From the Calendar--Christmas Day, December 25, 1921 Volume 13

As I was in my usual state, my sweet Jesus made Himself seen as a Little Baby — all numb with cold; and throwing Himself into my arms, He told me: "What cold, what cold! Warm Me, for pity’s sake -- do not let Me freeze any more!" I pressed Him to my heart, telling Him: “In my heart I possess Your Will; so, Its heat is more than sufficient to warm You.” And Jesus, all content: "My daughter, My Will contains everything, and one who possesses It can give Me everything. My Will was everything for Me: It conceived Me, It formed Me, It made Me grow, and It made Me be born. If My Mama contributed by giving Me the blood, She could do so because She contained My Will, absorbed within Her. Had She not possessed My Will, She could not have contributed to forming My Humanity. Therefore, My direct Will, and My Will which was absorbed within My Mama, gave Me life. That which is human had no power over Me – it could give Me nothing; only the Divine Will nourished Me with Its breath and delivered Me to the light.

“But do you think it was the cold of the air that made Me freeze? Ah, no! It was the cold of the hearts that made Me grow numb; and it was ingratitude that made Me cry bitterly at My very first coming out to the light. My beloved Mother soothed My crying, although She too cried. Our tears mixed together; and exchanging the first kisses, We poured Ourselves out in love. But our life was to be sorrow and crying, so I had Her place Me in the manger, to go back to crying, calling My children with My sobs and with My tears. I wanted to move them to pity with My tears and with My moans, so as to be listened to.

“But do you know who was the first, after My Mama, whom I called with My tears to be close to Me in My very manger, to pour Myself out in love? It was you — the little Daughter of My Will. You were so little as to surpass My dear Mama in littleness, so much so, that I was able to keep you near Me, in My own manger, and I could pour My tears into your heart. These tears sealed My Will in you, and constituted you legitimate daughter of My Will. My Heart rejoiced in seeing all that My Will had delivered in Creation coming back as whole, in My Will, within you. This was important and indispensable for Me — at My very first coming out to the light of this world, I was to restore the rights of Creation and receive the Glory as if the creature had never departed from My Will. Therefore, the first kiss and the first gifts of My tender age were for you."

And I: “My Love, how could this be, if at that time I did not exist?” And Jesus: "In My Will everything existed, and all things were one single point for Me. I could see you then, just as I see you now, and all the graces I have given you are nothing other than the confirmation of what you had been given from eternity. And I could see not only you, but in you I saw My little family, which would live in My Will. How happy I felt! These soothed My crying, warmed Me, and surrounding Me like a crown, defended Me from the perfidy of the other creatures."

I remained concerned and doubtful. And Jesus: "How is it? You doubt? I have told you nothing yet about the relations which exist between Me and the soul who lives in My Will. For now, I will tell you that My Humanity lived from the continuous outpouring of the Divine Will. Had I taken one breath alone which was not animated by the Divine Will, it would have been as though degrading Myself, and decaying from My nobility. Now, the soul who lives in My Will is the closest to Me; and in everything that My Humanity did and suffered, she is the first among all to receive the fruits and the effects that My Humanity contains."

From the Calendar--December 24, 1910 Volume 10

Having received Communion, I was praying good Jesus for a priest who wanted to know whether the Lord was calling him to the religious state; and good Jesus told me: "My daughter, I call him, but he is always undecided. The souls which are not resolute are good at nothing, while on the other hand, when one is determined and resolute, he surpasses all difficulties – he melts them; and the very ones who raise those difficulties, in seeing him so resolute, become debilitated and do not have the courage to oppose him. It is a little bit of attachment that binds him, and I do not want to contaminate My grace in hearts which are not untied from everyone. Let him detach himself from everything and from everyone, and then My grace will inundate him more, and he will feel the necessary strength to fulfill My call."

