From the Calendar--May 1, 1926 Volume 19

I felt all immersed in the Supreme Volition, and my sweet Jesus came out from within my interior, and squeezing me tightly to Himself, He placed His mouth close to my lips, and sent me His omnipotent breath. But who can say what I felt within me? That breath penetrated deep into my most intimate fibers; it filled me completely, to the point that I no longer felt my littleness, my existence, but only Jesus within all of me. Then, after repeating several times this act of sending me His breath, as it seemed He was not content if He did not see me completely filled with that divine breath, He told me: “My daughter, since you are born in My Will, it is necessary, it is right and decorous that you live, grow and be nourished in It, and that you acquire the prerogatives of a true daughter of My Volition. No extraneous feature, nor anything which does not belong to My Will must appear in you. Therefore, from your physiognomy, from your manners, from your speaking, and even from the way you love and pray, it must be recognized that you are the daughter of My Will. Do you see, then, how I love you, and with what jealousy I keep you and nourish you? With My very breath, because only My breath can preserve, whole and permanent, the Life of My Will in one who must live in MyVolition. And so, that breath which, with so much Love, I released from My bosom in the creation of man, to infuse in him My likeness, I continue to infuse in the soul who lives in My Will, in order to form My true images and the great portents which I had established to form in Creation, and for which all things were made.

“This is why I long so much for one who lives in My Will, because she alone will not leave Me disappointed in the purpose of Creation. She alone will enjoy, by right, the things created by Me, because since My Will is one with hers, what is Mine is hers and, by right, she can say: ‘The heavens, the sun, the earth and all the other things, are mine. Therefore I want to enjoy them, also to give honor to that Supreme Will which created them, and which reigns in me.’ On the other hand, the soul in whom My Will does not reign has no right, and if she enjoys them, she is a usurper, because they do not belong to her – she is an intruder in My goods; and because My goodness is great, I let her enjoy them as alms, but not by right. This is why many times the elements unload themselves over man, to his harm – because he has no right, and what is left for him of the things of the earth is the alms that the Creator sends to him. But one who lives in My Will is like a queen in the midst of Creation, and I greatly delight in seeing her reign in the midst of My goods.”

From the Calendar--April 30, 1928 Volume 24

I was thinking about the Divine Will and—oh! how many thoughts crowded my mind. Having transported me outside of myself, my always lovable Jesus had shown me the many chastisements with which He wants to strike the human generations; and I, shaken, thought to myself: “How can the Kingdom of the Divine Fiat come if the earth abounds with evil, and Divine Justice is arming all the elements to destroy man and what serves man? And besides, this Kingdom did not come when Jesus came upon earth with His visible presence—how can It come now? As things are now, it seems difficult to me.”

And my sweet Jesus, moving in my interior, told me: “My daughter, everything you saw will serve to purify and prepare the human family. The turmoils will serve to reorder, and the destructions to build more beautiful things. If a collapsing building is not torn down, a new and more beautiful one cannot be formed upon those very ruins. I will stir everything for the fulfillment of my Divine Will.

“And besides, when I came upon earth, it was not decreed by Our Divinity that the Kingdom of My Will should come, but that of Redemption; and in spite of human ingratitude, It was accomplished. However, It has not yet covered all of Its way; many regions and peoples live as if I had not come, therefore it is necessary that It make Its way and walk everywhere, because Redemption is the preparatory way for the Kingdom of My Will. It is the army that goes forward in order to form the peoples to receive the regime, the life, the king of My Divine Will. And so, what was not decreed for that time We decree today, for the fulfillment of the Kingdom of Our Fiat.

“And when We decree, all is done; in Us, it is enough to decree in order to accomplish what We want. This is why what seems difficult to you will all be made easy by Our Power. It will act like those mighty winds after long days of thick and rainy clouds: the power of the wind dispels the clouds, takes rain away, and makes the good weather return and the sun embrace the earth. In the same way, more than ruling wind, Our Power will put to flight the darkness of the human will, and will make the Sun of My Eternal Will reappear to embrace the creatures. And everything I manifest to you—the truths that pertain to It, are nothing other than the confirmation of what We have decreed.

