April 12th Daily Calendar Readings from the Book of Heaven the Book of Heaven

April 12, 1899, vol 2

Jesus says, "Being in the sacrament for me is the same as being in your heart. Hypocrisy, a profound pain for Jesus." Today, without having me wait too long, Jesus came quickly and told me, "You are my Tabernacle. Being in the sacrament for me is the same as being in your heart, or rather in you. I find something more. I am able to share my pains with you and to have you with me, a living victim before divine justice, which I do not find in the sacrament." And while saying these words, he enclosed himself within me.

While within me, Jesus would make me feel now the pricks of the thorns, now the pains of the cross, the labours and the sufferings of his heart. Around his heart, I could see a braid of iron spikes, which made Jesus suffer very much. "Oh, how much pity I felt! And seeing him suffer so much, I would have wanted to suffer everything myself rather than let my sweet Jesus suffer." And from the heart, I prayed him to get the pains and the suffering to me.

Jesus told me, "And daughter, the offenses which most pierced my heart are the masses said sacrilegiously and the hypocrisies." Who can say what I understood in these two words? It seemed to me that externally one shows that he loves and praises the Lord, but internally he has poison ready to kill him. Externally, one shows that he wants the glory and the honor of God, while internally he seeks his own honor and esteem. All works done with hypocrisy, even the holiest ones, are works completely poisoned, which embittered the Heart of Jesus.

April 12th, 1904, volume 6

"Peace is the greatest treasure." This morning I felt disturbed because of the absence of blessed Jesus. Then, after much struggling, I saw him for just a little, and he told me, "My daughter, when a river is exposed to the rays of the sun, in looking into it, one sees the same sun that there is in the heavens. However, this happens when the river is calm, with no wind that ripples its waters. But if the waters are rippled, even though the river is completely exposed to the sun, one can see nothing; everything is confusion. The same for the soul: when she is exposed to the rays of the divine sun, if she is calm, she perceives the divine sun within herself, she feels its heat, she sees the light, and understands the truth. But if she is disturbed, even though she has it within herself, she feels nothing but confusion and disturbance. Therefore, hold peace as your greatest treasure." If you cherished being united with me.

April 12th, 1917, vol 12

"It is not the suffering that renders the creature unhappy. She becomes unhappy when something is missing to her love for God." Finding myself in my usual state, my always lovable Jesus came, and since I was a little in suffering, he took me in his arms and told me, "My beloved daughter, beloved daughter of mine, rest in me. And your pains, do not keep them with you, but send them up to my cross, so that they may become the cortege of my pains, relieving me, and so that my pains may be the cortege of your pains, sustaining you. Burn with the same fire, can be consumed together. I will look at your pains as if they were mine, I will give them the same effect and the same value, and they will perform the same offices which I did on the cross before the Father and before souls." Or better still, "Come, you yourself onto the cross. How happy we will be together, even in suffering." In fact, "it is not the suffering that renders the creature unhappy; rather, suffering makes her victorious, glorious, rich, beautiful. She becomes unhappy when something is missing to her love. Being united with me on the cross, you will be completely satisfied and loved. Your pains will be loved, your life will be loved, loved, and so you will be happy."

April 12th, 1918, vol 12

"The soul must lean within Jesus." Finding myself in my usual state, I felt an extreme need of Jesus and of leaning all of myself within him. And my sweet Jesus came and told me, "My daughter, lean yourself completely within me. You will find me always ready, you will never lack me. Even more, the more you lean within me, the more I will pour myself into you. Can since many times I feel the need to lean, I will come to you and I will lean within you, using my own support which I have formed in you. And when I see that you despise the support of creatures, I will love you twice as much and I will redouble my support." Then he added, "When the soul does everything to please me, to love me, and to live at the expense of my will, she becomes like a member of my body, and I glory in these members as if they were my own. Otherwise, they would be like members dislocated from me, which give me pain, and not only to me, but to themselves and to their neighbor. These are members which spurt a purulent material, such as to infect and to dry up even the good that they do."

