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April 26, 1899. Vol. 2. Souls who are detached. Louis appraised for the healing of a speech defect of her confessor. Today, while my loving Jesus was making himself seen, it seemed to me that he was sending me many flashes of light which penetrated through all of me. When, in one instant, I found myself outside of myself together with him. And the Confessor was there immediately. I prayed my beloved Jesus to give a kiss to the Confessor and to go into his arms for a little while. And Jesus was a child to make me content. Immediately he kissed the Confessor on his face, but without wanting to detach from me. I remained all afflicted and I said to him, "My little treasure, my intent was for you to kiss not his face, but his mouth, so that touched by your most pure lips it might be sanctified and strengthened from that weakness. In this way it will be able to announce your holy word more freely and to sanctify others. How pleased I pray you to make me content." So Jesus gave him another kiss on his mouth and then he said, "I am so very pleased with the souls who are detached from everything, not only in the effect, but also in the effect that as they keep stripping themselves, my light keeps investing them and they become just like crystals, such that the light of the Sun finds no impediment to penetrate inside of them, unlike buildings and other material things." Then he added, "How they think that they stripped themselves, but instead they come to be clothed not only with spiritual things, but also with corporal ones, because my Providence has a care all particular and special for these detached souls. My Providence covers them everywhere. It happens that they have nothing, but they possess everything." After this, we withdrew from the Confessor and we found many religious people who seemed all to have their goals set on working for their interest. Passing through their midst, Jesus said, "Woe, woe to one who works for the purpose of gaining money. You have already received your recompense."
April 26, 1904. Vol. 6. The habit does not make the monk. This morning, as I was outside of myself, I had found myself with baby Jesus in my arms, surrounded by various devoted people and priests, many of whom were intent on vanities, on luxury, and on fashion. And it seemed that they were saying that ancient proverb among themselves, "The habit does not make the monk." Blessed Jesus told me, "My beloved, O how defrauded I feel of the glory which the creature owes me, and which I am denied with so much cheek, and even by persons who are said to be devout." On hearing this, I said, "Dear little one of my heart, let us recite three Glory Be's, placing the intention of giving to your divinity all the glory that the creature owes it, so you will receive at least a reparation." And he, "Yes, yes, let us recite them." So we recited them together. Then we recited one Hail Mary, placing the intention of giving the Queen-Mother also all the glory that creatures owe her. "O, how beautiful it was to pray with blessed Jesus! I felt so much at ease that I said, "My beloved, how I would like to make the profession of faith in your hands by reciting the Creed together with you." He, "The Creed you will recite by yourself, because that is for you, not for me, and you will say it in the name of all creatures, so as to give me more glory and honor." So I placed my hands in his and I recited the Creed. After this, blessed Jesus told me, "My daughter, it seems that I feel more relieved and that the black cloud of human ingratitude, especially from devout souls, has been moved away. How, my daughter, the external action has so much strength to penetrate into one's interior, has to form a material garment for the soul. And when the divine touch touches them, they do not feel it vividly because their souls are wrapped with a muddy garment. And since they do not feel the liveliness of grace, grace is either rejected or remains fruitless. O, how difficult it is to enjoy pleasures, to dress luxuriously on the outside, and to despise those things internally. On the contrary, the opposite occurs, that is, one loves in his interior and enjoys what surrounds him externally. My daughter, consider yourself what the sorrow of my heart is in these times in seeing my grace being rejected by all kinds of people, while all my consolation is assisting creatures, and the whole life of creatures is divine help. But creatures reject my assistance and my help. You come to take part in my sorrow and compassionate my bitterness." Having said this, he disappeared, while I remained all afflicted because of the pains of my adorable Jesus.