“Furthermore, if the Kingdom of My Divine Fiat and the time of Its nearing fulfillment had not been decreed before by the Divinity, there would have been no reason, nor necessity, nor purpose for choosing you, for keeping you sacrificed for so many years, and for entrusting to you, as to Its little daughter, the knowledges of It, Its admirable truths and Its secret and hidden sorrows. And not only this, but the Divinity has acted with you in a way that is all paternal and maternal, in order to sow in you the seed of Divine daughtership, and so that you would take Its interests to heart, more than if they were your own.

“This signifies the reality of what had been decreed by Us, to the point of choosing the subject, of using the means and of giving the teachings in order to descend down below to the human family, and establish in their midst what had been decreed in Heaven. If the Kingdom of My Will had not been decreed, I would not have told you so much about It, nor would I have chosen you in a way all special for this purpose. My Word would have been without life and without fruit if it were not so, and without the generative and fecundating virtue—which cannot be. My Word possesses the virtue of generating and of forming, through Its fecundity, Its offspring of endless lives.

“This happened in Redemption, because It had been decreed by Us in Heaven. A Virgin was created who was to be the Mother of the Eternal Word. If this had not been decreed, there would have been no reason, nor necessity to create and choose this Virgin, wholly unique and special; nor to give so many manifestations to the Prophets, who depicted the Life of the Word in His Humanity, describing His pains so vividly—as if they had Him present with them.

“Therefore, when Our Divine benignity deigns to choose and to manifest Itself, it is the sure sign and the beginning of the carrying out of Its works, which It holds as decreed. Therefore, be attentive, and let your Jesus do everything, because neither power nor means are lacking for what I want, and for carrying out what I have decreed.”

From the Calendar--April 29, 1928 Volume 24

After this, I was continuing my round in the Divine Volition, and repeating the refrain of the “I love You,” I was saying: “Jesus, my Love, I want to leave all of my being in Your Fiat, so that I may find myself in all created things, to pearl them with my ‘I love You.’ Even more, I want to place my heart in the center of the earth, and as I palpitate, I want to embrace all of its inhabitants; and following all of their heartbeats with my ‘I love You,’ I want to give You the love of each one of them. And as my heartbeat is repeated from within the center of the earth, I want to place my ‘I love You’ in all the seeds that the earth encloses in its womb; and as the seeds sprout and plants, herbs and flowers are formed, I want to place in them my ‘I love You,’ that I may see them enclosed in my ‘I love You’ for Jesus.”

But as I was saying this, my thought interrupted my refrain of the “I love You,” telling me: “How much nonsense you are speaking. Jesus Himself must be tired of hearing your long singsong, ‘I love You, I love You...’”

And Jesus, moving so very hurriedly in my interior, and looking at all Creation to see whether in all things, small and big, there was the life of my “I love You,” told me: “My daughter, what marvel, what enchantment, to see all things pearled with your ‘I love You.’ If all creatures could see all the plants, the atoms of the earth, the stones, the drops of water, pearled with your ‘I love You,’ and the light of the sun, the air that they breathe, the sky that they see, filled with your ‘I love You,’ and the stars, shining with your ‘I love You’ — what marvel would not arise in them; what sweet enchantment would not draw the pupils of their eyes to look at your refrain and the long singsong of your ‘I love You’?

“They would say: ‘How is it possible that she let nothing escape her? We ourselves feel pearled with her “I love You!’ And they would wander around checking and investigating everything, to see whether, in fact, nothing had escaped you, so as to enjoy the enchantment of your ‘I love You.’

“Now, if this marvelous enchantment remains unobserved by the terrestrial creatures, it does not remain unobserved in Heaven, and the inhabitants up there enjoy the enchantment and the marvels of seeing the whole Creation filled and pearled with your ‘I love You.’ They feel their ‘I love You’ harmonize with yours; they do not feel separated from the earth because love unites them together and forms the same notes and the same harmonies.

“And then, you must know that when all things, small and big, were created, I never tired of pearling them with My repeated and incessant ‘I love you’s’ for you; and just as I did not tire of placing them, so I do not tire of hearing them being repeated by you. On the contrary, I enjoy that My ‘I love you’ does not remain isolated, but has the company of yours; and as yours echoes in Mine, they fuse together and live common life. And besides, love is never tired; rather, it is bearer of joy and happiness for Me.”