April 12, 1922, volume 14

"Sin breaks the current of love and opens the current of justice." As I was in my usual state, my sweet Jesus made himself seen, all afflicted, almost in the act of giving course to justice, but as though forced by creatures themselves. I prayed him to withhold the scourge. "As and he told me, 'My daughter, between Creator and creature, there is nothing but currents of love. Sin breaks these currents and opens the current to justice. My justice defends the rights of my offended love and of my broken love between Creator and creature, and making its way into their midst. I would want to reunite this broken love. Half man did not sin, my justice would have nothing to do with the creature. But as guilt begins, my justice places itself on the way. Do you think that I wanted to strike man? No, no. From the contrary, it grieves me, it is hard for me to touch him, but he himself forces me to and induces me to strike him. You pray that man may mend his ways, so justice quickly reunited the current of love will be able to withdraw.'"

April 12th, 1927, volume 21

"The Divine Will is balanced." How in creation, God placed all the connect between man and created things. Example of a city. The luminous cloud. My poor state is becoming more painful because of the pervasion of my sweet Jesus. What a hard martyrdom and death without the dear and sweet hope of finding life again. The pain of having lost him tases me, petrifies me, and spreads an noxious do over my poor soul that, exposed to the rays of a burning sun, instead of vivifying me, withers me and taking the vital humors away from me. If it does not make me die, hid withers me and takes the best of life away from me, just like frost to the plants. Oh, how much sweeter would death be for me! Rather, it would be for me the most beautiful feast, because I would find him whom I love, who would heal all my wounds. Oh, privation of my highest good, Jesus, how painful and ruthless you are! And so, in the adorable will, I call everyone to cry over my hard destiny. I call the heavens with their immensity to cry for him whom I so much longed for. I call the stars with their twinkling flickering to cry with me, so that with their crying they may direct the steps of Jesus toward me, so as to no longer make me suffer. I call the sun that it may turn its light into tears and its heat into flaming darts to assail Jesus and say to him, "Hurry! Do you not see that she can endure no more?" And how all of us are studying bitter tears for she who loves you, and because her will is one with ours, we were all forced to cry together with her. I call all creation to grieve and cry together with me for a pain so great, incalculable, hand, and miserable has is your privation. Who would not cry? Oh, how I would want to turn the murmuring of the sea into pitying voices to call you, and the darting of the fish to deafen you. I would want to turn the singing of the birds into sobs to move you to compassion. Jesus, Jesus, how much you make me suffer! Oh, how much does your love cost me!

But while I was pouring out my sorrow, my sweet life moved in my interior and told me, "My daughter, I am here. Do not fear. If you knew how much I suffer in seeing you suffer because of me, I feel more pain for your suffering than for that of all other creatures together, because your pains are the pains of our daughter, a member of our celestial family, and I feel them more intensely than if they were my own. When our will is in the creature, everything is in common with us and inseparable from us."

On hearing this, in pain as I was, I said, "That that was true with words, but has for facts, it seems to me that it is not so. How can this be? You make me agonize so much to make you come back, and the more you go on, the longer you take to come to the point that I myself don't know what else to do or to whom else to turn. You put me in the impotence of finding you, not even in your very will can I manage to trace you, because it is immense and you hide within its immensity, while I track of your steps and I lose you. So those are nice words, but what about facts? Where are they? If you suffered so much because of my pains, you would have done the facts, hastening to come to she who knows no other love nor any other life but yours."

