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August 9th, 1903. Everything that one wants, one must want because God wants it. This morning, my adorable Jesus was not coming, so I waited for a long time. Then He made Himself seen for just a little and told me, "Just as a musical instrument resounds pleasant to the hearing of one who listens to it, so do your desires, your waiting, your sighs, your tears resound to my hearing like a melody of the most pleasant. But so that it may descend a more sweet and delightful, I want to teach you another way: that is to desire me not as your desire, but as my desire, because I greatly love to manifest myself to you."
"In some everything you want and desire, you must want and desire because I want it. That is taking it from within me and making it your own. In this way, your melody will be more delightful to my hearing, because it is a melody that has come out of myself." Then He added, "Everything that comes from me enters into me. This is why men complain that they do not obtain easily what they ask for, because those are not things that come from me. And not being things that come from me, they cannot easily enter into me and then come out to give themselves to them. In fact, what comes from me and enters into me is all that is holy, pure, and celestial. Now, what is the wonder if audience is precluded to them, since what they ask for is not so?"
"Therefore, you keep well in mind that all that comes from God enters into God." Who can say what I understood about these few words, but I have no words to be able to explain myself. How, Lord, give me the grace to ask for all that is holy and that it be Your desire and will, so that You may communicate Yourself to me more abundantly.
August 9th, 1904. Volume 6. It is not the works that constitute the merit of man, but obedience alone, as a birth from the Divine Will. After delaying, He came for just a little, like a bolt of light, and I was left filled with His light, inside and out. I am unable to say what my soul comprehended and experienced within this light. I will only say that afterwards, what Jesus told me: "My daughter, it is not the works that constitute the merit of man, but it is obedience alone that constitutes all merits, as a birth from the Divine Will. So much so that everything I did and suffered in the course of my life, everything was a birth from the will of the Father. This is why my merits are innumerable, because they are constituted by divine obedience. Therefore, I do not look so much at the multiplicity and greatness of the works, but at the connection they have either directly with divine obedience or indirectly with obedience to one who represents me."
August 9th, 1905. Volume 6. Effects of peace and of disturbance. Continuing in my usual state, I was feeling a little disturbed, and Blessed Jesus, on coming, told me, "My utter missile, who is at peace and whose whole being tenses completely into me, drips with drops of light which fall upon my garment and form my ornament. On the other hand, the soul who is disturbed drips with darkness which forms the diabolical ornament. Not only this, but disturbance impedes the course of grace and renders it unable to operate good." Then He added, "If the soul becomes disturbed over everything, it is a sign that she is full of herself. If she becomes disturbed with something that happens to her, but does not with someone else, it is a sign that she has something of God, but there are many voids to be filled. If then nothing disturbs her, it is a sign that she is all filled with God. Oh, how much harm disturbance does to the soul, to the point of rejecting God and of filling her completely with herself."
August 9th, 1921. Vol 13. Effects of the acts done in the Divine Will. Example of the machine. Continuing in my usual state, I found myself outside of myself, in the midst of a most extensive sea. I saw a machine, and as the engine moved, water would spurt out from all sides of this machine, rising up to heaven. These waves of water spouted upon all saints and angels, and reaching the throne of the Eternal One, they poured impetuously at His feet, and then descended again into the depths of the same sea. I remained astonished in seeing this and I said to myself, "What can this machine be?" And a light which came from that very sea told me, "The sea is my will. The machine is the soul who lives in my volition. The engine is the human will operating in the divine will. Every time the soul makes her own special intentions in my will, the engine puts the machine into motion. And since my will is life of the blessed as well as of the machine, it is no wonder that my will, which springs out from this machine, enters heaven and glows with light and glory, spouting upon all up to my throne, and then descends again into the sea of my will on earth for the good of pilgrim souls. My will is everywhere, and the acts done in my will run everywhere, both in heaven and on earth. They run to the past because my will existed; to the present because my will has lost nothing of its activity; to the future because it will exist eternally. How beautiful are the acts in my will! And since my will contains ever new contentment, these acts are new contentment for the very blessed. They substitute for the acts of the saints which have not been done in my will. They are new graces for all creatures."
Afterwards, I remained all afflicted because I had not seen my sweet Jesus, and He, moving in my interior, clasped me in His arms, telling me, "My daughter, why are you so afflicted? How am I not the sea itself?"