From the Calendar--December 23, 1921 Volume 13

Then, after this, I was about to close my eyes to sleep, and I said to myself: “My sleep too in Your Will. Even more, may my breath be transformed into Yours, so that all that Jesus did while sleeping, I may do as well. But then, did my Jesus really sleep?” And Jesus came back and added: "My daughter, My sleep was extremely brief, but I did sleep. However, I did not sleep for Myself, but for creatures. As the Head, I represented the whole human family, and I had to lay My Humanity over all in order to give them rest. I could see all creatures covered with a mantle of disturbance, of struggles, of restlessness — some were falling into sin and remained saddened; some were dominated by tyrannical passions which they wanted to conquer, and remained disturbed; some wanted to do good and struggled in order to do it… In sum, there was no peace, because true peace is possessed when the will of the creature returns into the Will of its Creator, from which it came. Outside of the center, shifted from the origin, there is no peace. Therefore, while sleeping, My Humanity laid Itself over all, wrapping them as though within a mantle, just like the hen, when it calls its chicks under its maternal wings to make them sleep. In the same way, extending over all, I called all of My children under My wings, to give to some forgiveness of sin, to some victory over passions, to some strength in the fight; to give peace and rest to all. And in order not to strike fear in them, but to give them courage, I did this while sleeping. Who would fear someone who is sleeping?

“Now the world has not changed; rather, it is amid struggles more than ever, and therefore I want someone who sleeps in My Will, so as to repeat the effects of the sleep of my Humanity." Then, with an afflicted tone, He repeated: "And my other children — where are they? Why don’t they all come to Me, to receive rest and peace? Let us call them, let us call them together." And it seemed that Jesus would call them by name -- one by one. But few were those who came.

From the Calendar--December 22, 1910 Volume 10

Continuing in my usual state, I saw various priests before my mind; and blessed Jesus was saying: "In order to be able to operate great things for God, it is necessary to destroy self-esteem, human respect and one’s own nature, so as to live again of Divine Life, and take into consideration only the esteem of Our Lord and that which regards His honor and His glory. It is necessary to crush, to pulverize that which is human in order to be able to live of God. And here is how, not you, but God Himself will speak and operate in you, and the souls and the works entrusted to you will produce splendid effects, and you will receive the fruits which you and I longed for – like the works of the reunions of priests which I spoke to you about before. One of these might be able to promote and also carry out this work, but a little bit of self-esteem, of useless fear, of human respect renders him incapable; and when grace finds the soul surrounded by this baseness, it flies and does not stop, and the priest remains a man and operates as a man, and his works have the effects which those of a man can have – not the effects which a priest animated by the spirit of Jesus Christ can have."

From the Calendar--December 21, 1937 Volume 35

“What does it take to Restore this man? We will return again to Breathe on him with stronger and growing Love. We will Breathe in the depth of his soul; We will blow more strongly into the center of his rebellious will—but so strongly as to shake the evils by which he is trapped. His passions will remain floored and terrified before the Power of Our Breath. They will feel burning by Our Divine Fire. The human will, will feel the Palpitating Life of its Creator, and it will hide Him—like a veil, so that man will return to be the Bearer of his Creator. O, how Happy he will feel! We will Restore him and Heal him with Our Breath. We will be like a most tender mother who has a crippled child, and by breathing, whispering and blowing, she pours herself on her child; only then she will stop blowing on him—when she will have healed him and made him beautiful, like she wanted him to be. The Power of Our Breath will not leave him. We will stop Breathing on him only when We see him coming back into Our Paternal Arms. We want him Beautiful, like Us. Only then will We feel that Our child has recognized Our Paternal Goodness, and how much We Love him.

“See then, what it takes to make Our Will come and Reign upon earth: the Power of Our Omnipotent Breath. With It We will Renew Our Life within him. All the Truths I manifested to you—the Great Prodigies of Living in My Will—will be the Most Beautiful and the Greatest Properties that I will give to him as a Gift. This too is a certain sign that Its Reign will come upon earth, because if I speak—first, I make facts; and then I speak. My Word is the Confirmation of this Gift—of the Prodigies I want to do. Why would I expose My Divine Properties, and make them known, if Its Kingdom didn’t have to Come upon earth?”

From the Calendar--December 20, 1936 Volume 34

“… Now, My daughter, listen to another Prodigy of Our Fiat in this Celestial Creature [Mary Most Holy], and how She Loved Us and rendered Her Maternity extendable to all creatures: In every Act that She did, if She Loved, prayed, adored, if She suffered, everything, even the breath, the heartbeat, the step, being Our Fiat, were Triumphs and Victories that Our Supreme Being made in the Acts of the Virgin.