And Jesus, clasping me to himself, all moved, told me, "Poor daughter, courage! You do not know everything about what it means to live in my will. It possesses perfect balance, and all of its attributes are in highest Concord, nor is any of them inferior to any other. And when it is necessary to punish the people for their many sins, my justice demands these voids that you be without me, so as to be able to balance itself by sending the scourge as they deserve. Therefore, it puts us though aside in my will and it follows its course. How many times did my moaning humanity find itself with these hitches of my justice, and I had to surrender for love of the balance of my will. Would you want, as I keep you in it, to unbalance the order of my attributes? No, no, my daughter, let my justice follow its course, and your Jesus will be as before, always with you. Don't you know that in my will you must go through what my humanity went through? As my will was so very demanding and inexorable with me for the sake of redemption, the same for you, it becomes demanding and inexorable for the sake of the kingdom of the supreme Fiat. So this is why my humanity hides, because my justice wants to follow its course and maintain its balance." Blessed Jesus remained silent, and then he added, "My daughter, in issuing the creation, my will linked all beings with bonds of union, so they were all in connection among themselves. Each one possessed its electric wire of communication between the other. Man possessed as many electric wires for as many created things as existed, because being the king of everything, it was right and necessary for him to have the communication with all creation in order to possess the dominion of it. Now, as he withdrew from the Divine Will, he broke the first wire of communication and remained like a city in which the primary wire that communicates electric light is broken. It remains in the dark, and even though there are electric wires, they no longer have the virtue of giving light to the whole city, because the source from which the light comes, being broken, cannot give it, nor can the electric wires receive it. So he remained like a city in the dark. His connections, the electric wires of communication, were no longer functioning. The source of light had withdrawn from him because he himself had broken the communication with it, and he remained like a king who is deposed, throned, and without dominion in his city. All lights were out; he was enveloped in the darkness of his own will. When my will is possessed by the soul, she is symbolized by a city full of light that has ways of communication with all the places of the world. Even more, her communications extend in the sea, in the sun, in the stars, in the heavens. Provisions of all kinds reach this city from all places, so she is the richest, provided with everything, and by means of these communications, she is the best known in heaven and on earth. All pour into her, and she is the most loved. Thought the opposite for one who does not possess my will: she lives of hardships, she suffers starvation, homely crumbs are conceded to her out of pity, and she is often plundered by enemies. She suffers obscurity and lives in the most squalid misery."

Then, after this, feeling oppressed because of the privation of my sweet Jesus, with the addition of other pains of mine, I was offering everything in the adorable will had to obtain the triumph of its kingdom. Now, while I was doing this, I looked at the sky that was strewn with white and luminous clouds, and my sweet Jesus, moving in my interior, told me, "My daughter, look at these clouds. How beautiful they are! How they clothed the sky in form a beautiful ornament for the azure vault. But who was it that dispelled the darkness and put to flight obscurity and black shadows from within those clouds, transforming them into white and radiant clouds? The Sun, by investing them with its light. It made them lose their darkness and transform them into clouds of light. So they are clouds, but no longer clouds that cast darkness and obscure the earth, but rather clouds that give light. And while before the sun invested them, they seemed to disfigure the sky with their obscurity, taking the beauty of its azure away from it, now they pay honor to it and form a beautiful ornament. Now, my daughter, pains, mortifications, my privations, painful circumstances are like clouds for the soul that give darkness. But if the soul lets everything flow in my will, more than sun, my will invests them and converts them into clouds of most radiant light, in such a way as to form the most beautiful ornament for the heaven of the soul. In my will, all things lose their dark side that oppresses and seems to disfigure the poor creature, and everything serves to give her light and to adorn her with radiant beauty. And I keep repeating to all heaven, 'Look at her, how beautiful is the daughter of my will, adorned with these white and radiant clouds. She nourishes herself with light, and my will, investing her with its light, converts her into most splendid light.'"

