From the Calendar--December 13, 1928 Volume 25

At that moment, Jesus kept silent, and I heard the sound of the harmonium playing in the chapel; and Jesus pricked up His ears to listen, and then He added: “Oh! how happy I feel because this sound delights the little daughter of My Will. And I, in hearing it, delight together with her. Oh! how beautiful it is to be delighted together. To make one who loves Me happy is the greatest of My Happinesses.”

And I: “Jesus, my Love, my happiness for me is You alone, all other things hold no attraction over me.”

And Jesus: “Certainly the greatest happiness for you is I, because I contain the source of all joys and happinesses; but I enjoy in giving you the small happinesses, and just as I Myself feel them and enjoy them, I want you to feel them and enjoy them together with Me.”

Then, I was thinking to myself: “Jesus delights so much when I delight in the many happinesses that He spread in the Creation; and why, then, does He grieve me so much, and He renders me so unhappy, to the point of feeling as if I had no life without Him? And in feeling myself without life, all happinesses lose life over my poor soul!”

And Jesus added: “My daughter, if you knew what the utility of My privations is.... You feel yourself lifeless without Me, you feel you are dead; yet, over that pain and that death, My new Life is formed; and this new life brings you the new manifestations of the life of My Divine Will. In fact, since your pain is a Divine pain, that has the virtue of making you feel death, but without dying, it has the virtue of making My very Life rise again, with the enchantment of My Truths.

“The pain of My privation prepares the place for My new Life, and disposes your soul to listen to and to comprehend the important truths on My Divine Fiat. If I did not deprive you of Me so very often, you would not have had the new surprises of your Jesus, His many teachings. Have you yourself not seen how, after you have been without Me and you thought that everything was over for you, My Life would rise again in you and, all love and festive, I would set about giving you My lessons? So, when I deprive you of Me, I remain hidden in you and I prepare the work to give you, and My new Life to rise again.

“I too suffered the pain of death, to make all creatures rise again in the pain of My Death. Death, suffered in the Divine order and in order to fulfill the Divine Will, produces Divine Life, so that all creatures might receive this Divine Life. And, after having suffered so many deaths, I wanted to really die—how many goods did My Resurrection not produce? It can be said that with My Resurrection all the goods of My Redemption rose again, and, with it, all goods rose again for creatures, as well as their very life. Therefore, be attentive, and let Me do.”

From the Calendar--December 12, 1917 Volume 12

Continuing in my usual state, I was fusing all of myself in the Holy Will of my sweet Jesus, and I prayed, I loved, I repaired. And He said to me: "My daughter, do you want a simile for the acts done in My Will? Look up and you will see the sun — a circle of light, with its limits and its shape. But the light which comes from this sun, from within the limits of its circle, fills the earth and extends everywhere -- not in a round shape, but wherever it finds earth, mountains, seas to illuminate and to invest with its heat; so much so, that with the majesty of its light, with the beneficial influence of its heat, and by investing everyone, the sun becomes the king of all planets, and holds supremacy over all created things.

“Now, such are the acts done in My Will, and still more. In doing her act, the creature makes it small and limited, but as it enters into My Will, it becomes immense, it invests all, it gives light and heat to all, it reigns over all, it acquires supremacy over all the other acts of creatures — it has right over all. Therefore, she rules, she dominates, she conquers; yet, her act is small, but by doing it in My Will, it went through an incredible transformation, which not even Angels are allowed to comprehend. I alone can measure the just value of these acts done in My Will. They are the triumph of My Glory, the outpouring of My Love, the fulfillment of Redemption; and I feel as though repaid for Creation itself. Therefore, always forward, in My Will."

From the Calendar--December 2, 1999 Volume 3

[As Luisa has no entries dated December 11th, let us share this passage from another date.]

After this, I remained in silence, and He added: “Today I take pleasure in spending time with you. Tell Me something.” And I: “You know that all my contentment is in being with You, and in having You, I have everything. So, in possessing You, it seems I have nothing else to desire, or to say.” And Jesus: “Let Me hear your voice that cheers My hearing. Let us converse together a little; I have spoken to you many times about the Cross; today, let Me hear you speak of the Cross.”

I felt all confused; I did not know what to say. But as He sent me a ray of intellectual light, to make Him content I began to say: “My Beloved, who can say to You what the Cross is? Your mouth alone can speak worthily of the sublimity of the Cross; but since You want me to speak, I will do it.