From the Calendar--April 28, 1926 Volume 19

I was thinking to myself: “When my sweet Jesus speaks of His Will, He often unites with It the Sovereign Queen of Heaven or the Creation. He seems to delight so much in speaking of both one and the other that He keeps looking for opportunities, pretexts and devices in order to manifest what His Most Holy Will does, both in the Celestial Mama and in the Creation.”

Now, while I was thinking of this, my lovable Jesus moved in my interior, and, all tenderness, squeezed me to Himself and told me: “My daughter, if I do so, I have strong reasons. You must know that only in the Creation and in My Celestial Mama has My Will remained ever intact, and has kept Its field of action free. Therefore, having to call you to live in My Will as one of them, I had to propose them to you as examples — as an image for you to imitate. So, in order to be able to do great things, in such a way that all may perceive that good, unless they did not want to, the first thing is that My Will must act wholly in the soul.

“Look at Creation – how My Will is whole in it. And because It is whole, Creation remains always in its place and contains the fullness of that good with which it was created. This is why it remains always new, noble, pure, fresh, and can share the good it possesses with all. But the beautiful thing is that while it gives itself to all, it loses nothing, and remains always the same, just as it was created by God. What has the sun lost by giving so much light and heat to the earth? Nothing. What have the azure heavens lost by remaining extended in the atmosphere, or the earth by producing so many and so various plants? Nothing. And so with all the things created by Me. Oh! in what an admirable way does Creation sing that saying about Me: ‘He is ever old and ever new.’ So, My Will in Creation is center of life, is fullness of good, is order and harmony; It keeps all things in the place wanted by It. Where can you find a more beautiful example, a more perfect image of the living in My Will, if not in Creation? This is why I call you to live in the midst of created things as their sister, that you may learn to live in the Supreme Volition, and you too may remain in the place wanted by Me, to be able to enclose within yourself the fullness of good that My Will wants to enclose in you, so that whoever wants it, may take of that good. And since you are endowed with reason, you must surpass them all, and requite your Creator in love and glory for each created thing, as if they were all endowed with reason. So, you will be the substitutor for all Creation, and Creation will be a mirror for you in which you can reflect yourself in order to copy the living in My Will, so that you may not move from your place. It will be your guide and teacher, giving you the highest and most perfect lessons in the living in My Will.

“But the one who surpasses all is my Celestial Mama. She is the new heaven, the most refulgent sun, the brightest moon, the most flowery earth; She encloses everything – everything within Herself. If each created thing encloses the fullness of its own good received by God, My Mama encloses all goods together, because, since She is endowed with reason and My Will lived wholly in Her, the fullness of grace, of light, of sanctity, grew in every instant. Every act She did was suns and stars that My Will formed in Her. So, She surpassed the whole Creation; and My Will, whole and permanent in Her, did the greatest thing and impetrated the longed for Redeemer. This is why My Mama is Queen in the midst of Creation — because She surpassed everything, and My Will found in Her the nourishment of Her reason, which made It live as whole and permanent in Her. There was highest accord, they held each other’s hand, there was not one fiber of Her Heart, or word or thought, over which My Will did not possess Its Life. And what can a Divine Will not do? It can do everything. There is no power It lacks, or thing It cannot do. Therefore it can be said that My Mama did everything; and everything that all others together could not do, nor will be able to do, She did by Herself.

“Therefore, do not be surprised if I point out to you the Creation and the Sovereign Queen, because I must point out to you the most perfect examples in which My Will has perennial life, and has never found an obstacle to Its field of Divine action, in order to be able to operate things worthy of Itself. My daughter, if you want My Supreme Fiat to reign as It does in Heaven – which is the greatest thing that is left for Us to do for the human generations – let My Will have the place of sovereign in you, and live as whole and permanent. Do not be concerned about anything else, be it your incapacity, or the circumstances, or the new things which may arise around you, because as My Will reigns in you, they will serve as raw material and nourishment so that My Fiat may have Its fulfillment.”

Novena prayer before the Ascension

Abba Father, In the Name of Jesus, Our Savior and Spouse,
in the Unity and Love of the Holy Spirit, Our Sanctifier,
Under the Mantle of Mary, Our Mother and Queen,
with All the Holy Angels and Saints,
through the Intercession of the little daughter of the Divine Will
The Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta, we pray:

O Most Holy Trinity, Fused in +Jesus, +Mary and +Luisa,
we humbly make this Vow as a Victim with Luisa.