April 12th, 1928, volume 24

"Analogy between Eden and Calvary. A kingdom cannot be formed with one act alone. Necessity of the death and resurrection of our Lord." I was doing my round in the Divine Fiat and was accompanying my sweet Jesus and the pains of his passion and following him to Calvary. My poor mind paused to think about the harrowing pains of Jesus on the cross, and he moved in my interior, telling me, "My daughter, Calvary is the New Eden in which mankind was given back what had lost by withdrawing from my will. The analogy between Calvary and Eden: In Eden, man lost Grace; on Calvary, he acquires it. In Eden, heaven was closed to him; he lost his happiness and rendered himself the slave of the infernal enemy. Here, in the New Eden, heaven is open to him once again; he reacquires the lost peace and happiness; the devil is chained, and man is freed from his slavery. In Eden, the sun of the Divine Fiat darkened and withdrew, and it became always nighttime for man, symbolized by the sun that withdrew from the face of the earth during the three hours of my terrible agony on the cross. Unable to sustain the torment of his Creator caused by the human will that with great perfidy had reduced my humanity to that state, horrified, this withdrew, and as I breathed my last, it reappeared again and continued its course of light. In the same way, the sun of my Fiat, my pains, my death, called back the new sun of my will to reign in the midst of creatures once again. So Calvary formed the dawn that called the sun of my eternal will to shine again in the midst of creatures. Dawn means certainty that the sun will come out. In the same way, the dawn that I formed on Calvary assures, even though about two thousand years have passed, that it will call the sun of my will to reign once again in the midst of creatures. In Eden, my love was defeated by them; here it triumphs and conquers the creature. In the first Eden, man receives the condemnation to death of stolen body, while in the second Eden, he is released from his condemnation, and the resurrection of the body is reconfirmed through the resurrection of my humanity. There are many relations between Eden and Calvary, and what man lost there, here he reacquires. In the kingdom of my pains, everything is given back, and the honor and the glory of the poor creature is reconfirmed by means of my pains and of my death. By withdrawing from my will, man formed the kingdom of his evils, of his weaknesses, passions, and miseries, and I wanted to come upon earth, I wanted to suffer greatly, I permitted that my humanity be lacerated, its flesh torn to pieces, how full of wounds, and I wanted even to die in order to form, by means of my many pains and of my death, the Kingdom opposite to the many evils that the creature had formed for herself. A kingdom cannot be formed with one act alone, but with many, many acts, and the more the act, the greater and more glorious the Kingdom becomes. Therefore, my death was necessary to my love. With my death, I was to give the kiss of life to creatures, and from my many wounds, I was to let all Goods out in order to form the kingdom of goods for creatures. So my wounds are springs that gush with Goods, and my death is spring from which life for all gushes forth. And just as my death was necessary, so was my resurrection necessary to my love, because by doing his will, man lost the life of my will, and I wanted to rise again to form not only the resurrection of the body, but the resurrection of the life of my will in it. Had I not risen again, a creature could not have risen once again in my Fiat; she would have lacked the virtue, the bond of her resurrection and mine, and therefore my love would have felt incomplete. It would have felt it could do more, but was not doing it, and so I would have remained with the hard martyrdom of a love that is not complete. If then ungrateful man does not make use of all I have done, the evil is all his own, but mine love possesses and enjoys its full triumph."

April 12th, 1929, volume 26

"The cremation act of profound adoration of the Divine Trinity." High was all abandoned in the Divine Fiat, its light eclipsed my littleness and transported me up there, even into the womb of the Eternal One, where nothing but light, sanctity, Beauty could be seen, that infused any profound adoration such that I felt my little existence changed into one single act of adoration for that God who so much loved me and loves me. Then, while my mind was wandering within the light of the Divine Volition, my lovable Jesus moved in my interior and told me, "My daughter, the sanctity of our divine being, the one power of our will with which we are invested in such a way that even though we are distinct as persons, yet our will that operates in us, that dominates, that rules, is always one. Are equal, reciprocal, and incessant love produced in us the most profound adoration among the divine persons. Sanctity, power, love produce in us the most profound adoration among the divine persons. So everything that comes out of us is but acts of profound adoration of all our divine being. Therefore, when our Divine Fiat wanted to issue the whole creation into the field with its creating, operating, and vivifying power, as our Fiat was being pronounced, we kept issuing from within ourselves acts of profound adoration. So the heavens are nothing other than an act of profound adoration of the immensity of our divine being, and therefore everywhere one can see heavens, both at night and at daytime, the immensity of our being released from our womb, the immensity of our adoration, and extended the starry heavens over the universe to call all those who would inhabit the earth in our one will, so as to unify them within the immensity of our adoration, in such a way that by virtue of our Fiat, man was to extend himself within the immensity of his Creator to form his heaven, have profound adoration for he who had created him. The sun is an act of adoration of our endless light, and the ardour of its profound adoration is such and so great that it is not content letting itself be seen up high under the vault of the heavens, but from the center of its sphere, it lowers its rays of light down to the level of the earth, molding and touching everything with its hands of light. It invests everything and everyone with its adoration of light and it calls plants, flowers, trees, birds, and creatures to form one single adoration in the will of the one who created them. The sea, the air, the wind, and all created things are nothing other than acts of profound adoration of our divine being that some from afar, some from nearby, called the creature into the unity of our Fiat to repeat the profound acts of our adoration, and as she makes what is ours her own, she can give us the sun, the wind, the sea, the flowery earth has profound adorations that our one will knows how to and can produce in the creature. What can our Fiat not do with its one stream that can do anything that unites everything? It keeps everything in act and it unites heaven and earth, Creator and creature, making them one."