August 9th, 1923. Volume 16. The human will unwraps the creature with darkness, but one who lives in the Divine Volition makes the light and the Sun of the Divine Will arise. I was fusing myself in the Holy Divine Will, and my sweet Jesus, squeezing me to Himself, started to pray with me. And then He told me, "My daughter, the human will has covered with clouds the whole atmosphere in such a way that thick darkness hangs over all creatures, and almost all of them walk limping and groping. And every action they do without the connection of the Divine Will intensifies this darkness, and man becomes more blind, because the light, the Sun of the human will, is the Divine Will. Without it, there's not light for the creature. Now, one who works, prays, walks in my will rises above this darkness, and as she works, prays, speaks, piercing these thick clouds, she sends flashes of light over all the earth, such as to shake those who live down at the bottom of their will, preparing their souls to receive the light, the Son of the Divine Will. This is why I care so much that you live in my will, that you may prepare a heaven of light which, sending continuous flashes of light, may dispel this heaven of darkness that the human will has formed over their heads, in such a way that, possessing the light of my will, they may love it, and my will loved may reign upon earth."
August 9th, 1924. Volume 17. Image of the living in the Divine Will. What the sea does for the fish and the earth for the plants. After much waiting for the presence of my adorable Jesus, I felt Him in my interior, extending His arms and saying to me, "My daughter, extend your arms together with me in my will to repair for many who lay their works in the human will, which forms for them the net of all evils that makes them fall into the eternal abyss, and to prevent my justice from pouring upon them in order to vent its just fury. In fact, when the creature lays herself in my will in order to work and to suffer, my justice feels touched by the creature with the power of my will, and its ceases its just rigors. And so a divine vein comes out, which the creature makes flow between God and the human family, and because of it, my justice cannot help having regard for poor humanity."
And while He was saying this, He showed how the creatures are preparing a great revolution among parties against the government and against the Church. "What a horrible massacre could be seen! How many tragedies!" Then my sweet Jesus continued, "My daughter, have you seen? Creatures do not want to stop it. Their greed for shedding blood is not yet quenched in them, and this will cause my justice, by earthquakes, by water, and by fire, to destroy entire cities and to make their inhabitants disappear from the face of the earth. Therefore, my daughter, pray, suffer, work in my will, because this alone can be an embankment so that my justice may not burst with its devastating thunderbolts in order to destroy the earth. Oh, if you knew how beautiful and delighting it is to see a soul operate in my will! An image can be given to you by father Sea and mother Earth, which are so bound and linked to each other that the water cannot be without the earth, and the earth would not be fecund without the water. There is like a marriage between them, such that the sea can be called father and the earth mother. So should be the union of the soul with my will."
"Now, what is there in the sea? An immensity of waters. Who inhabits these waters? Whom do these waters nourish? To whom do they give life? To many different fish, which feed themselves, swim, and dart within the immense sea. Do you see then? The sea is one, but many fish live in it. However, the love and the jealousy of the sea toward them is so great that it keeps them hidden within itself. Its waters lay themselves above and below, to the right and to the left. If the fish wants to swim and to walk, it slices through the waters and darting, it amuses itself, while the water lets itself be sliced through, but it presses itself around it, below and above, and it never leaves it, and it immediately closes the step behind its way, leaving no trace along the places by which it passes or at which it arrives, so that no one may follow it. If it wants to be nourished, the water offers itself to feed it. If it wants to rest, it becomes its bed, but it never leaves it. It always presses itself around it. However, in spite of this, one can see that in the sea there are beings which are not the waters themselves. One can see movements, darts formed by these mute inhabitants, whose life is the sea, while they are the glory, the honor, and the richness of the sea. More than fish is the soul who works and lives in my will. My will is immense; the creature is finite. However, she has her motions, her voice, her little walks. And as my will sees herself within itself, it's love and jealousy are so great that more than sea, it lays itself above and below her, to the right and to the left, becoming the life, the food, the word, the work, the step, the suffering, the bed, the rest, the dwelling of this fortunate creature. It follows her everywhere, and it arrives at amusing itself together with her. I could say that she is my glory, my honor, and the richness which my will produces. The working of the soul in my will is like the swimming and the darting of the fish in the terrestrial sea, and the soul does it in the celestial sea of the Supreme Volition. These souls are the hidden inhabitants of the celestial waves, who live for the immense honor and for the merit of the infinite sea of my will. And just as the fish are hidden, vanished within the sea, mute, yet forming the glory of the sea and serving us food for man, so do these souls seem to be vanished within the divine sea, mute, yet they form the greatest glory of creation and are the primary cause for my letting descend upon earth the delicious food of my will and of my grace."