“The Cross, suffered by You, freed me from the slavery of the devil, and espoused me to the Divinity with an indissoluble bond. The Cross is fecund and gives birth to Grace in me. The Cross is Light, It disillusions me of what is temporal, and reveals to me what is eternal. The Cross is fire, and reduces to ashes all that is not of God, to the point of emptying my heart of the tiniest blade of grass that might be in it. The Cross is coin of inestimable value, and if I have, O Holy Spouse, the fortune of possessing it, I will be enriched with eternal coins, to the point of becoming the richest in Paradise, because the currency that circulates in Heaven is the Cross suffered on earth. The Cross, then, makes me know myself; not only this, but It gives me the knowledge of God. The Cross grafts all virtues into me. The Cross is the noble pulpit of the uncreated Wisdom, that teaches me the highest, the finest and most sublime doctrines. So, only the Cross will reveal to me the most hidden mysteries, the most secret things, the most perfect perfection, hidden to the most erudite and learned of the world. The Cross is like beneficent water that purifies me; not only this, but It administers to me the nourishment for the virtues, It makes them grow, and only then does It leave me, when It brings me back to Eternal Life. The Cross is like celestial dew, which preserves and embellishes for me the beautiful lily of purity. The Cross is the nourishment of Hope. The Cross is the beacon of operating Faith. The Cross is like hard wood, which preserves the fire of Charity, keeping it always lit. The Cross is like dry wood, which dispels and puts to flight all the smokes of pride and of vainglory, producing the humble violet of humility in the soul. The Cross is the most powerful weapon that offends the demons, and defends me from all of their claws. Therefore, the soul who possesses the Cross is the envy and admiration of the very Angels and Saints, and the rage and indignation of the demons. The Cross is my Paradise on earth, in such a way that if the Paradise of the Blessed up there, is of delights, the Paradise down here is of sufferings. The Cross is the chain of most pure gold that connects me to You, my Highest Good, and forms the most intimate union which can possibly be given, to the point of making my being disappear. And It transforms me in You, my Beloved, to the point that I feel lost within You, and I live from your very Life.”

After I said this (I don’t know whether it is nonsense), my lovable Jesus was all delighted in listening to me, and taken by enthusiasm of love, kissed me all over, and said to me: “Brava, brava, my beloved — you spoke well! My Love is fire, but not like the terrestrial fire which, wherever it penetrates, renders things sterile and reduces everything to ashes. My fire is fecund, and it renders sterile only that which is not virtue. To all the rest it gives life, it makes beautiful flowers bloom, it makes the most delicious fruits mature, and forms the most delightful celestial garden. The Cross is so powerful, and I communicated so much grace to It, as to render It more effective than the very Sacraments; and this, because in receiving the Sacrament of My Body, the dispositions and free concourse of the soul are needed in order to receive My graces, and many times these may be lacking; while the Cross has the virtue of disposing the soul to grace.”

From the Calendar--December 10, 1918 Volume 12

I was saying to my sweet Jesus: "See, I don’t know how to do anything, nor do I have anything to give You, but I want to give You my trifles. I unite these trifles of mine to the All, as You are, and I ask You for souls. Therefore, as I breathe, my breathing asks You for souls; the beating of my heart, with incessant cries, asks You for souls; the motion of my arms, the blood which circulates in me, the batting of my eyelids, the movements of my lips — are souls that I ask of You. And I ask this united with You, with Your Love and in Your Will, so that everyone may hear my incessant cry within You, always asking for souls."

Now, as I was saying this and other things, my Jesus moved in my interior and told me: "My daughter, how sweet and pleasing to Me, is the prayer of the souls who are intimate with Me! How I feel My hidden Life of Nazareth being repeated — with no outward appearance, without any circle of people, with no sound of bells; completely neglected and alone, to the extent that I was barely known. I kept rising between Heaven and earth, asking for souls — not even a breath or a heartbeat escaped Me, which did not ask for souls. And as I did this, My blast resounded in Heaven, and drew the Love of the Father to give Me souls. This same sound, reverberating in hearts, cried out in a sonorous voice: ‘Souls!’ How many wonders did I not work during My hidden Life, known only to My Father in Heaven and to My Mother on earth!

“The same for the hidden soul, who is intimate with Me: as she prays, though no sound is heard on earth, her prayers, like bells, resound more vibrantly in Heaven, to the extent of calling the whole of Heaven to unite Itself with her, and to let mercy descend upon the earth, which resounding not to the hearing but to the hearts of creatures, may dispose them to convert."

From the Calendar--December 9, 1916 Volume 11

I was afflicted because of the privations of my sweet Jesus; and if He comes, while I breathe a little bit of life, I am left more afflicted in seeing Him more afflicted than I am. He does not want to hear about placating Himself, because creatures force Him, and snatch more scourges from Him. But while He scourges, He cries over the lot of man, and He hides deep inside my heart, almost not to see what man suffers. It seems that one can no longer live in these sad times; yet, it seems that this is only the beginning.

Then, as I was worried about my hard and sad lot of having to be so very often without Him, my sweet Jesus came, and throwing one arm around my neck, told me: "My daughter, do not increase My pains by worrying – they are already too many. I do not expect this from you; on the contrary, I want you to make My pains, My prayers and all of Myself your own, in such a way that I may find in you another Me. In these times I want great satisfactions, and only one who makes Me his own can give them to Me. That which the Father found in Me – glory, delight, love, satisfactions whole and perfect, and for the good of all – I want to find in these souls, like as many other Jesuses that match Me. These intentions you must repeat in each Hour of the Passion that you do, in each action – in everything. If I do not find My satisfactions – ah, it is over for the world! The scourges will pour down in torrents. Ah, My daughter! Ah, My daughter!" And He disappeared.