“The Celestial Lady triumphed and conquered in God, in every instant of Her admirable and prestigious Life. They were Triumphs and Victories between God and the Virgin. But this is nothing. Acting as True Mother She called all Her children, and She covered and hid all their acts in Hers, and She covered them with Her Triumphs and with Her Victories, giving all Her acts as Dowry, with all Her Victories and Triumphs. And then, with a Tenderness and Love as to break hearts and feel Ourselves Conquered, She told Us: ‘Adorable Majesty, look at them, they are all My children. My Victories and Triumphs are of My children, they are My Conquests that I give to them. And if the Mama has Conquered and Triumphed, the children have Conquered and Triumphed.’ …”

From the Calendar--December 19, 1926 Volume 20

“And so, this is the reason why My Supreme Will calls you — awaits you in each created thing, to make known to you the riches that are in It, to make you repeat Its Divine acts together with It, and to give you the right of possession. You yourself become Its own property; you remain dissolved within Its immense riches and within Its very acts, and — oh! how the Divine Fiat enjoys making you the owner of Its immense riches. Its desire of constituting Its heiresses is so great, that It feels twice as happy when It sees one who knows Its possessions and makes Its Divine act her own; so much so, that even though It saw that man, by withdrawing from Its Will, lost his way to reach the possession of Its dominions, It did not stop, but in the excess of Its love and of Its long sorrow of seeing Its riches inactive for the good of creatures, as soon as the Eternal Word clothed Himself with human flesh, It constituted Itself life of each of His acts, so as to form more goods for them, powerful aids and effective remedies, more within the reach of decayed humanity, so as to realize the purpose of making them possess what was issued in Creation.

“There is nothing that comes from Us, that does not have this purpose — that the creature and everything return into Our Will. If it were not so, We would render Ourselves extraneous to Our own works. So, Creation, Redemption, My daughter, have the primary purpose that everything be Our Will, in Heaven and on earth; therefore, It flows everywhere, It is present in every place, to make everything Its own, and to give everything that belongs to It. Therefore, be attentive in following Our works; satisfy this desire, so insistent, of My Supreme Will, that wants those who possess Its goods.”

From the Calendar--December 18, 1921 Volume 13

I was feeling very oppressed and distressed because of the privation of my sweet Jesus. After one entire day of pain, late at night He came, and clinging to my neck with His arms, He told me: "My daughter, what is it? I see a mood and a shadow in you which render you dissimilar from Me, and break the current of beatitude which has almost always existed between Me and you. Everything is peace in Me, therefore I do not tolerate in you even one shadow which may shade your soul. Peace is the springtime of the soul. All virtues bloom, grow and smile, like plants and flowers at the rays of the sun in springtime, which dispose all things of nature to produce, each one, its own fruit. If it wasn’t for the spring, which shakes the plants from the torpor of cold with its enchanting smile, and clothes the earth with a flowery mantle that calls everyone to admire it with its sweet enchantment, the earth would be horrid and the plants would end up withering. So, peace is the Divine smile which shakes the soul from any torpor. Like celestial springtime, it shakes the soul from the cold of passions, of weaknesses, of thoughtlessnesses, etc., and with its smile it makes all flowers bloom, more than in a flowery field, and it makes all plants grow, through which the Celestial Farmer is pleased to stroll and pick the fruits, to make of them His food. Therefore, the peaceful soul is My garden, in which I enjoy and amuse Myself.

“Peace is light, and everything that the soul thinks of, says and does, is light that she emanates; and the enemy cannot get close to her, because he feels struck, wounded and dazzled by this light, and is forced to flee so as not to be blinded.

“Peace is dominion, not only of oneself, but also of others. So, before a peaceful soul, all remain either conquered or confused and humiliated. Therefore, they either let themselves be dominated, remaining as friends, or they leave confused, unable to sustain the dignity, the imperturbability, the sweetness of a soul who possesses peace. Even the most perverted ones feel the power that she contains. This is why I glory so much in making Myself called God of Peace — Prince of Peace. There is no peace without Me; I alone possess it and I give it to My children, as legitimate children who remain bound as heirs of all My goods.