"Another image of the working of the soul in my will is the earth. The souls who live in my will are the plants, the flowers, the trees, the seeds. With how much love does the earth not open in order to receive the seed? But more than opening, it splits in order to place itself upon it, to help the seed to become dust like itself, so as to be able to deliver more easily from its womb the plant which that seed contains. And as it begins to come out of its womb, it presses itself around it, it gives it the humors it contains, almost like food, in order to make it grow. A mother cannot be so loving as Mother Earth. A mother does not always hold her newborn baby on her lap, nor does she constantly give him milk. But the earth, more than a mother, never detaches the plant from its breast. Rather, the more it grows from the top, the more the earth sinks underneath and it rips open to make space for its roots and to make the plant grow more beautiful and more robust. Its love and its jealousy are so great that it keeps it attached to its breast to give it life and continuous nourishment. But the plants, the flowers, are the most beautiful ornament of the earth, it's happiness, its glory, and its richness, and they provide food for the human generations. My will is more than mother earth, more than a tender mother. I hide in my will the soul who works and lives in my will. I help her to make the seed of her will die, that it may be reborn with mine, and I form my favorite plant and nourish her with a celestial milk of my divinity. And my jealousy is such that I keep her attached to my breasts, and my will remains pressed around her, that she grow beautiful and strong, and all to my likeness."
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"Therefore, my daughter, be attentive. Always work in my will if you want to make your beloved Jesus content. I would like you to stop everything in order for you to take up this point alone: living and working constantly in my will."
August 9th, 1925. Volume 18. How quieting God in love for all created things enters the first duty of the creature. The Divine Will was given as primary life of the creature. My Jesus, give me strength. You who see the great repugnance as I feel in writing, such that if it wasn't for blessed obedience and for fear of displeasing You, I would not have written a single word anymore. Your long privations day me and rendered me incapable of anything.
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Therefore, I need greater help in order to put on paper what Your Holy Will whispers to me. Therefore, give me Your hand and be always with me. Now, while I was fusing myself in the Holy Divine Volition in order to requite God in love for everything He had done in creation for love of creatures, the thought was telling me that it was not necessary to do that, that this way of praying was not pleasing to my Jesus, that these are inventions of my mind. And my always lovable Jesus, moving in my interior, told me, "My daughter, you must know that this way of praying, that is, to requite God in love for all the things created by Him, is a divine right and it enters the first duty of the creature. The creation was made for love of man, and even more, our love was so great that had it been necessary, we would have created as many heavens, as many suns, stars, seas, earths, plants, and all the rest for as many creatures as were to come to the light of this world, so that each one of them might have a creation for herself, a universe of her own. And in fact, when everything was created, Adam was the only spectator of all creation. He could enjoy all the good he wanted. And if we did not do so, it was because man could enjoy everything anyway, as if it were his own, even if others also might enjoy it. In fact, who cannot say, 'The sun is mine,' and enjoy the light of the sun as much as he wants, or 'The water is mine,' and quench his thirst and make use of it where he needs it, or 'The sea, the earth, the fire, the air are my things,' and so with many other things created by me? And if it seems that man lacks something, that life suffers hardships, it is because of sin, which, barring the way of my benefits, prevents the things created by me from being abundant for the ungrateful creature. So, given all this, and all created things, God bound His love toward each creature. Hers was the duty to requite God with her little love, with her gratitude, with her thank you to the One who had done so much for her. Not requiting God for everything He has done for man and creation is the first fraud that the creature makes against God. It is to assert His gifts without even recognizing where they come from and the One who has loved her so much. Therefore, this is the first duty of the creature, and this duty is so indispensable and important that she who took to heart all our glory, our defense, our interest, did nothing but go around through all the spheres, from the smallest to the greatest, theme created by God, in order to impress her requital of love, of glory, of thanksgiving for all and in the name of all human generations. Hi, yes, it was precisely my celestial Mama who filled heaven and earth with the requital for everything that God had done in creation. After her came my humanity, which fulfilled this duty so sacrosanct, in which the creature had so very much failed, and rendered my celestial Father benevolent toward guilty man. So these were my prayers and those of my inseparable Mama. Don't you want them to repeat my very prayers even more? This is why I have called you into my will, that you may associate yourself with us and follow and repeat our acts."