From the Calendar--December 8, 1924 Volume 17

I was thinking about and reflecting on the Immaculate Conception of my Sovereign Queen Mama. The qualities, the beauties and the prodigies of Her Immaculate Conception were pouring into my mind – a prodigy that surpasses all other prodigies made by God in all of creation. Now, while I was thinking of this, I said to myself: “Great is the prodigy of the Immaculate Conception, but my Celestial Mama had no trial during her Conception: everything was favorable to Her, both on the part of God and on the part of Her nature, created by God, so happy, so holy, so privileged. So, what was Her heroism and Her trial? If the Angel was not exempted from the test — nor was Adam in Eden — was the Queen of All alone to be exempted and not to deserve the most beautiful halo that the trial would place on Her august head of Queen and Mother of the Son of God?”

While I was thinking about this, my adorable Jesus, moving in my interior, told me: "My daughter, no one can be acceptable to Me without the test. Had there been no test, I would have had a mother slave, not free; and slavery does not enter Our relations or Our works, nor can it share in Our free Love. My Mama had Her first trial from the very first moment of Her conception. As soon as She did Her first act of reason, She knew Her human will on one side, and the Divine Will on the other, and She was left free to adhere to any of those two wills. And without losing one instant, knowing all the intensity of the sacrifice She was making, She gave Us Her will, without wanting to know it ever again; and We gave Her Ours as gift. And in this exchange of donation of wills on both sides, poured all the qualities, the beauties, the prodigies, the immense seas of grace of the Immaculate Conception of the most privileged of all creatures.

“It is always the will that I am used to testing. All sacrifices, even death, which were not directed to Me from the human will, would nauseate Me, and would attract not even a glance of Mine.

“But do you want to know what was the greatest prodigy worked by Us in this creature so holy, and the greatest heroism of this creature so beautiful, that no one – no one will ever be able to equal? She began Her life with Our Will, and with Our Will She continued it and fulfilled it. So, one can say that She fulfilled it from the moment She started it, and that She started it there where She fulfilled it; and Our greatest prodigy was that in each one of Her thoughts, words, breaths, heartbeats, movements and steps, Our Will poured upon Her, and She offered Us the heroism of a Divine and eternal thought, word, breath, heartbeat, operating in Her. This raised Her so high that what We were by nature, She was by grace. All of Her other qualities, Her privileges, Her very Immaculate Conception, would have been nothing compared to this great prodigy. Even more, this is what confirmed Her and made Her stable and strong during all of Her life. My continuous Will, pouring upon Her, made Her share in the Divine Nature; and Her continuous receiving It, rendered Her strong in love, strong in sorrow — different from everyone. In this Will of Ours operating in Her, She drew the Word upon earth, and the seed of the Divine Fecundity in order to conceive a Man and God without human intervention. And Our Will made Her worthy to be the Mother of Her own Creator.

“This is why I keep insisting on the topic of my Will – because My Will maintains the soul beautiful, just as she came out of Our hands, and raises her as the original copy of her Creator. As many great works and sacrifices as one may do, if My Will is not in them, I refuse them, I do not recognize them – it is not food for Me. And the most beautiful works, without My Will, become food for the human will, for self-esteem, and for the greed of the creature."

From the Calendar--December 7, 1902 Volume 4

As I was in my usual state, I found myself amid most thick darkness. In it there were thousands of people whom that darkness rendered blind, to the point that they themselves could not understand what they were doing. It seemed it was part of Italy and part of France. Oh, how many errors could be seen in France – worse than those of Italy! It seemed that they had lost their human reason, the primary endowment of man, which distinguishes him from the beasts. But he has become worse than the beasts themselves. Near this darkness one could see a lamp; I approached it and I found my loving Jesus, but so afflicted and indignant with those people that I trembled like a leaf, and I only said: “Lord, placate Yourself and let me suffer by pouring your indignation upon me.” And He told me: "How can I placate Myself if they want to exclude Me from them, as if they were not a work created by Me? Don’t you see how France has driven Me away from herself, considering herself honored in no longer recognizing Me? And how Italy wants to follow France, as there are some who would give their souls to the devil in order to win that point of forming the law of divorce — after they tried so many times and were left crushed and confused? Instead of placating Myself and pouring My indignation upon you, I suspend you from the state of victim, because after My Justice has tried several times, using all of Its power so as not to give that chastisement wanted by man himself – and in spite of this, he still wants it – it is necessary for Justice to suspend one who holds It back, and to let the chastisement fall." And I: “Lord, if You wanted to suspend me for other chastisements, I would easily have accepted, because it is right that the creature conform to Your Holy Will in everything; but to accept it for this evil most grave... my soul cannot digest this suspension. Rather, invest me with Your power and allow me to go into the midst of those people who want this.” While saying this, I found myself with them; they seemed to be invested with diabolical forces, especially one of them, who seemed enraged. As though wanting to turn everything upside down, I spoke and spoke, but I could barely manage to cast a few glimmers of reason into him, making known to him the error they were committing. After this, I found myself inside myself, with sufferings extremely scarce.