Having said this, he withdrew into the depth of his light and he kept silent, and I remained there, continuing my round in the creation to follow that profound adoration of my Creator and all created things. Oh, how one could feel the fragrance of the divine adoration and each created thing. One could touch with one's own hand their adored breath. One could feel in the wind the penetrating, ruling adoration of our Creator that investing the whole earth, now with light, blowing now with mighty waves, now with caressing breaths, invests us so much and calls us to the adoration of its Creator that the wind possesses. Who can tell of the strength of the wind? In a few minutes, it goes around the entire world, and now with empire, now with moans, now with feeble voice, and now screaming, it invests us and calls us to unite ourselves to that divine adoration that it gives to its Creator. And continuing my round, I could see the sea. In those crystal clear waters, in that continuous murmuring, in its gigantic waves, Jesus was saying that that sea was nothing other than an act of profound adoration of the divine purity, adoration of their love that murmurs continuously, and in the waves, adoration of the divine strength that moves everything and everyone like light straw. Oh, if the Divine Fiat were raining in the creatures, it would let everyone read in each created thing the distinct adoration of our Creator that each thing possesses, and as it would unify us with all creation, one would be the adoration, one the loved, one the glory for the supreme being. How divine will come to reign and make it so that the will of all be one.

April 12th, 1930, volume 28

"The acts done in the Divine Will are walls of light around Jesus. The Sun, sower of the love of its Creator. How the Sun of the Divine Will forms its son and the creature and acts as divine sower." My abandonment in the Fiat continues, and following its acts, I was thinking about and accompanying the most bitter pains of my sweet Jesus and was saying to myself, "Oh, I would like to defend Jesus and prevent his receiving new offenses." And he, moving in my interior and clasping me in his arms, told me, "My daughter, if you want to defend me in a way that the offenses might not reach me, repair me in my Divine Will, because as you repair in it, you will form a wall of light around me, and if they offend, the offenses will remain outside of this wall of light; they will not enter inside, and I will feel defended by this wall of light, that is, by my own will, and will remain as those safe. So your love in my Divine Will will form for me a wall of love of light. Your adoration, your reparations will form for me a wall of light of adorations and of reparations, in such a way that the lack of love, the scorns of creatures will not reach me, but will remain outside of these walls, and if I feel them, I will feel that as though from afar, because my daughter has surrounded me with the impregnable wall of my Divine Will. My daughter, the love, the reparations, the prayers outside of my Fiat are just little drops, while in my Divine Will, the same things, the same acts are seized gigantic balls, endless rivers, has immense as my will is, so it renders the acts of the creature."

And then I was following the Supreme Fiat in the creation, and my mind was lost in comprehending the continuous act of it toward the creatures, both through created things and directly. It carries us as though in its arms to be our motion, her breath, heartbeat, life. Ho, if it could be seen by creatures what this Divine Will does for us, oh how they would love it and would let themselves be dominated by it. But alas, while we are inseparable from the Divine Will, everything comes to us through it. It is more than our own life; it is not recognized, it is not looked upon, and one lives as if we were far away from it.

Then, while I was going around in the creation, my beloved Jesus, coming out from within my interior, told me, "My daughter, all created things say love, but the sun, that with its light and with its heat has the supremacy over everything, is the sower of my love. As it rises in the morning, so it begins its sowing of love, its light, and its heath. Investor, and as it moves from flower to flower with its pure touch of light, it sews the variety of colors and of fragrances, and it pours the seed of love of the different divine qualities and of its loving fragrances. As it moves from plant to plant, from tree to tree, with its kiss of light, at pours in one place the seed of the sweetness of divine love, in another the variety of our loving flavors, in another the substance of divine love. In some, there is not one plant, flower, herb that does not receive the seed of our love that the sun brings to it. It can be said that it spends its day sowing love and irradiating all the earth, mountains, and seas with its light. Everywhere it shows the love of the eternal light of its Creator. But do you know the reason for this continuous sowing, never interrupted, that the sun does of our love over the face of the earth, and in so many ways? Perhaps for the earth, for the plants? No, all for the creatures. Oh yes, for love of them and to have the requital of their love. And oh, how wounded and embittered we remain when we see that creatures make use of flowers, fruits, and other things without recognizing that in everything they take, there is the seed of our love that through the sun we have poured over each created thing, and after so much love, and I love you is denied to us."