April 26, 1906. Volume 7. Jesus does not want to let her see the chastisement so as not to afflict her. Continuing in my poor state, I felt there were people around my bed who wanted me to see the chastisement which were happening in the world, earthquakes, wars, and many other things which I could not understand well, to make me intercede with the Lord. It seemed to me that they were Saints, but I cannot tell with certainty. In the meantime, blessed Jesus came out from within my interior and he said to them, "Do not molest her, do not afflict her by wanting to make her see sorrowful scenes. Rather, let her be tranquil and leave her alone with me." They went away, and I remained concerned, "Who knows what is happening that he does not even want me to see?" And then afterwards, I found myself outside of myself and I saw a priest who began to talk about the earthquakes which had occurred in the past days, saying, "The Lord is very indignant. I believe they are not yet finished, and I, who knows whether we will be spared." He became inflamed and it seemed that his heart was beating so strongly that I could feel it myself, and those heartbeats would reverberate in my heart. I could not understand who he was, but I felt a certain something being communicated to me. Then he added, "How can grave things happen with destructions and dying of people where there is a heart that loves for all that? Most a few tremors might be felt without considerable damage." On hearing "a heart that loves for all," I felt that I was being picked on and I myself cannot tell how I came out saying, "What are you saying? A heart that loves for all? Not only that loves for all, but that repairs for all, that suffers, that thinks, that praises, that adores, that respects the holy law for all, because I do not believe in it is true love toward the beloved if one does not render him the love and all the satisfaction which the others were supposed to render him, in such a way that in that person he must find all the good and the contentment which he was to find in all." On hearing me, he became more ignited and drew near me, and the act of wanting to clasp me, I was afraid. I felt blushing for having spoken that way, and my heart, struck by his heartbeats, was throbbing. He seemed to transform as if he were our Lord, but I cannot tell with certainty. Without my being able to oppose him, he clasped me to himself, telling me, "Every morning I will come to you and we will have breakfast together." At that moment, I found myself inside myself.
April 26, 1921. Valium 12. The war which the Divine Will will wage on the creatures. I continued in my painful state. My sweet Jesus came for just a little and drawing me strongly to himself told me, "My daughter, I repeat it to you, do not look at the earth. Let them do what they want. They want to make war, so be it. When they get tired, I too will make my war. Their tiredness and evil, their disenchantment, the disillusions, the losses suffered will dispose them to receive my war. My war will be war of love. My Will will descend from heaven into their midst. All of your acts and those of others done in my volition will wage war on the creatures, but not a war of blood. They will wage war with weapons of love, giving them gifts, graces, and peace. They will give such surprising things as to astonish the ungrateful man. This Will of mine, militia of heaven, will confuse man with divine weapons. It will overwhelm him and will give him the light in order to see not evil, but the gifts and the riches with which I want to enrich him. The acts done in my Will, carrying the creative power within themselves, will be the new salvation of man and descending from heaven, they will bring all goods upon earth. They will bring the new era and the triumph over human iniquity. And therefore, multiply your acts in my Will to form the weapons, the gifts, the graces, so as to be able to descend into the midst of creatures and wage the war of love on them." Then with a more afflicted tone he added, "My daughter, it will happen to me as to a poor father whose wicked children not only offend him, but would want to kill him. And if they don't do it, it is because they cannot now. Since these children want to kill their father, it is no wonder that they kill one another, that one is against the other, that they impoverished themselves, and they reach the point of being all in the act of dying. And what is worse is that they don't even remember that they have a father. Now, what does this father do? Exiled by his own children, while these fight, wound one another, and are about to die of starvation, the father works hard in order to acquire new riches, gifts, and remedies for his children. And when he sees them almost lost, he goes into their midst to make them richer. He offers remedies for their wounds and brings peace and happiness to all. Now conquered by so much love, these children will bind themselves to their father with a lasting peace and will love him. The same will happen to me. Therefore, I want you in my Will, faithful daughter of my volition, and I want you at work together with me to acquire the new riches to be given to the creatures. Be faithful to me and occupy yourself with nothing else."