From the Calendar--December 6, 1917 Volume 12

After having received Jesus in the Sacrament, I was telling my Jesus: “I kiss You with the kiss of Your Will. You are not content if I give You only my kiss, but You want the kiss of all creatures. So I give You the kiss in Your Will, because in It I find all creatures; and on the wings of Your Will, I take all their mouths and I give You the kiss of all; and as I kiss You, I kiss You with the kiss of Your Love, so that I may kiss You not with my love, but with Your own Love, and You may feel the contentment, the sweetness and the gentleness of Your own Love on the lips of all creatures, in such a way that, as You are attracted by Your own Love, I may force You to kiss all creatures...” But then, who can tell all the nonsense I was saying to my lovable Jesus?

Then my sweet Jesus told me: "My daughter, how sweet it is for Me to see, to feel, the soul in My Will. Without realizing it, she finds herself at the heights of My acts, of My prayers, of the way I acted when I was on this earth. She places herself almost at My level. In My most tiny acts, I enclosed all creatures, past, present and future, in order to offer to the Father complete acts in the name of all creatures. Not even one breath of the creatures escaped Me, which I did not enclose in Me; otherwise the Father might have found some exceptions in recognizing the creatures, and all their acts – because they would not have been done by Me and have come out from Me. He might have said to Me: ‘You have not done everything — and for everyone; Your work is not complete. I cannot recognize all of them, because You have not embodied them all within You, and I want to recognize only what You did.” Therefore, in the immensity of My Will, of My Love and Power, I did everything, and for everyone.

“So, how could other things, outside of My Will, ever please Me, as beautiful as they might be? They are always low, human and finite acts. Instead, the acts in My Will are noble, divine, interminable and infinite — as My Volition is. They are similar to mine, and I give them the same value, love, power of My own acts; I multiply them in everyone; I extend them to all generations and to all times. What do I care if they are small? They are still My acts that are being repeated, and that’s enough. And then, the soul places herself in her true nothingness -- not in humility, in which she always feels something of herself. And as a nothing she enters into the All, and operates with Me, in Me and like Me — completely stripped of herself, not caring about merit or self-interest, but all intent only on making Me happy, giving Me absolute lordship over her acts, without even wanting to know what I do with them. Only one thought occupies her: to live in My Will, praying to Me that I may give her the honor. This is why I love her so much, and all My predilections and My Love are for this soul who lives in My Will. And if I love the others, it is by virtue of the love which I have for this soul, and which descends from her — just as the Father loves the creatures by virtue of the Love He has for Me."

And I: “How true it is what You say — that in Your Will one wants nothing and wants to know nothing. If one wants to do something, it is because You have done it. One feels the ardent desire to repeat Your things. Everything disappears; one no longer wants to do anything.” And Jesus: "And I make her do everything, and I give everything to her."

From the Calendar--December 5, 1928 Volume 25

[Jesus speaking] “What a difference is there not between the sun in the height of its sphere and the earth in its lowness? The poor earth is subject to the night, to seasons, and to asking the sun to form the beautiful flowerings, the colors, the sweetness, the maturity of its fruits. And the sun is not free to display all of its effects over the earth, if the earth does not lend itself to receive them; so much so, that certain points of the earth the sun does not always reach, and other points are dry and without plants.

“This is nothing other than a simile of one who does My Divine Will and lives in It and one who lives in the earth of her human volition. The first makes descend, not only the Sun of My Divine Will into her soul, but the whole of Heaven. Therefore, with this Sun, she possesses the perennial day, a day that never sets, because the light has the virtue of putting darkness to flight. So, the night of passions, the night of weaknesses, of miseries, of coldnesses, of temptations, cannot be there with this Sun; and if they wanted to draw near to form the seasons in the soul, this Sun beats down Its rays and puts all nights to rushed flight, saying: ‘I am here, and that’s enough—My seasons are seasons of light, of peace, of happiness and of perennial flowering.’ This soul is the bearer of Heaven upon earth. …”

From the Calendar--December 4, 1902 Volume 4

I was thinking in my mind about this obedience, saying: “They are right in commanding me this way; besides, it is not such a great thing that the Lord would allow me to obey in the way wanted by them. So they say: either He should let you obey, or He should tell the reason why He wants the confessor to come to make you come round from that state.” While I was thinking of this, my adorable Jesus moved in my interior, telling me: "My daughter, I wanted them to find the reason of My operating by themselves, because in My life, from the moment I was born up to My death, everything can be found, since the life of the whole Church is enclosed in it. When compared to some step that can be conformed to My life, the most difficult matters are solved, the most tangled situations are unraveled, and in the most obscure and abstruse ones, such that the human mind almost becomes lost in that obscurity, one finds the clearest and brightest light. This means that they do not have My life as the rule of their operating, otherwise they would have found the reason. But since they have not found the reason themselves, it is necessary that I speak and manifest it."