So I tried as much as I could to go around through all created things to give to my God the requital of love, of glory, of gratitude for everything He had done in creation. I seemed to see in all created things the requital of love of my Empress Mama and of my beloved Jesus. This requital formed the most beautiful harmony between heaven and earth and bound the creator to the creature. Each requital of love was a key, a little sonata of enrapturing celestial music. And my sweet Jesus added, "My daughter, all created things were nothing other than an act of our will that issued them, nor can they move or change the effects, the position, or the office which each of them received by its creator. They are nothing other than mirrors in which man was to admire the reflections of the qualities of his creator: in some, the power; and some, the beauty; in other created things, the goodness, the immensity, the light, and some. Each created thing preaches to man the qualities of its creator, and with mute voices, they tell him how much I love him. On the other hand, in creating man, it was not just our will, but an emanation that came out of our womb, a part of ourselves that we infused in him. And this is why we created him with a free will, that he might grow always in beauty and wisdom, in virtue, in our likeness. He could multiply his goods, his graces. Oh, if a son had a free will and could make two sons from one, four sons from two, what glory, what honor would it not give to its creator, and how much glory also to itself! Yet, what the created things cannot do because they are without a free will and because they were created to serve man, man can do because he was to serve God. So all our love was centralized in man, and this is why we placed all creation at his disposal, all ordered around him, that man might make use of our works like as many stairs and ways in order to come to know us and to love us. But what is our sorrow in seeing man below our created things, even more, his beautiful soul given by us transformed into ugliness by sin, and not only ungrown in good, but horrid to the sight. Yet, as if everything that was created for him were not enough to our love, in order to preserve this free will, we gave him the greatest gift which surpassed all other gifts: we gave him our will as preserver, as antidote, as previous and help for his free will. So our will placed itself at his disposal to give him all those aids which man might need. Our will was given to him as primary life and as the first act of all his works. Having to grow in grace and in beauty, he needed a supreme will which would not only keep company with his human will but would substitute for the operating of the creature. But this great gift also he despised and did not want to know."
"See them, how our will enters the primary life of the creature, and as long as it maintains its first act, its life, the creature grows always in grace, in light, in beauty. She preserves the bond of the first act of her creation, and we receive the glory of all created things because they serve our will operating in the creature. The only purpose of all creation. Therefore, I recommend to you, let our will be more than life for you and the first act of all your actions."
August 9th, 1927. Volume 22. How creation and redemption are divine territories given to creatures. The love of Jesus and making her sleep. How light and heat are inseparable from each other. I was following the Divine Will in its act, and my beloved Jesus followed me with His gaze to see whether I would visit all of His works. And He told me, "My daughter, I'm watching to see whether you visit all my territories. You must know that creation is a territory of mine. Redemption has added territories even more. My childhood, my tears and baby wailings, my prayers, my works, my steps, my hidden and public life are as many apartments of mine that I formed within my territories. There's not one thing I did and pain I suffered that I did not use to expand the boundaries of the divine territories in order to give them to creatures. Now, every day I look at whether at least the little daughter of my will visits all my territories and enters each of my apartments. And when I see you begin your round to visit the sun, the stars, the heavens, the sea, and all created things, I feel that my territories that with so much love I formed and gave to creatures are not abandoned. There is at least one who visits them, and if she visits them, it means that she loves them and has accepted the gift. And I aim for you to continue your visits in Bethlehem, the place in which I was born, and visit my tears, my pains, my steps, my works, the miracles I performed, the sacraments I instituted, my passion, my cross, in some, everything. And I make you aware, anything escapes you that you make your little visit, be it even in passing. And oh, how content I am that my apartments are all being visited! My daughter, what a sorrow it is to give and not to be recognized! To give and have no one who takes the good one wants to give! And do you know what I do? When I see you all by yourself going around throughout all my territories and visiting my apartments, I give you all the goods that are in them, in such a way that what I should give to others, I centralize in you. So I give you everything, and you give me everything. In fact, in order to be able to give everything to the soul, I must find everything in her, and in order for her to be able to give me everything, she must possess everything. One who has everything has the capacity of being able to give me everything and to receive everything."