April 26, 1925. Volume 17. Doubts of the soul about the writings. Jesus gives her peace. I was thinking to myself about certain things regarding the Will of God which good Jesus had told me and which have been published and therefore go around in the hands of those who want to read them. I felt so ashamed within me that this caused me an indescribable pain and I said, "My beloved, good, how could you allow this? Our secrets, which I wrote out of obedience and only for love of you, are now before the eyes of others. And if they continue to publish more things, I will die of shame and of pain. And after all this, as recompense for my hard sacrifice, you have left me so painfully. Ah, had you been with me, you would have had pity on my pain and you would have given me the strength to bear so much shame and pain." But while I was saying this, my sweet Jesus came out from within my interior and placing one hand on my forehead and the other on my mouth, as though wanting to stop the many afflicting thoughts that came to me, told me, "Be quiet, be quiet, do not want to continue any further. These are not your things, but mine. It is my Will that wants to follow its course to make itself known. And my Will is more than Sun. It takes too much to hide the light of the Sun. Even more, it is completely impossible. And if they stop it from one side, it surpasses the obstacle which they placed in front of it, and escaping from the other sides, it follows its way with majesty, leaving those who wanted to prevent its course confused, because they have seen it escape from all sides without being able to catch it. A lamp can be hidden, but the Sun never. Such is my Will, more than Sun. And if you want to hide it, it will be impossible for you. And therefore, be quiet, my daughter, and let the eternal Son of my Will follow its course, both through the writings and through publications, through your words and through your manners. Let it surpass every obstacle, escape all impediments, and as refuge, cover the whole world. I long for it, I want it. But then, how much of the truths of my Will was really put out? One could say it was just the atoms of its light. And although just atoms, if you knew the good they do, what will happen when, after all the truths which I revealed about my Will, will be gathered? The Kunda tea of its light, the goods it contains, the infinite extension of the merit that multiplies, and all the rest, everything will be reunited as a whole and will form not just the atoms or a rising Sun, but its full day. What will happen? What good will this eternal Sun not perdure in the midst of creatures? And you and I will be, oh how happy! And see my Will known, loved, and done. Therefore, let me do." Furthermore, "No, it is not true that I have left you. How is it? Don't you feel me within yourself? Don't you hear the echo of my prayer in your interior, as I embrace everything and everyone in such a way that no one can escape me, since all things and all generations are like one single point for me? And so I pray, I love, I adore my Father, I repair for all. And you, echoing my prayer, feel as if you were holding everyone and everything in your power, and you repeat what I do. Is it perhaps you or your capacity to do this? Ah, no, no, it is I who am within you. It is my Will that makes you take everyone and everything in your power and that follows its course within your soul. And then, do you want anything apart from my Will? What do you fear that I may leave you? Don't you know that the surest sign that I reside within you is that my Will has taken its place of honor in you, that it dominates you, and that it does with you whatever it wants? My Will and I are inseparable, and it renders inseparable from me whoever lets himself be dominated by it."