After this, He stood up and with empire – but so much that I became fearful – He said: "What is the meaning of that ‘ostende te sacerdoti’ [show yourself to the priest]?" Then, becoming sweeter, He added: "My power extended everywhere, and from any place I was I could operate the most sensational miracles; yet, in almost all My miracles I wanted to be personally present. As for example, when I resurrected Lazarus, I went there, I had them remove the sepulchral stone, then I had him released, and then, with the empire of My voice I called him back to life. In resurrecting the young girl, I took her by the hand with My right hand, and I called her back to life; and in many other things which are recorded in the Gospel, and which are known to all, I wanted to be there with My presence. This teaches the way in which the priest must behave in his operating, since the future life of the Church was enclosed in Mine. And these are things that pertain to you, though in general; but your specific circumstance they will find on Calvary. I, priest and victim, lifted up on the wood of the cross, wanted a priest to be present, to assist Me in that state of victim – and he was Saint John, who represented the nascent Church. In him I saw everyone — Popes, bishops, priests and all the faithful together; and while assisting Me, He offered Me as victim for the glory of the Father and for the good outgrowth of the nascent Church. The fact that a priest assisted Me in that state of victim did not happen by chance, but everything was a profound mystery predisposed ab aeterno [from eternity] in the Divine Mind, intending that when I choose a soul as victim for the grave needs present in the Church, a priest must offer her to Me, assist her for Me, help her and encourage her to suffer. If these things are understood – fine, they themselves will receive the fruit of the work they offer; just like Saint John: how many goods did he not receive for having assisted Me on Mount Calvary? If then they are not understood, they do nothing but put my work amid continuous contrasts, diverting my most beautiful designs.

“In addition to this, My Wisdom is infinite, and when It sends some cross to a soul for her sanctification, It does not take that soul alone, but five, ten... as many as I please, so that not one alone, but all others together may be sanctified. In fact, on Calvary I was not alone; in addition to having a priest, I had a Mother, I had friends and also enemies, and on seeing the prodigy of My patience, many of them believed in Me as the God I was, and were converted. Had I been alone, would they have received these great goods? Certainly not."

But who can say everything He told me, or explain the most minute meanings? I said this the best I could – the way I was able to say it in my roughness. I hope that the Lord will do the rest, by illuminating them so that they may comprehend what I have not been able to manifest well.

From the Calendar--December 3, 1926 Volume 20

“Do you know what puts distance between God and the soul? The human will! Each act of it is one step of distance between the Creator and the creature. The more the human will operates, the more man moves away from He who created him; he loses sight of Him; he decays from his origin; he breaks every bond with the Celestial Family.

“Suppose that a sun’s ray could detach itself from the center of its sphere: as it moves away from the sun, it feels itself dispersing light; and if it moves so far away as to completely lose sight of the sun, this ray disperses all of its light and turns into darkness. This ray, converted into darkness, feels a motion, a life within itself, but it is no longer capable of giving light, because it possesses none; therefore its motion, its life, is only capable of spreading thick darkness.

“Such are the creatures—rays of light that came out from the sphere of the Sun of the Divinity: as they move away from My Will, they empty themselves of light, because it was given to My Will to preserve the light in these rays; and so they turn into darkness. Oh! if all knew what it means not to do My Will—oh! how attentive they would be not to let the poison of the human will, destroyer of every good, enter into them.”

From the Calendar--December 2, 1928 Volume 25

“Ah! don’t you know that you are the Tabernacle of My Divine Will? How many works have I not done in you; how many graces have I not poured into you in order to form this Tabernacle for Myself? A Tabernacle—I could call it—unique in the world. In fact, as for Eucharistic tabernacles, I have a good number of them, but in this Tabernacle of My Divine Fiat I do not feel like a prisoner, I possess the endless expanses of My Will, I do not feel alone, I have one who keeps Me perennial company; and now I act as a teacher and I give you My celestial lessons; now I do My outpourings of love and of sorrow; now I celebrate, to the point of amusing Myself with you.

“So, if I pray, if I suffer, if I cry and if I celebrate, I am never alone, I have the little daughter of My Divine Will together with Me. And then, I have the great honor and the most beautiful conquest, that I like the most, which is a human will all sacrificed for Me, and as the footstool of My Divine Will. I could call it My favorite Tabernacle, in which I so much delight, that I would not exchange it for the Eucharistic tabernacles; because in them I am alone, nor does the host give Me a Divine Will as I find It in you, such that, as It bilocates Itself, while I have It within Me, I also find It in you. …”

From the Calendar--December 1, 1927 Volume 23

I was feeling totally without my highest Good, Jesus, and as much as I asked for Him, I could not manage to find Him. So I felt tortured and embittered in an unspeakable way. My words don’t have the terms to manifest my sorrow, therefore I move on.