Let the Love of Jesus, His Sighs and also His Tears for Desire that His Will Reign in us as Life be Accomplished, that He Himself Mold us, Strengthen us, Purify us, Prepare us,
and Do All that we do, Together with us.
Let us Feel All the Good of the Divine Will Operating in the Prime Act of God,
so that His little children become the Residence of the Divine Will,
Giving You the Freedom to Dominate and Do whatever You Want.

Jesus, Our Savior and Our King, Make us Ascend in the Divine Will.
May Your Throne be in our hearts, that we may Love You with Your Divine Love.
As the First children of the Divine Will, may we begin to Live
in the Kingdom of Your Divine Will on earth.
Give us the Grace to lay down our human will and Live in the Divine Will
in order to call everyone to Live in this Kingdom So Holy.
Let the Beauty, the Enchantment, the Peace of the Divine Fiat be given to everyone.
May this Fulfill the Missions of Jesus, Mary and Luisa,
whereby we Enter into the Image and Likeness of the New Adam and the New Eve, Possessing the Divine Inheritance of Jesus and Mary by being Linked with the Third Eve,
the little daughter of the Divine Will Luisa Piccarreta.

May this be for the Glory and Honor of all, Past, Present and Future.
We make this Vow as Victim on this Ascension Thursday,
Where You, Jesus, shall take our human will to Heaven
and in Exchange You shall Give us Your Most Holy Divine Will.
so that the Kingdom of God be Established on earth as It is in Heaven.

Please take our humble prayer and make it Your Command!
May All be Accomplished and Completed in the Most Holy Divine Will!
WE BELIEVE! WE RECEIVE! Fiat! Amen!

From the Calendar--April 26, 1906 Volume 7

Continuing in my poor state, I felt there were people around my bed who wanted me to see the chastisements which were happening in the world – earthquakes, wars and many other things, which I could not understand well — to make me intercede with the Lord. It seemed to me that they were Saints, but I cannot tell with certainty. In the meantime, blessed Jesus came out from within my interior, and He said to them: "Do not molest her, do not afflict her by wanting to make her see sorrowful scenes. Rather, let her be tranquil, and leave her alone with Me." They went away, and I remained concerned – “Who knows what is happening, that He does not even want me to see...”

Then, afterwards, I found myself outside of myself, and I saw a priest who began to talk about the earthquakes which had occurred in the past days, saying: "The Lord is very indignant, I believe they are not yet finished." And I: “Who knows whether we will be spared.” He became enflamed, and it seemed that his heart was beating so strongly that I could feel it myself, and those heartbeats would reverberate in my heart. I could not understand who he was, but I felt a certain something being communicated to me. Then he added: "How can grave things happen, with destructions and dying of people, where there is a heart that loves for all? At most, a few tremors might be felt, without considerable damage."

On hearing “a heart that loves for all,” I felt as though I were being picked on, and I myself cannot tell how I came out saying: “What are you saying – a heart that loves for all? Not only that loves for all, but that repairs for all, that suffers, that thanks, that praises, that adores, that respects the holy law for all; because I do not believe it is true love toward the beloved, if one does not render him the love and all the satisfaction which the others were supposed to render him, in such a way that in that person, he must find all the good and the contentment which he was to find in all.” On hearing me, he became more ignited, and drew near me in the act of wanting to clasp me. I was afraid, I felt blushing for having spoken that way, and my heart, struck by his heartbeats, was throbbing. He seemed to transform, as if he were Our Lord, but I cannot tell with certainty. Without my being able to oppose Him, He clasped me to Himself, telling me: "Every morning I will come to you, and we will have breakfast together." At that moment I found myself inside myself.