Having said this, he remained silent. I remained afflicted because of so much sorrow of Jesus, and I continued my acts in the Divine Fiat. And Jesus added, "Might hotter, the sun, though untiring and acting as sower of our love over the earth, in the evening, in withdrawing in order to form the day for other regions, seems to give peace to the earth, giving it the freedom to produce or not produce the seed that it has sown, intending to make the new assault of the sowing of love. On the other hand, the son of my Divine Will never leaves the soul, as it reflects itself in her with its light, and more than son, acts as divine sower with its reflections. It forms in her its son in the creature. Therefore, for one who lives in my Divine Will, there are no nights or sunsets or dawn or daybreak, but it is always full day, because its light gives itself to the creature as her nature, and what is in one's nature remains as once property. More so, since the son of my Divine Will possesses the source of light, and as many sons as it wants to form, so many it forms. But with all this, even though one who lives in my will possesses her own son that never withdraws, the son of my Fiat has always knew in heat, new sweetness, new flavors, new beauty to give, and the soul has always something to receive. There are no pauses, as with the sun that is under the vault of the heavens, in fact, not possessing the source of light, it cannot form many suns, as the earth keeps revolving around it. But with the sun of my Divine Volition, that possesses the source of it, its light always beats down, and calling the creature to continuous activity with it, it always gives her its new act, never interrupted."

April 12th, 1935, volume 33

"One who lives in the Divine Will leaves her coverings, reduces herself into nothing, and the All forms its life in the nothing. There is no will that does not possess its life. How the Celestial Queen loved us in her conception. [Music] Prodigies that the Divine Volition did in her. I feel my little atom, prouder than nothing, is lost in the All of the Divine Volition. Oh, how this All feels in the nothing of the creature, its free life, its operating power, its creative virtue, that everything that it wants, it can do within this nothing. One can say that this nothing is the amusement of the Divine Fiat, that with its Dominion it invests her, it entices her, it enraptures her, hip fills her. Had the nothing lets it do everything, and she loses nothing of the goods that she receives."

Now, all I thought this, my sweet Jesus making me his brief little visit, told me, "My aughter, when the soul lives in my Divine Will, she leaves her coverings, she empties herself of everything, in a way that she remains the pure nothing, and my Volition invests her, fills her with the All, dominates her, and forms there its prodigies of sanctity, of grace, of beauty, worthy of its creative power. But what is more, in this void of the nothing, it generates its love and forms its divine light there, and it renders itself dominator of the nothing and of its own divine life formed in her. Pando its love for this nothing arrives at so much that in the meantime it renders her dominating together with the Supreme Fiat, and since her dominion comes to her from the All that she possesses, she feels its same dominating virtue, and she dominates the Divine Will itself, such that both are dominating, but with highest Accord, possessing one single love and one single will. The human volition feels its life in mine, and she does not do anything if she does not feel my operating act that wants to operate in order to do it together. And mine feels my life in hers, and with its Dominion it imposes itself over the nothing in order to let her operate in the All. In fact, as the creature decides with firm will to live in mine, my volition begins to form its life in her. There is no will that does not possess its life, by means of which it develops its goodness, its power, its sanctity. The fullness of its love. Life is the manifestation of the will that she possesses, is the garment that covers her, it is the sound of her voice, she is the narrator of its marvels, of its infinity, of its power. Therefore, my Divine Will does not content itself with letting the creature live in it, the nothing in the All, no, no. Only then is it content when it closes the All in the nothing and forms its operating and dominating life there, and makes up the nothing what it wants. This is the reason why I speak to you about my will. It is your Jesus who speaks to you, because I am its life, its voice, its representative, the narrator of my Fiat that hides in me. So the greatest prodigy is to form my divine life in the nothing of the creature, that only my volition has this virtue, because possessing the creative strength, it can create itself, its life in one who wants to receive it. Now, possessing my life, the soul takes part of my sanctity, of my love, and oh, how beautiful it is to hear that the nothing says together with the All, 'Love, glory,' and with the dominating strength that she feels, she diffuses herself in the divine act and dominates together with my will. There is no greater contentment for us than to feel the nothing operating and dominating in our divine being. Therefore, be attentive to always live in my will."