Then, after long days of martyrdom and of abandonment in that Divine Fiat, my Beloved Jesus moved in my interior and told me: “My daughter, I want from you the same strength of mind of the Celestial Sovereign Lady, who reached the point of loving the Divine Will more than the very Humanity of Her Son Jesus. How many times the Divine Will commanded Us to separate from each other, and I had to go far away from Her, and She had to remain without Me, without following Me. And She stayed with such strength and peace as to place Her very Son after the Divine Fiat; so much so, that the Divine Fiat, enraptured by such strength, bilocated the Sun of My Divine Will, and while remaining with My Mama, centralized in Her, It remained centralized in Me. The Sun bilocated Itself, but the light remained as one—extending, but without ever separating from both centers of the bilocated Sun.

“The Sovereign Queen had received everything from My Will—fullness of grace, sanctity, sovereignty over everything, and even the fecundity to be able to give life to Her Son. My Will had given Her everything and had denied Her nothing; so, when My Will wanted Me to go far away, with heroic strength, She would give back to the Divine Will what She had received. The heavens were stupefied in seeing the strength, the heroism of She who—yet they knew—loved Me more than Her very life.

“So I would like to see the little daughter of My Divine Will: strong, peaceful and, with heroism, giving your Jesus back to the Divine Will when It wants you to remain without Him. I would rather not see you disheartened, melancholic, but with the strength of the Celestial Mama; and just as for the Sovereign Queen of Heaven the separation was only external and apparent, but internally the Divine Volition kept Us fused together and inseparable, so it will be with you: My Volition will keep you fused within Me, and we will do the same acts together, without ever separating.”

From the Calendar--November 30, 1929 Volume 27

… I thought to myself: “How can I arrive at pearling each thought of creature with my ‘I love You’?”

And my sweet Jesus, moving in my interior, told me: “My daughter, with My Will you can do anything, and can reach anything. Now, you must know that, before sinning, in each thought he made, in each gaze, word, work, step, heartbeat, man gave his act to God, and God gave His continuous Act to man. So, his condition was of always giving to his Creator, and of always receiving. There was such harmony between Creator and creature that, on both sides, they could not be without one giving and the other receiving, to then give act again, be it even a thought, a gaze. Therefore, each thought of man looked for God, and God ran to fill his thought with grace, with sanctity, with light, with life, with Divine Will. It can be said that the littlest act of man loved and recognized He who had given him life, and God loved him back by requiting him with His Love, and by making His Divine Life grow in each act of man, little and great. He was incapable of receiving the Divine Life all at once—he was too narrow, and God gave It to him sip by sip, in each act he did for love of Him, taking delight in giving him always, to form His Divine Life in him.

“Therefore, each thought and act of man poured into God, and God poured into him. This was the true order of Creation: to find in man, in each of his acts, his Creator, so that He might be able to give him His Light and what He had established to give him. Our Divine Will, present in Us and in him, made Itself the bearer of one and of the other, and forming the full day in him, It placed in common the goods of both. How happy was the condition of man when Our Divine Fiat reigned in him. It can be said that he was growing on Our paternal knees, attached to Our breast, from which he drew growth and his formation.

“This is why I want that, in My Divine Volition, each thought of creature have your ‘I love You’—to call back the order between Creator and creature. In fact, you must know that, by sinning, man not only rejected Our Fiat, but broke the love toward He who had loved him so much; he put himself at a distance from his Creator, and a far away love cannot form life, because true love feels the need to be nourished by the love of the beloved, and to remain so close as to be impossible for them to separate. … “

From the Calendar--November 29, 1937 Volume 35

…Then, Jesus continued: “My good daughter, Our Love is such that, everywhere and in every place—even in the most tiny blade of grass, in the air that the creature breathes, in the water she drinks; even underneath her steps, as she treads the ground—We send Our Voices, Our spasming cries of Love—‘I Love you, I Love you, I Love you!...’ But Our Love can’t find peace, feeling that It’s not listened to by the creature, and not hearing her repeating: ‘I love You, I love You...’ And in Our delirium of Love We say: ‘O...is anybody listening to Us? O...! Nobody is saying to Us “I love You, I love You.” Why then say “I Love You, I Love You,” if nobody returns it to Us? To whom do We say “I Love you...” to the air, to the wind, to the empty space? Our “I Love you” doesn’t know where to go—where to lean—if it doesn’t find the “I love You” of the creature to receive it and return it with her own, so that her love may find refuge inside Our Immense Love, leaning on It, and growing more and more.’

“When the creature listens to Our ‘I Love you’ and returns it, in Our emphasis of Love—as if reconciled by her love, We say: ‘Finally, We’ve been heard. Our Love found one to go to, a place for refuge. We have been recognized. We found one who says “I love You.”’ Then Our Love makes a feast. But when We cannot find one who says ‘I love You,’ We don’t find one who recognizes Us, who listens to Us—one who loves Us. How hard it is to Love, not being loved! How I wish that everybody knew that with My Love I sustain them, I hug them, I Love them and I make them breathe; I Love them and I give them a heartbeat; I Love them and I give them speech; I Love them and I give them the step; I Love them and I give them motion, thinking, food, water.... All that they are and receive is the effect of My flowing Love. So, isn’t not loving Me a horrible ingratitude? It is making Our Love a Martyr—because We Loved, and We are not loved.”