From the Calendar--April 25, 1923 Volume 15

I was praying, and my sweet Jesus came, placing Himself near me in order to pray together with me; even more, His Intelligence was reflected in mine, and I prayed with His; His Voice echoed in mine, and I prayed with His Word. But who can say the boundless effects of this prayer? Then, afterwards, my beloved Jesus told me: “My daughter, I wanted to pray together with you in order to strengthen you in My Will, and to give you the grace of letting you be present before the Supreme Majesty in the act of the creation of man. As We endowed him with all goods, and his will was Ours, and Ours was his, everything was harmony between him and Us; whatever he wanted he would take from Us: sanctity, wisdom, power, happiness, etc. He was Our prototype, Our portrait, Our happy son. So, at the beginning of his existence, Adam had a period in which he perfectly fulfilled the purpose for which he was created; he experienced what it means to live of the Will of his Creator, and We also were happy in seeing Our acts being reproduced in Our Image. Then, as he broke his will from Ours, he remained separated from Us; but the first acts of man are still in Our Will, and I want nothing else from you but to come into Our Will to continue on from where Adam left, so that you may bind within yourself all the harmonies that he broke. And just as this first creature, because he was created by Us as the head of the whole human family, by withdrawing from Our Will brought unhappiness to all, in the same way, as you come to continue on from where he left, We constitute you the head of all, and therefore the bearer of that happiness and goods which had been assigned to all had they lived in Our Will.”

And I: “My Jesus, how can this be possible? If not even when You Yourself came upon earth to redeem us and to suffer so many pains, was the happiness acquired which the first man lost for himself and for all, how can it be now, that by binding myself within Your Eternal Volition, I may give back this lost happiness?” And Jesus: “My daughter, all times are in My hands, I give to whomever I want, and I use whomever I want. I could very well bring the happiness that My Will contains upon earth, but I found no human will that wanted to live perennial life in Mine, so as to retie the bonds of Creation, give Me back all the acts of the first man as if he had done them all with the seal of My Supreme Will, and therefore place the lost happiness in the field. It is true that I had my dear Mama, but She had to cooperate with Me for Redemption. Besides, man was a slave, imprisoned by his very sins, infirm, covered with wounds — the most repugnant ones; and I came as a loving father to shed My Blood in order to rescue him, as a doctor to heal him, as a teacher to teach him the way – the escape so as not to fall into hell. Poor ill one, how could he have extended himself in the eternal flights of My Volition if he was unable to walk? Had I wanted to give the happiness which My Will contains, it would have been as though giving it to the dead and letting it be trampled upon. He was not disposed to receive such a great good, and this is why I wanted to teach the prayer to dispose him, and I contented Myself with waiting for different eras, letting centuries upon centuries go by, to make known the living in My Will – to give the start to this happiness.”

From the Calendar--April 24, 1927 Volume 21

I was feeling embittered because of the privation of my sweet Jesus, and while I was longing for His return, He came out from within my interior, but so afflicted as to arouse pity; and I said to Him: “But, tell me, what’s wrong that You are so afflicted?”

And Jesus: “Ah! My daughter, grave things are to happen. In order to reorder a kingdom, a house, a general uproar happens first, and many things perish—some lose, others gain. In sum, there is chaos, a greater struggling, and many things are suffered in order to reorder, renew and give a new shape to the kingdom, or the house. There is more suffering and more work to do if one must destroy in order to rebuild, than if one only had to build.

“The same will happen in order to rebuild the Kingdom of My Will. How many innovations need to be made. It is necessary to turn everything upside down, to knock down and destroy human beings, to upset the earth, the sea, the air, the wind, the water, the fire, so that all may put themselves at work in order to renew the face of the earth, so as to bring the order of the new Kingdom of My Divine Will into the midst of creatures. Therefore, many grave things will happen, and in seeing this, if I look at the chaos, I feel afflicted; but if I look beyond, in seeing the order and My new Kingdom rebuilt, I go from a deep sadness to a joy so great that you cannot comprehend. This is the reason why you see Me now sad and now with the joy of My Celestial Fatherland.”

I felt sad because of this uproar that Jesus had talked to me about; those grave things were terrifying—I could hear tumults, revolutions and wars in several places. Oh! how my poor heart moaned.

And Jesus, to cheer me, took me in His arms, pressed me tightly to His most holy Heart, and told me: “My daughter, let us look beyond, that we may be cheered. I want to make things return as in the beginning of Creation, that was nothing other than an outpouring of love; and it still lasts, because whatever We do once, We do always—it is never interrupted. No tiredness of repeating an act ever enters into Us—whatever We do once, We like to do always. This is the Divine Operating—to do an act that lasts for centuries upon centuries, and even for all eternity.

