This morning, as I was all oppressed and in suffering, much more so, because of the privation of my sweet Jesus, after much waiting, I saw Him for just a little and He told me: "My daughter, the true way of suffering is in not looking at whom the sufferings come from, or at that which one suffers, but at the good that must come from those sufferings. This was My way of Suffering. I looked neither at the executioners, nor at the suffering, but at the good I intended to do by means of My Suffering, also for the very ones who gave Me suffering. And looking at the good that was to come to men, I disregarded everything else, and with intrepidness I followed the course of My Suffering. My daughter, this is the easiest and most profitable way to suffer — not only with patience, but with unconquered and courageous heart."