April 26, 1928. Volume 24. What one gives to God with the "I love you." The prodigious secret. How it forms many divine birds. How nothing of what our Lord did escape the Most Holy Virgin. How the Divine Will is the breath of the soul. I was doing my round in the Divine Fiat and according to my usual way, I was investing all of creation with my refrain, "I love you, I adore you, I bless you." And while I was doing this, I thought to myself, "What do I give to my God with this long story of 'I love yous'?" And my sweet Jesus, moving in my interior, told me, "My daughter, a pure, holy, and upright love is a divine birth. It comes out of God and has the virtue of rising and entering into God to multiply these births from him and to bring God himself to each creature who yearns to love him. Therefore, when the soul is invested by this love and receives this birth, she can form many other birds for as many times as she says her 'I love you,' in such a way that her 'I love you' flies before God. And the Supreme Being looks inside the 'I love you' that the creature sends to him, and in that little 'I love you,' he finds all of himself and feels he is being given all of himself by her. That little 'I love you' contains a prodigious secret in its littleness. It encloses the infinite, the immense, the power, so much so that it can say, 'I give God to God.' And in that little 'I love you' of the creature, the infinite being feels all of his divine qualities being touched, because since it is a birth from him, he finds all of himself in it. This is what you give me with your many 'I love yous.' You give me myself as many times. There is nothing more beautiful, greater, and more pleasing to me that you could give me than to give me all of my self. My Fiat that forms in you the life of your 'I love you' for me delights in forming many birds from us, and so it keeps the pace of the 'I love you' in you, yearning to always meant the divine coin of your 'I love you' for each created thing. And then it looks to see whether all the things created by us are pearled with the prodigious secret of your 'I love you.' My daughter, we do not look at whether what the creature does is great or small. We look rather at whether there is the prodigy of our secret, and her littlest acts, thoughts, and size are invested by the power of our Will. All is in this, and it is all for us." After this, I was continuing my round in the Fiat to accompany all that Jesus had done in Redemption, and I thought to myself, "How I wish I had done what the Sovereign Mama did when she was with Jesus. Certainly, she followed all of his acts and let nothing escape her." But as I was thinking of this and other things, my always lovable Jesus added, "My daughter, indeed, nothing escaped my Mama, because everything I did and suffered resounded like deep echo in the depth of her soul, and she was so attentive in waiting for the echo of my acts that the echo, together with everything I did and suffered, would remain imprinted in her. And the Sovereign Queen admitted her echo within mine and made it resound in the depth of my interior, in such a way that torrents would run between me and her, seas of light, and the love that we unloaded into each other. And I made the deposit of all my acts in her maternal heart. I would not have been content had I not had her always with me, had I not felt her continuous echo. That resounding in mine drew from me even my heartbeats and breaths to deposit them in her. In the same way, I would not be content if even from that time I did not have you who were to follow all of my acts in my Divine Will. In fact, even from that time, I made the deposit of them in you, moving the echo of my Queen Mama into the depth of your soul, and through the length of the centuries, I looked at the echo of my Mama in you in order to realize the kingdom of my Divine Will. This is why you feel as though drawn to follow my acts. It is her maternal echo that resounds in you, and I take the occasion to make the deposit of it in the depth of your interior to give you the grace of making my eternal Fiat reign in you." Then I felt my poor mind as though immersed in the sea of the Divine Fiat. Its light invested all of me, and I could see neither the height nor the depth of its boundaries. I felt it as more than life in me, flowing everywhere within me. And my beloved Jesus, moving in my interior, told me, "My daughter, my Will is life. It is air. It is breath of the creature. It is not like the other virtues that are neither continuous life nor breath of the creature, and therefore they are exercised at time and circumstance. Patience is not always exercised because many times there is no one who allows it to be exercised, and so the virtue of patience remains idle without giving its continuous life to the creature. Nor does obedience or charity form their life, because the one who has the continuous act of commanding or the one toward whom charity could be exercised may not be there. Therefore, the virtues can form the ornament of the soul, but not the life. On the other hand, my Will is prime act of all the acts of the creature. So if she thinks, if she speaks, if she breathes, it is my Will that forms the thought, the word, and giving her the breath, it maintains the circulation, the heartbeat, the warmth. And just as one cannot live without breathing, so one cannot live without my Divine Will. There is always need of it to be able to continue living. Yet, while they receive its continuous breath, it is not recognized. My Will is so necessary that one cannot do without it even for one instant, because it is not only the bearer of all human acts, but it is also the bearer of all created things. My Fiat is prime act of the Sun and makes creatures breathe light. It is prime act of the air, of water, a fire, of the wind, and creatures breathe my Divine Will in the air they breathe, in the water they drink, in the fire that warms them, in the wind that purifies them. There is not one thing in which they do not breathe my Will. Therefore, in all things, be they small or great, even in the breath, the creature can always do my Will, and by not doing it, it is an act of life of divine Will that she loses. It is its breath that she suffocates continuously. She receives its life, its breath, but to convert it into human rather than to be herself transformed into my Divine Will." End of April 26. Fiat.