“The world, creatures, do not have this peace; and what is not possessed cannot be given. At the most they can give an apparent peace, which torments them inside — a false peace, which contains a poisonous sip within it; and this poison puts to sleep the remorses of conscience, and leads one to the kingdom of vice. Therefore, true peace is I, and I want to conceal you in My peace, so that you may never be disturbed, and the shadow of My peace, like dazzling light, may keep far away from you anything or anyone who might shade your peace."

From the Calendar--December 17, 1914 Volume 11

Continuing in my usual state and being very afflicted because of the privations of Jesus, after much suffering He came, making Himself seen in all my poor being. It seemed to me as if I were the garment of Jesus. Then, breaking the silence, He told me: "My daughter, you too can form the hosts and consecrate them mystically. Do you see the garments that cover Me in the Sacrament? They are the accidents of the bread from which the Host is made. The Life which exists in this Host is My Body, My Blood and My Divinity. My Supreme Will is the act which contains this Life. This Will develops the Love, the reparation, the immolation and all the rest that I do in the Sacrament. The Sacrament never moves one point from My Volition. There is nothing that comes from Me which is not led by My Volition.

“Here is how you too can form the Host. The host is material and totally human; you too have a material body and a human will. This body and will of yours — as long as you keep them pure, upright and far away from any shadow of sin — are the accidents, the veil in order to consecrate Me and make Me live hidden in you. But this is not enough; it would be like the host without consecration — My Life is needed. My Life is composed of Sanctity, Love, Wisdom, Power, etc., but the engine of all is My Will. So, after you prepared the host, you have to make your will die in it; you must cook it well, so that it may not rise again. Then you have to let My Will permeate all your being; and My Will, which contains all My Life, will form the true and perfect consecration. Therefore, there will be no more life for human thought, but only for the thought of My Volition, which will consecrate My Wisdom inside your mind; no more life for what is human — weakness, inconstancy — because My Will will form the consecration of the Divine Life, of fortitude, of firmness, and of all that I am. So, each time you let your will flow into Mine, I will renew the consecration of your desires, and of all that you are and that you can do. I will continue My Life in you as if in a living Host — not a dead one, like the hosts without Me.

“But this is not all. In the consecrated Hosts, in the pyxes, in the tabernacles, everything is dead — mute; not the sensitivity of a heartbeat, not a rush of love which may return My great love. If I didn’t wait for hearts in order to give Myself to them, I would be very unhappy; I would remain defrauded of My Love, and My Sacramental Life would remain without purpose. Though I tolerate this in the tabernacles, I would not tolerate it in living Hosts. In the Sacrament I want to be fed with My own food: the soul will take possession of My Will, My Love, My prayers, My reparations, My sacrifices; she will give them to Me as if they were her own things, and I will nourish Myself. The soul will unite with Me, pricking up her ears in order to hear what I am doing, and to do it together with Me; so, as she keeps repeating My own acts, she will give Me her food, and I will be happy. Only in these living Hosts will I find the compensation for My loneliness, My starvation and all that I suffer in the tabernacles."

From the Calendar--December 16, 1928 Volume 25

I was doing my meditation, and since today it was the beginning of the Novena of Baby Jesus, I was thinking about the nine excesses of His Incarnation, that Jesus had narrated to me with so much tenderness, and that are written in the first volume. I felt great reluctance at reminding the confessor about this, because, in reading them, he had told me that he wanted to read them in public in our chapel.

Now, while I was thinking of this, my little Baby Jesus made Himself seen in my arms, so very little, caressing me with His tiny little hands, and saying to me: “How beautiful is My little daughter! How beautiful! How I must thank you for having listened to Me.”

And I: “My Love, what are You saying? It is I who must thank You for having spoken to me, and for having given me, with so much love, acting as my teacher, so many lessons that I did not deserve.”