From the Calendar--November 28, 1910 Volume 10

Finding myself in my usual state, I saw my always lovable Jesus. In my interior I felt myself all transformed in the love of my beloved Jesus; now I would find myself inside of Jesus — bursting into acts of love together with Jesus, loving as Jesus loved... but I am unable to say it, I lack the words; and now I would find my sweet Jesus in me, and I alone would burst into acts of love, while Jesus would listen to me, telling me: "Say it, say it — repeat it again; relieve Me with your love. Lack of love has cast the world into a net of vices." And He would remain silent in order to listen to Me, and I would repeat again the acts of love.

I will say the little I remember:

In every moment, in every hour,
I want to love You with all my heart. In every breath of my life,
while breathing, I will love You.
In every beat of my heart,
Love, love, I will repeat.
In every drop of my blood,
Love, love, I will cry out.
In every movement of my body,
Love alone I will embrace.
Of love alone I want to speak,
at love alone I want to look,
to love alone I want to listen,
always of love I want to think.
With love alone I want to burn,
with love alone I want to be consumed, only love I want to enjoy,
only love I want to content.
From love alone I want to live,
And within love I want to die.
In every instant, in every hour,
I want to call everyone to love.
Only and always together with Jesus and in Jesus I shall live,
into His Heart I will plunge myself,
and together with Jesus, and with His Heart, Love, Love, I will love You.

But who can say them all? In doing this, I felt myself divided into many little flames, which then became one single flame.

From the Calendar--November 27, 1999 Volume 3

This morning my dear Jesus was not coming. After many hardships, I saw Him for just a little, and lamenting to Him because of His delay, I said to Him: “Blessed Lord, how come, so late? Have You perhaps forgotten that I cannot be without You, or have I perhaps lost your grace that You do not come?” And He, interrupting my plaintive speaking, told me: “My daughter, do you know what My grace does? My grace renders the souls of the Blessed happy, and it renders the pilgrim souls happy — with this difference alone: that the Blessed take bliss and delight in it, while the pilgrim souls work and make it circulate. So, one who possesses grace holds paradise within herself, because grace is nothing other than to possess Me, and since I alone am the enchanting object that enchants the whole of paradise and forms all the contentments of the Blessed, the soul, by possessing grace, possesses her paradise wherever she is.”

From the Calendar--November 26, 1933 Volume 33

[Jesus speaking] “… And O! the Sorrow that I feel in seeing so many creatures withdrawn also from Me. And I, in order to make them touch with their own hand what it means to do without My Will, I remain as at a distance, letting them feel all the weight of the human volition, that never gives her rest and becomes her cruelest tyrant.

“It is all the opposite for one who does My Will. Everyone is with her—Heaven, the Saints, the Angels—because for the honor and respect of My Will, everyone is obligated to help that creature and to sustain her in those acts where My Will enters. She herself places herself in communication with everyone, and she commands everyone that they help, defend, and act as cortege to her with their company. Already Grace smiles on her, the Light shines in her soul and administers the best, the most beautiful in her act. I Myself remain occupied in one who does My Will, and I make My Acts flow in her acts in order to have the Honor, the Love, the Glory of My Acts in the act of the creature who has operated in My Will. This is why she feels the connection with everyone—the strength, the support, the company, the defense of everyone.

“In fact, one who does My Will and Lives in It, can be called the Re-Found one of Creation; the daughter, the sister, the friend of everyone. She acts like the sun that from the heights of its sphere rains light, and expanding it encloses everything in its light. It gives itself to everyone, it doesn’t deny itself to anyone, and as faithful sister it embraces all things, and gives its beneficent effect to each created thing as pledge of its love, constituting itself life of the effect that it gives: in some it forms the life of sweetness, in other created things the life of fragrance, in others the life of colors, and so forth.

“In the same way My Will, from the heights of Its throne, rains Its Light, and where It finds the creature who wants to receive it in order to let It dominate, It surrounds her, It embraces her, It warms her, It molds her in order to mature her, and so enclose Its admirable Life as if it were the Life of the creature. And with this Life everything and everyone are with her, because everything is of My Adorable Will.”