Afterwards, I was feeling such profound sleepiness as to be unable even to write, and I thought to myself, "Why this sleepiness when vigil has almost always been nature in me?" And my beloved Jesus, moving in my interior, told me, "My daughter, just as a doctor makes the poor patient who has to undergo surgery fall asleep so as not to let him feel all the harshness of the pain of the cuts he has to make on the poor infirm one, in the same way I, celestial doctor who loved you so much, in order not to let you feel the continuous press of my privation, its repeated blows, the harshness of its painful cuts, make you fall asleep so that, in breaking your martyrdom, sleep may give you a little bit of respite from a pain so intense. But while you sleep, your Jesus sustains you in His arm, and I continued my work in your soul. And not only this, but I make you sleep because my justice, too, irritated by the offenses of creatures, may do its course in striking the creatures, and by sleeping, you may not only leave it free in its course but may be spared the sorrow of seeing its just blows over the ungrateful world. Oh, if you could see how your Jesus embraces you delicately so as not to let you feel the touch of my embraces, how I kiss you so very softly that you may not feel the touch of my lips, how I keep repeating so very quietly, 'My poor daughter, my poor daughter, what a hard martyrdom you are in,' so that the sound of my voice may not wake you up, and how without clamor of voices and motions I continue the work of the kingdom of my Divine Fiat in your soul, you would not say anymore that I no longer love you as before. On the contrary, you would say to me, 'Oh, how so very much does Jesus love me!' And if He makes me fall asleep, it is so that I may not suffer more."
After this, I was following the Divine Volition, and my sweet Jesus added, "My daughter, in order to form a greater light, it takes more heat. Light and heat are inseparable from each other. If there is light, there must be heat, because the nature of light is heat, and the nature of heat is light. However, if one wants great light, it takes much heat. They are both equal forces, and together they form their life. Now, one who does my will and lives in it receives the life of light and of heat from her creator. And as a soul thinks about my Divine Will, she forms the heat. Now she speaks about it, she adds more heat. As she operates in order to fulfill it, she doubles the heat. As she walks on it, sways, she multiplies the heat. Can the light become brighter, stronger, and extends and expands more? So there is not one part of her being that does not spread rays of vivifying light. More so, since she possesses the source of the life of light, which is my Supreme Fiat. From this, you will be able to comprehend how creatures possess as much light and heat for as much contact as they have with my will and for as much as they try to fulfill it in their actions. And if it is not so, even if one sees them doing good, it is a good without life, without light, and without heat. It is superficial virtues that form a painted light and heat, and that when touched are found cold and without the good of a vivifying light that gives life. And many times the works without my Divine Will on the occasions reveal how they were nourished by passions and vices that were colored by that apparent good."
Then He kept silent, and I tried to abandon all of myself in His will in order to follow it. And my highest good, Jesus, continued saying, "My daughter, and creating man, Divinity bound him completely to Us. So his memory, intellect, and will were bonds of Union. His eyes, mouth, hearing, heart, hands, and feet were bonds. And if the creature lives in my will, as she places each of these bonds in attitude, she receives the attitude of the divine life. So she is formed and develops like a little plant that, while possessing the fecundity of its earth, full of vital humors, watered with pure and abundant water, is all exposed to the beneficial rays of the sun, receiving its continuous life. Oh, how well it grows! How enjoyable are its fruits! How sought for, loved, and appreciated! In the same way, the soul, by receiving the continuous life of God by means of all these bonds that more than solar rays communicate themselves over each part of her being, is preserved as fecund earth, full of vital and divine humors that more than blood flow within her. How well she grows! She is the beloved, the one who is sought for by heaven and earth. Her life, her works, her words, more than fruits, are enjoyable for all. God Himself takes pleasure in enjoying fruit so precious. Therefore, how can you fear that I may leave you if you are bound to me with so many bonds from which you receive continuous life?"
August 9th, 1937. Volume 35. Prodigies of love and the Divine Volition. How the Divine Will redoubles its love in order to be loved with its own love. How the Queen will form the new hierarchy in her inheritance. My flight continues in the Divine Volition. He awaits me with so much love that He takes me in His arms of light and says, "My daughter, I love you. I love you. And you tell me that you love me. So I can place my big 'I love you' on your little 'I love you,' and spreading it in the immensity of my Fiat, I make everyone and everything love you while you love me for everyone and for everything. I am the immensity, and I like to give to creatures, can to receive from them my immense love. I give and receive the harmonies, the various notes, the sweetness, and the enchanting and enrapturing sounds contained in my love. When my will loves the heavens, the sun, the whole of creation, the angels, and the Saints, all of them love together with me. They were all attentive and waiting for the 'I love you' from the One to whom they directed their 'I love you.' So on the wings of my will, I send your 'I love yous' to all, so as to repay them for their love for you, united to my love. If one loves, it is to be loved in return. Not having love returned is the hardest pain, a pain that makes one delirious. It is the most transfixing nail, which can be pulled out only by the medicine, the balm of returned love."