“So, Our outpouring of love, Our breath, is unleashed continuously from Our Divine Womb, and it runs to breathe over the generations of creatures. So, hovering within all Creation, Our outpouring of Love invests heavens and earth, sun and sea, wind and water, and it runs toward creatures. If it were not so, the heavens would shrink, the stars would be scattered, the sun would become poor in light, the water would be lacking, the earth would produce neither plants nor fruits, because, since the life of Our Love hovering within all things would be missing, these would withdraw into Our source from which they came. And if Our Breath were to be missing, the generation of creatures would end, because they are nothing other than sparks that Our Breath sends out in order to fecundate the growing generation.

“Now, creatures take what is material in created things, and leave the life of Love that, hovering within everything, remains suspended, unable to give itself. It happens as when one goes into a flowery field, or into a garden, in which there are trees loaded with precious fruits. If one only looks at a flower and does not pick it, he will not receive the taste and the life of the fragrance of the flower. If one looks at a fruit and does not pick it from the tree in order to eat it, he will not enjoy it, nor will he receive the life of the fruit.

“So it is with all Creation: man looks at It, but he does not receive the life of Love placed by God in all created things, because man does not place his will, nor does he open his heart to receive this continuous outpouring of Love of his Creator. But, in spite of this, Our outpouring of Love does not stop; Our regenerative Breath is always in act and in motion, and We wait for the Kingdom of Our Divine Fiat so that this Love of Ours, hovering around, may descend into the midst of creatures and give Our Divine Life; and, in receiving It, the creatures will form their own outpouring of love to give it to Him from whom they receive It.

“Therefore, My daughter, the whole Creation is centralized over you. I look at you from the starry heavens and I send you this outpouring of Love; I look at you from the sun, and breathing over you, I send you My Divine Life. I look at you from the sea, and in its foaming and mighty waves I send you My Love that, being constrained, I unload with might over you, like a sea. I look at you from the wind, and I pour over you My ruling, purifying, warming Love; I look at you from the mountains, and I send you the outpouring of My firm and unshakeable Love. There is not one place or created thing from which I do not look at you, to pour Love over you.

“In fact, since My Will is in you, you draw Me from all sides to look at you, because My Will expands your capacity to receive My continuous outpouring of Love. Wherever My Divine Will reigns, I can give everything, I can centralize everything, and a contest arises between Creator and creature—I, in giving, she, in receiving: I give, and she gives to Me; she gives to Me, and I give in yet more superabundant ways. Therefore, always in My Will do I want you, that we may be always in a contest—I with you, and you with Me.”

From the Calendar--April 23, 1925 Volume 17

I was fusing myself in the Holy Divine Will according to my usual way, and my sweet Jesus, moving in my interior, told me: "My daughter, come into the immensity of My Will. All Heaven and all things created by Me, which live and receive continuous life from My Will, in which they find their complete glory, their full happiness and their perfect beauty, anxiously await the kiss of the pilgrim soul who lives in the same Will in which they live, to give her their kiss in return, and to place in common with her the glory, the happiness, the beauty which they possess, so that their number may be increased by another creature who would render Me complete glory, for as much as it is possible to a creature, and who would make Me look at the earth with the love with which I created it, since on earth there is a creature who operates and lives in My Will. Since Heaven knows that nothing glorifies Me as much as a soul who lives in My Will, they too long for My Will to live in the souls upon earth. Therefore, every act the creature does in My Will is a kiss that she gives and receives from the One who created her, and from all the blessed.

“But do you know what this kiss is? It is the transformation of the soul with her Creator; it is the possession of God within the soul, and of the soul in God; it is the growth of the Divine Life in the soul; it is the accord of the whole of Heaven, and it is the right of supremacy over all created things. The soul, purged by My Will through the omnipotent breath which We, her God, infused in her, no longer produces the nausea of the human will, and so God continues to breathe upon her with His omnipotent breath, so that she may grow with that Will with which He created her. On the other hand, the soul who has not yet been purged, feels the attraction of her own will, and so she acts against the Will of God, doing her own. God cannot approach her to breathe on her again, feeling repugnance, until the soul gives all of herself to the exercise and the fulfillment of the Divine Will.