After this, I continued my round in the Divine Will, and arriving at the Immaculate Conception, my sweet Jesus stopped me, telling me, "My daughter, I want to let you penetrate more within the Immaculate Conception of my most holy Mother, her prodigies, how she loved her Creator, and how for our love she loved all creatures. The little queen, and the act of being conceived, began her life together with the Divine Will, and therefore together with her Creator. So she felt all the strength, the immensity, the ardour of the Divine Love, and it was so much that she felt herself lost, drowned by love, such that she did not know how to do anything other than love he who loved her so much. He felt himself loved, but so much so, even to giving her his will into her power to have it as her own life, that it can be called the greatest love of God, the most heroic love, the love that alone can say, 'I have no more to give you; I have given you everything.' And the little Queen made use of this life in order to love him for as much as she was loved. She did not lose an instant without loving him, and she sought to be comparable to him in loving him. Now, our Divine Will, that possesses the all-seeing nough severe, a theme hid nothing from her. It made present to this holy creature all the human generations, each sin that they had done and that they would do, and even from the first instant of her conception, the tiny celestial one, who knew no other life then only the Divine Will, began to be sorrowful with the divine sorrow for each sin of the creature, so much so that she formed around each sin of theirs a sea of divine love and star. Oh, my will does not know how to do little things. It formed in her beautiful all seas of sorrow and of love for each sin and for every creature. Therefore, the holy little virgin, even from the first instant of her life, was queen of sorrow and of love, because our will, that can do everything, gave her such sorrow and love that if it had not sustained her with its power, she would have died for every sin, and many times consumed with love for how many creatures would exist. And our divinity began to have, in virtue of our will, the divine sorrow and divine love for everyone and for each one. Oh, how we feel satisfied and repaid for everything, and in virtue of this divine sorrow and love, we feel inclined toward everyone. Her love was so much that, ruling over us, she made us love those whom she loved so much, so that has this sublime creature came to light, the eternal Word ran in order to come to seek man and save him. Who can resist the operating power of our will in the creature, and what can she not do and obtain for however much she wants? How, if everyone only knew the great good that we made to the human generations by giving them this celestial queen, it was she who prepared the redemption, who conquered her Creator, and who was the bearer of the eternal Word on earth, how everyone would press themselves around her maternal knees in order to implore from her that divine will that she possesses, the life of."

April 12th, 1938, vol 36

"One who lives in the Divine Will pronounces his Fiat in every act he does and forms many divine lives. The difference between living in the Divine Will and being resigned to it." I am always in the arms of the Divine Fiat, and oh, how I feel the need of its life that breathes, palpitates, and circulates in my poor soul. Without it, I feel that everything dies for me: the light, the sanctity, the strength, even the very heaven dies as if it wouldn't belong to me anymore. But as soon as I feel its life, everything rises again in me. The light rises, which with its beauty gives life, purity, and sanctity. My Jesus himself rises with all his works. Heaven rises, which the holy will encloses, and my soul has in a chapel to make it all my own. If I live in His will, everything is mine, and nothing can miss. Oh, Holy Will, as I start this 36th volume, I pray you, I beg you, I implore you not to leave me not even one instant, so that you speak, you write, you will make yourself known and make known how you want to be the life of all in order to give your goods to all. If you let me do it, I won't be able to make you known as you want, because I'm incapable, but if you do it, you will triumph, you will be known, and you will have your kingdom in the whole world. How, Holy Will, with your power, you eclipsed all the evils of the creatures, you put your almighty end so that they leave the way of sin and find themselves in the way of your Divine Will. To you, Queen Mother of the Divine Fiat, I consecrate this volume in a special way, so that your love, your maternity may be spread throughout these pages to call your children to live together with you in that same will whose kingdom you possessed. As I start kneeling at your feet, I implore your maternal blessing.