From the Calendar--November 25, 1934 Volume 33

But while my mind was lost in the crowd of so many thoughts about the Divine Fiat, Sovereign Celestial Jesus, my dear Life, surprising me with a Love more than Paternal, in the act of taking me in His arms, told me: “My daughter, My daughter, if you only knew what are My anxieties, My yearnings, and how I wait and wait again to see you return into My Will, you would be more attentive to returning there more often. My Love arrives at rendering Me restless when it does not see you jump into My arms in order to give you My Love, My Paternal Tendernesses, and to receive yours. But do you know when you jump into My arms? When seeing yourself tiny, tiny, you want to Love Me and you do not know how to Love Me, you tell Me an ‘I love You,’ and your ‘I love You’ forms the jump in order to throw yourself into My arms. And since you see that your ‘I love You’ is little, daring, you take My Love and you tell Me a great, great ‘I Love You.’ And I enjoy that My daughter Loves Me with My Love, and I delight Myself so much as to exchange My Acts with those of the creature. After all, in My Will it is not to strangers that I give, that I must use the weight, the measure, but I give to My children, therefore I let them take what they want. In fact, every time I remind you to make your acts, your prayer, your sufferings, your ‘I love You,’ your labor, flow in My Will, they are little visits that you make to Your Father in order to ask for something, and He in order to tell you: ‘Tell Me, what do you want?’ And be certain that you will always obtain other gifts and favors.”

From the Calendar--November 24, 1935 Volume 33

My poor mind found itself under the impetuous waves of the Divine Volition—impetuous but pacific—bearers of Happiness, so much so that the poor creature feels limited and incapable of being able to receive everything. And while I followed the Acts of the Fiat, I arrived at the point of the Creation of Man, and I thought to myself: “With how much Love could innocent Adam Love the Lord before sinning.”

And my beloved Jesus, surprising me, told me: “My daughter, he Loved Me so much, for as much as is possible for a creature. He was a complex of Love, not even one fiber was empty of Love toward his Creator. He vividly felt, beating in his heart, the Life of his Creator. Indeed, in every instant True Love calls Him whom he Loves, and giving Him his life with his Love, he retakes for his own Life Him whom he Loves.

“Now My Divine Will, Loving, finds in the creature Itself, the facility of Its Rule. Nothing opposes Its Dominion; Its Noble Place is as Dominant King; It forms Its yearned-for Kingdom in her. When the creature Loves Me however much more as she can, not one void of God can be found in her. Rather, with her Love she encloses Me in the center of her soul in a way that I cannot leave, nor can I free Myself from her. And if I could leave, that which I can never do, she would come after Me, without being able, neither I nor her, to separate from each other, because I Myself am Love. Therefore one who Loves Me truly can say: ‘I have conquered He who has Created me. I have Him within me, I possess Him, He is all mine, no one can take Him away from Me.’

“Now, My daughter, the Love in Adam before sinning was Perfect, Total. My Will had Its Life in a way that he felt It more than his own life. As he sinned, the Life of My Fiat withdrew, and We left him the Light, because without it he could not live, he would have returned to nothing. In Creating him We acted like a father who places his goods and his own life in common with the son’s own. Now this one’s disobedience, he rebels against his own father, the father with sorrow is constrained to place him outside of his dwelling, not letting him possess either his goods in common anymore, nor his life. But so much is his love, that even from a distance he does not let him lack the necessary things, the means of strict necessity, because he knows that if the father withdraws himself, the life of the son is finished.

“So My Divine Will did, It withdrew Its Life, but It left Its Light as help, support, and as necessary means so that Its son would not perish completely. Now, by withdrawing Its Life, all the things and works of God remain veiled for man; he himself veiled the intelligence, the memory, the will; he remained like those poor unhappy dying ones who, covering the pupil of the eye with a thin veil, do not see the life of the light clearly anymore. My Divinity Itself, in descending from Heaven to earth, veiled Itself with My Humanity. O! if creatures would possesses My Will as Life, immediately they would have known Me, because It would have unveiled who I was. My Volition in them, and that same Divine Volition in Me, they would have immediately known and Loved. They would have remained around Me, nor would they have been able to separate from Me, recognizing Me under the likeness of their covering—the Eternal Word, He who Loved them so much that He clothed Himself as one of them.

“In fact, I would have no need to Manifest Myself, My Will residing in them would have unveiled Me, nor would I have been able to hide Myself. Instead I had to tell them who I was, and how many did not believe Me? Therefore, even to such that My Will does not Reign in creatures, everything is veiled. The Sacraments themselves that, more than a New Creation with so much Love I left in My Church, are veiled for them. How many Surprises, how many Beautiful Secrets and Marvelous Things a veiled pupil impedes one from understanding, from seeing, from enjoying. More so because it is the human volition that forms this veil and impedes her from seeing the things that are in herself.

“Therefore, My Will Reigning in the creature as Life removes this veil, and all things will be unveiled. And then they will see the caresses that We make them by means of created things—the kisses, the Loving embraces. In each created thing they will feel Our Ardent Heartbeat that Loves them. They will see Our Life flow in the Sacraments in order to continuously give Itself to them, and they will feel the need of giving themselves to Us. This will be the great Prodigy that My Divine Will will do: To break all the veils, to abound with unheard-of Graces, to take possession of souls as Its own Life in a way that no one will be able to resist It. And so It will have Its Kingdom on earth.”

Jesus, hurry and complete what You say and want, and may Your Will be done on earth as It is in Heaven.