“Therefore, you must know that, in creating man, God infused Life in him with His breath; and in this Life He infused in him an intelligence, a memory and a will, to place them in relation with His Divine Will. This Divine Will was to be like a King; It was to dominate all of the interior of the creature, and to give Life to all, in such a way as to form the intelligence and the memory wanted by the Supreme Will in her. Once this was formed, it was as though natural for the eye of the creature to look at created things, and to know their order and the Will of God over the whole universe. The hearing was to hear the prodigies of this Eternal Will. The mouth, which was to feel the continuous breath of its Creator, communicating to it the Life and the goods contained in His Will, was to echo that Eternal FIAT with its word, to narrate what ‘Will of God’ means. The hands were to be the expression of the works of this Supreme Will. The feet were to do nothing but follow, step by step, the steps of their Creator. So, once the Divine Will is established in the will of the creature, she has the eyes, the hearing, the mouth, the hands, the feet, of My Will. She never departs from the origin from which she came; and so she remains always in My arms, and it is easy for her to feel My breath, and for Me to breathe upon her.

“Now, this is exactly what I want from the creature: that she let My Will reign in hers, and that her will serve as the dwelling of My Will, so that the Divine Will may place in her the Celestial Goods It contains. This is what I want from you, so that all your acts, sealed by My Will, may form one single act; and uniting to the single Act of My Will which has no multiplicity or mutation of acts — as it happens in man — your acts may remain in that Eternal Origin, in order to copy your Creator within you, and to give Him the Glory and the contentment that His Will be done in you as It is in Heaven."

From the Calendar--April 22, 1928 Volume 24

Then, I was thinking to myself: “But, what evil does the creature do when she does her human will?”
And Jesus added: “My daughter, the evil is great. My Will is Light, and the human will is darkness; My Will is Sanctity, and the human is sin; Mine is Beauty and contains every good, while the human is ugliness and contains every evil. So, by not doing My Will, the soul makes the Light die, she gives death to Sanctity, to Beauty and to all goods; and by doing her will, she makes darkness rise, she gives life to sin, to ugliness and to all evils. Yet, doing their own will seems nothing to creatures, while they dig themselves an abyss of evils that leads them to the precipice. And then, does it seem trivial to you that while My Will brings them Its Light, Its Sanctity, Its Beauty and all of Its Goods—and only because It loves these creatures—It receives the affront of seeing Its Light, Its Sanctity, Its Beauty and all of Its Goods die in them?

“My Humanity felt so much this death that the human will gave to the Light and Sanctity of Its Will within creatures, that it can be said that this was the true death It felt, because It felt the torment and the weight of a death of an infinite Light and Sanctity, that creatures had dared to destroy within themselves. And My Humanity moaned and felt crushed by as many deaths for as many times as they had dared to give death to the Light and Sanctity of My Divine Will within them.

“What evil would it not be for nature if they made the light of the sun, the wind that purifies, the air that they breathe, die? There would be such disorder that creatures would all die. Yet, the Light of My Will is more than sun for souls—more than wind that purifies and air that forms their breathing. So, from the disorder that could take place if they could make the light of the sun, the wind and the air die, you can comprehend the evil that takes place by not doing My adorable Will, which is act of Primary Life and Center of all creatures.”

From the Calendar--April 21, 1929 Volume 26

My abandonment in the Divine Fiat continues. I feel I cannot be without remaining in my dear inheritance, that my sweet Jesus, with so much love, gave me, saying to me: “Daughter, I entrust It to you, that you may never go out of It, and may make your continuous echo resound from one point to another, in such a way that all of Heaven may hear that Our endless inheritance of Our Fiat on earth is not isolated, but is inhabited by Our little daughter. She will always go around within It, to keep company with all the acts of Our Will, and with all of Its apartments.” Therefore, it is dear and sweet to me living in my celestial inheritance; I would feel life missing in me without It.

So, while I was going around in It, my always lovable Jesus was going around together with me, and, all love, told me: “My daughter, My Divine Will is all fullness; there is nothing that It does not possess: immensity of light, unreachable sanctity, endlessness without boundaries, incessant generation; It sees everything, It feels and molds everything. All this is Its nature in My Divine Fiat, therefore Its acts possess the fullness of all goods.