So, while my mind was immersed in the Divine Fiat, my sweet Jesus, visiting my little soul with inexpressible goodness, told me, "Might bless a daughter of my will, how many wonders my will can make in the creature as long as she gives it the first place and all the freedom to operate. My will takes the will, the word, the act that the creature wants to do as part of itself, covers it with its creative Verte, pronounces its Fiat in it, and forms as many lives for as many existing creatures. You are asking in my will for the baptism of all newborn babies that will come to the light of the day, and then for its life to reign in them. My will did not hesitate for an instant; soon it pronounced its Fiat and formed as many lives from itself for as many newborn babies coming to the light, baptizing them as you wanted with its first light and then giving each one of them its life. If these newborn babies, for lack of knowledge, will not possess our life, this life still remains for us, and we will have many divine lives that love us, glorify us, bless us as we do ourselves. These divine lives are our greatest glory, but they do not put aside the creature who gave our Fiat the opportunity to form so many of our lives for these newborn babies who are coming to the light. Rather, they keep her hidden in themselves to let her love as they love and let her do what they do. Neither would they set the newborn babies aside, rather they would give them so much attention, guard and defend them as to be able to reign in their Souls. My daughter, who can tell you how much we love this creature who lives in our will? We love her so much that we leave our will in her power to let her do what she wants. If she wants to form our lives, we let her do that. If she wants to fill heaven and earth with our love, we give her the freedom to do it, so much so that she can make everyone say that they love us. We even hear the 'I love you' of one who lives in our will, and the little bird that trills and warbles and sings. If in the ardour of her love she wants to love more, she can enter our creative act and delight herself with new Suns, heavens, and stars, making us say unceasingly, 'I love you, I love you,' and taking part in narrating our glory in our will. The sight is long and all attentive to see what she wants and how she can love us more. My God, how many wonders! How many surprises there are in your will! Its sweet and chant minh is so great that not only does one remain captivated, but as if embalmed, transformed in the wonders of the Fiat, in such a way that one doesn't know how to get out of it."

So I was thinking to myself, "What is the difference between one who lives in the Divine Will, one who is resigned to it, and one who doesn't do the Divine Will at all?" My sweet Jesus, coming back, added, "My blessed daughter, the difference is so big that there is no comparison at all. One who lives in my will has dominion over all, and we love her so much that we even let her dominate ourselves. We are so pleased and seeing the little creature dominating us that we feel unusual joy because we see our will dominates in the creature, and she dominates together with our well. How many times we let her win? Many times our joy is so great that we let our will win in the creature instead of in ourselves. Further, by living in the Divine Widow, being in continuous contact with it, she acquires divine senses. She acquires a long sight; her light is so penetrating and clear that she can even fix herself in God, in whom she sees the divine mysteries. She can touch our sanctity and beauty, loving them and possessing them with this eye of light. She can find her Creator everywhere; there is nothing in which she can't find him with his majesty and his love. He bundles the creature and makes her feel how much he loves her, and feeling her love, he loves her, and oh, how unspeakable the joys on both parts, feeling his love and loving him in everything. She acquires divine hearing, and soon she hears what we want; she is always intent on listening to us, and there is no need to repeat again and again what we want; a small sign is enough, and all is done. She acquires a divine sense of smell; by merely smelling, she feels whether what is around her is good, holy, and belongs to us. She acquires divine taste to the extent that she fills herself with love, and all that is heaven. Finally, in our will, she acquires our touch, so that all is pure and holy, and there is no fear that even the smallest breath may shade her. Help you, lovely and pretty, the one who lives in my Fiat. On the other hand, one who is only resigned does not live and continuous contact with us. It can be said that she does not know anything about our Supreme Being. Her sight is so weak and sickly that it is painful for her even to look; she suffers from the last stage of myopia, and she can hardly see even the most necessary things. She can hardly hear, and how very much it takes to make her listen, if she listens at all. Her smell, taste, and touch scents only what is human; she feeds herself with earthly things, feels the touch of passions and the sweetness of mundane pleasures. She doesn't even do my will every day, but only in painful circumstances and encounters when my will offers her a suffering. Hopeful creatures, without my continuous will, how weak they grow, so nervous and ill as to move to pity. How I pity them! Finally, one who is not even resigned, blind and with no sense of smell, loses the taste for every good. She is a poor paralytic who cannot really help herself; she imprisons herself in a web of unhappiness and sins and is not able to get out."

End of April 12th Fiat.