Then I was thinking to myself, "My God, who could ever repay You for Your great love? Maybe only the Queen of Heaven can claim the merit of having repaid her Creator in love. And I, and I..." I felt oppressed, and my always adorable Jesus, making His short little visit, all goodness, said, "Daughter of my will, don't worry. For the soul who lives in my will, there is perfect harmony in love. By possessing its life in the creature, my will redoubles its love. So when it wants to love, it loves within itself and within the soul, since it possesses her life. In my will, love is in perfect harmony. Joys and happiness of pure love are always in force. Our paternal goodness for the soul who lives in our will is so great that we count her breaths, heartbeats, thoughts, words, and movements to return them with our own and fill them up with love. In our emphasis of love, we say to this creature, 'She loves us, and we must love her.' And while we love her, we show off such gifts and graces as to astonish heaven and earth. We did the same with our Queen. We displayed so much. But do you know what this showing means? We are looking at ourselves, and we want to give all that we are and all that we possess. Dissimilarity would cause us pain. The creature, seeing herself dissimilar from us, would not be with us with the trust of a daughter and with that confidence that comes from sharing the same goods and the same gifts. This disparity would be an obstacle to forming one single life and loving each other with one single love. On the other hand, to live in our Divine Will is exactly this: one single will, one single love, common goods. In all that may be lacking within the creature, we give of ourselves to compensate her, and everything, and to say what we want, she wants. To our love and her love, or one single love. And as we love her, she loves us. My daughter, is it that we lack the strength to elevate the creature to the level of our image, to make her possess our good, so that she may live in our will? My celestial Mother, from the moment she existed, possessed the life of my Divine Fiat. We love each other with one love, and we love the creature with a twin love. Our love for her is such that, just as we have our hierarchy of angels in heaven, as well as the various orders of saints, the Great Lady, Celestial Empress and owner of the great inheritance of our will, will call her own children to possess her inheritance when our kingdom will be established on earth. We will give her the great glory of having her form the new hierarchy that will be similar to the nine choirs of angels. So she will have the choir of Seraphim, of Cherubim, and so forth, as well as the new order of the saints who lived in her inheritance. After she will have formed them on earth, she will take them to heaven, surrounding herself with the new hierarchy, the new born in the Divine Fiat, reborn in her own love, those who lived in her inheritance. This will be the fulfillment of the work of creation. Our consummation. We will have the kingdom of our will among creatures, thanks to the celestial air who wanted to give her life for each one of them to make it rain. How glorified and happy we will be because the Sovereign Queen will have her own hierarchy, just as we keep ours, even more so, since our own hierarchy will be hers too, while hers will be ours, because all that is done in our will is inseparable."
"If you knew how much this celestial Queen loves the souls! She, faithful copy of her Creator, looks inside herself and finds her seas of love, grace, sanctity, beauty, and light. Then she looks at the creatures and wants to give all of herself with all her seas, so that creatures may have their Mama with all her riches. Having to see her children poor while the mother is so rich, and only because they do not live in the inheritance of their mother, it is such a pain. She would like to see them inside her seas of love, loving their Creator as she does, hidden inside her sanctity, embellished by her beauty, filled with her grace. But not seeing them there, if she wasn't in the state of glory in which pains cannot have place, she would die of pure pain for each creature who does not live in the Divine Will. Therefore, she prays unceasingly. She places all her seeds in prayer to beseech that the Divine Will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Our love is such that by the virtue of our will, she by locates herself within each creature to prepare the interior of her soul, synchronizing her with her maternal heart, squeezing her in her arms to dispose her to receive the life of the Divine Fiat. Oh, how much she prays in every single heart to our adorable Majesty, saying, 'Hurry up, my love can no longer be contained. I want to see my children living together with me in that same Divine Will that forms all of my glory, my richness, my great inheritance. Trust me, and I will know how to defend my children and your own will, which is also mine.'"
"The love of this celestial Queen and Mother is insuperable. Only in heaven will creatures know how much she loves them and how much she has done for them. Her most exuberant, magnanimous, and greatest act is in wanting them to possess the kingdom of my will as she possesses it. Oh, what wouldn't the celestial Lady do to obtain this purpose! You, to unite with her and pray for a purpose so holy."
End of August 9th. Fiat.