we can place little. If it is large, we can place more. And if we want to place more, she will be incapable of taking and of comprehending what we have given her. See then how necessary is the little operating of the creature, so that our works may have life in the midst of the human generations. More so, since as the creature begins her little acts, her prayers, her sacrifices in order to obtain the good that we want to give her, she places herself in communication with her Creator. She opens a sort of correspondence, and all her acts are nothing other than little letters that she sends to Him, in which she now prays, now cries, and now offers Him her own life to move Him to give the good that we want to give her. This disposes the creature to receive it, and God to give it. If it were not so, the way would be missing, and all communications would be closed. The knowledge of He who wants to give the gift would be missing, and it would be like giving and exposing our gifts to hostile people who are neither loved by us nor lovers of us, which cannot be. While when we want to do a work, we always elect someone who loves us and whom we love, because love is the seed, the substance, the life of our works. And when love is missing, the respiration, the heartbeat of a work are missing, and the gift receipt is not appreciated. And by not appreciating it, there is the danger for it to die at birth. Here then the necessity of your acts and of the sacrifice, even of your life, in order to make my Divine Will known and to make it rain. There is no greater work than this, and this is why I want your repeated acts, your incessant prayers, and your prolonged sacrifice of a life buried alive. This is nothing other than the spacious ground on which to place such a great good. Each act of yours is a little letter that you send to us, and we in reading it say, 'Yes, there is someone who wants our will upon earth and who wants to give her own life in order to make it rain.' With this, we dispose things, the graces, the events, in order to fill your little ground, and we wait for you to expand it more in order to place the great gift of the kingdom of our will. This happened in Redemption. I've waited for so long to descend from heaven to earth in order to give the chosen people sufficient time to prepare with their acts, prayers, and sacrifices the little ground on which I could place the fruits of redemption that were so abundant that creatures have yet to take everything. And if they had done more, I would have given more. And if I had wanted to give more without even a comma, a dot of their acts, it would have been for them like an illegible book whose language is unknown, like a treasury as though without key, such that one does not know what is inside. In fact, the act of the creature is the eye that reads and the key that opens in order to take my gifts. And besides, to give without the gift given being known, it would have been a sorrow and unworthy of our wisdom. And therefore, be attentive and following my divine will, the more you will follow it, the more you will recognize it, and the more superabundant it will be in giving its goods." After this, I was continuing my round and creation to unite myself to the acts done by the Divine Will in it. And my sweet Jesus added, "My daughter, the breath, the heartbeat, the circulation of the blood of creation is our love, adoration, and glory. We placed in it what we are in ourselves. Our nature is most pure love, and our sanctity is so great that what this love produces is nothing other than profound adoration and perennial glory to our divine being. So in putting out the creation, we had to put what we possess, nor could we put things that did not belong to us. Therefore, the heartbeat of creation is love, and as it palpitates, it pearls it with new love that, giving it the race of the circulation, repeats incessantly adoration and glory to our Creator. Now, if the creature goes around and the created things placing her love, she places her own and takes our love and makes new love arise to wait for her again in order to receive and to give it's love. So an exchange takes place and a contest between the created things and the creature that uniting together give love, adoration, and glory to our Supreme Being. Therefore, if you want to love, think that all created things have our mandate to give you love as long as they receive yours. In this way, the feast of our love will be maintained in heaven and on earth, and you will feel the happiness of our love, and the breath of love, the heartbeat of the adoration will be substituted in you, and perennial glory to your Creator will circulate in your blood. Now you must know that our works are full of life. Our creative strength has the virtue of placing the vital seed in all the works we do and of communicating it to the creatures who make use of them. Creation is packed with our creative works. Redemption is an immense field of our actions done so that they might bring to creatures the life and the good that they contain. So we are surrounded by the magnificence of our works, but we have the sorrow that these works are not taken, and many of them are not even known by creatures, and therefore are as though dead for them. In fact, they bring life and produce fruits of life for as much use as they make of them. And to keep so many vital works exposed, so many properties of ours without producing the fruits they contain, and even more to see the creatures poor, weakened, without the life of true good, grieves us so much that you cannot comprehend into what condition of sorrow creatures put us. We find ourselves in the conditions of a father who, having many children, prepares dinner, and while he prepares it, he is all in feast, thinking that his children will not be starving but will eat of his own. Then he sets the table, he arranges the plates with the variety of the foods he has prepared. Then he calls the children that they might come and enjoy the nice foods he has prepared, but the children do not listen to the voice of the father, and the dinner is left there without anyone touching it. What is not the sorrow of this father, and seeing that his children do not sit at his table and do not nourish themselves with the foods he has prepared! Namir, looking at the table filled with foods causes him sorrow. Such are we in seeing that the creatures do not care about the many works we have done with so much love for them. And therefore, the more you will take of our own, the more divine life you will receive. You will make us more content and will heal our deep wound of human ingratitude."
End of April 24th. Fiat.