And Jesus: “Ah, My daughter, to how many do I want to speak, and they do not listen to Me, reducing Me to silence and to suffocating My flames. So, we must thank each other — you thank Me, and I thank you. And then, why do you want to oppose the reading of the nine excesses? Ah! You do not know how much life, how much love and grace they contain. You must know that My word is Creation, and in narrating to you the nine excesses of My Love in the Incarnation, I not only renewed My Love that I had in incarnating Myself, but I created new Love in order to invest the creatures and conquer them to give themselves to Me.

“These nine excesses of My Love, manifested with so much Love of tenderness and simplicity, formed the prelude of the many lessons I was to give you about My Divine Fiat, in order to form Its Kingdom. And now, by their being read, My Love is renewed and redoubled. Don’t you want, then, that My Love, being redoubled, overflow outside and invest more hearts, so that, as a prelude, they may dispose themselves for the lessons of My Will, to make It known and reign?”

From the Calendar--December 15, 1926 Volume 20

I was continuing my round in the Creation, in order to follow the Supreme Will in all created things; but while I was doing this, I thought in my mind: “What good do I do, what glory do I give to this adorable Fiat, by going through all created things, as though in review, to place in them even just one little ‘I love You’ of mine? Who knows whether this might not be a waste of time that I do.”

Now, while I was thinking of this, my sweet Jesus moved in my interior and told me: “My daughter, what are you saying? With My Will one never wastes time; on the contrary, by following It, one gains the Eternal Time. Now, you must know that each created thing contains a delight, one distinct from the other; and these delights were placed by Us, and were to serve Us to delight Ourselves and the creature. Now, in each created thing runs Our Love, and as you go through them, you make the little note of your love run. Don’t you want, then, in the face of so much Love of Ours, to place your little notes, your dots, your commas, your little strings that say ‘love’ and, harmonizing with Our Love, form the delight wanted by Us for Ourselves and for you?

“Only when there is company, then is a delight enjoyed more; isolation makes the enjoyment die. So, the company you give Us by going around in the Creation makes Us remember of Our many delights that were placed by Us in each created thing; it makes Us live through Our enjoyments again; and while you delight Us, We delight you. And besides, perhaps you too want to leave Our Will isolated? No, no; it is befitting for the little daughter never to leave her Mother alone, and to remain always on Her knees to follow Her in all Her acts.”

From the Calendar--December 14, 1931 Volume 30

I am always back in the Divine Volition. It seems to me that my little soul takes its flight within Its Light, to be consumed and lose my life in It. But—no! While I consume myself, I rise again to New Love, to New Light, to New Knowledge, to New Strength, to New Union with Jesus and with His Divine Will. O! Happy Resurrection that brings so much Good to my soul. It seems to me that my soul, in the Divine Will, is always in act of dying, to receive the True Life and form, little by little, the Resurrection of my will in Its Own.

Then, my highest Good, Jesus, visiting my little soul, told me: “My daughter, Our Will is the Prime Point and the unmovable and unshakable support of the creature. She is carried in the arms of Our Immensity, in such a way that inside and outside of her nothing vacillates, but everything is solidity and insurmountable strength. Therefore, We want nothing but Our Divine Will to be done, so as to find in the depth of her soul Our Divine Sacrarium, the Hearth that always burns and is never extinguished, the Light that forms the Divine and Perennial Day. And since Our Will, when It reigns in the creature, gets rid of all that is human, it happens, then, that from the center of her soul she gives Us Divine Acts, Divine Honors, Divine Prayers and Love that possess Invincible Strength and Insurmountable Love. So much so, that as you, in My Will, wanted to embrace all the works of those who are in Heaven, and of the creatures who are on earth, so that all might ask that the Divine Will be done on earth as It is in Heaven, all the works remained marked by the Great Honor of asking that My Fiat be the Life of each creature, and that It may reign and dominate in them; and Our Divinity received the Greatest Honor—that all works would ask for the Life, the Kingdom of the Divine Will. No deed of Grace is conceded by Us if it is not signed by the golden Signature of Our Will; the doors of Heaven do not open but for one who wants to do Our Will; Our Paternal knees do not adapt to take into Our Arms, to let her rest in Our Loving Bosom, but one who comes as Daughter of Our Will. …”

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."