Divine Will for every day of the year - December 26, 1923 Volume 16

I went through most bitter days because of the privation of Jesus. I felt like a most vile rag which Jesus had put aside because it was disgusting to Him, so dirty as it was. In my interior, I heard say: “In My Will there are no rags, but everything is Life – and Divine Life. A rag is torn, becomes dirty, because it does not contain life; instead, in My Will, which contains life and gives life to all, there is no danger that the soul may be torn to pieces, or even less get dirty.”

Not paying attention to this, I thought to myself: “What beautiful Christmas holidays Jesus is making me spend! It shows how much He loves me!”

And He, moving in my interior, added: “My daughter, for one who does My Will, it is always Christmas. As the soul enters My Will, I am conceived in her act; as she performs her act, I develop My Life; as she completes it, I rise again, and the soul remains conceived in Me, develops her life in Mine, and rises again in My own acts. See, then, how Christmas holidays are for those who, once a year, prepare and place themselves in My Grace, and so they feel something new about My Birth within them. Bur for one who does My Will it is always Christmas: I am born again in each one of her acts. So, would you want Me to be born in you once a year? No, no — for one who does My Will, My birth, My Life, My Death and My Resurrection must be a continuous act, which is never interrupted; otherwise, what would be the difference, the immeasurable distance, from the other sanctities?” …