“So, in order to be able to enclose even a single act of It in the depth of the soul, it is necessary that she empty herself of all of herself, and return to the void of her nothingness, as in the act in which she was created, so that My Divine Volition may find the space of the nothingness to be able to deposit an act of fullness of Its own, that is such that, possessing the incessant generative virtue, one act calls for another, in a way that nothing must be lacking—neither fullness of light, of sanctity, of love, of beauty, nor multiplicity of Divine acts.

“Therefore, the sanctity done in My Divine Will possesses all the fullness—but so much, that if God wanted to give her more, He would not find the space in which to put more light, more beauty. We would say: ‘You are all beautiful, nor can We add for you any more beauty, so beautiful you are. You are the work of Our Volition, and this is enough for you to be a work worthy of Us.’ …”

From the Calendar--April 20, 1900 Volume 3

My adorable Jesus continues to come, for just a little and like a shadow, and even when He comes He does not say anything. This morning, after He renewed in me the pains of the cross as many as two times, looking at me with tenderness while I was suffering the spasm of the piercings of the nails, He told me: “The Cross is a mirror in which the soul admires the Divinity, and by reflecting herself in it, she acquires the features and the likeness which most resembles God. The cross must not only be loved and desired, but one must consider it an honor and a glory. This is to operate as God and to become like God by participation, because I alone gloried in the Cross and considered suffering an honor, and I loved it so much that in my whole life I did not want to be one moment without the Cross.”

Who can say what I understood about the Cross from this speaking of blessed Jesus? But I feel mute in expressing it with words. Ah, Lord, I pray You to keep me always nailed to the Cross, so that, having this divine mirror ever before me, I may clean all my stains and embellish myself ever more in your likeness.

From the Calendar--April 19, 1919 Volume 12

Continuing in my usual state, I felt all afflicted, and my always lovable Jesus, in coming, clasped me, and placing His arm around my neck, told me: "My daughter, what is it? Your affliction weighs upon My Heart and pierces Me more than My own pains. Poor daughter, you have compassionated Me many times, and have taken My pains upon yourself; now I want to compassionate you and take your pain Myself." And He clasped me all to His Heart, and drawing me outside of myself, He added: "Be cheered, My daughter. Come into My Will to be able to better understand and see all that My Humanity did for the good of creatures."

I don’t know how to say all that I understood. In many things, I lack the words; I will just say what my sweet Jesus told me: "My daughter, My Humanity was the only organ which reordered the harmony between Creator and creature. I did for each soul all that they was supposed to do toward their Creator, not excluding even lost souls, because I was to give to the Father complete glory, love and satisfaction for all created things; with this only difference: the souls who somehow fulfill their duties toward the Creator — almost nobody arrives at satisfying them all — unite their glory to Mine, and everything they do remains as though grafted into Mine; while the lost ones remain as though parched members, and since vital humors are missing in them, they are not fit for receiving any graft of the good I have done for them, but they are only fit for burning in the eternal fire. Therefore, My Humanity restored the lost harmony between creatures and Creator, and sealed it at the price of blood and unheard-of pains."

From the Calendar--April 18, 1937 Volume 34

Now, while my mind was drowned in Its Divine Sea, my beloved Jesus, surprising me with His brief little visit, with a Love that He could not contain, told me: “My blessed daughter, the Excessive Love of the Divine Will gives of the incredible. When the creature Lives in It, has formed her little sea of the Fiat in her soul, such that drawn by Its same Power, It always wants to increase more this little sea of Its in the circle of the soul—listen to what It does: Taken with Irresistible Love It runs, It always runs in every act that she does. If It sees that she must make use of the word, It runs, It goes to meet her, It Invests the word with Its Fiat, and increases Its Divine Power in the word of the creature. If It sees that she must operate, It runs, It takes her hands, It clasps them to Itself, It Invests them with Its Fiat, and It augments Its Divine Power in her works. If It sees that she is about to take a step, It runs, It Invests it, and gives them such Power, as to always run toward the One who always runs toward her. If she loves, It runs in order to give her New Love. If It sees that she desires that she wants to be always more good, it runs and augments her goodness. There is no thought, heartbeat, or breath that It does not Invest with Its Fiat in order to make Its Wisdom, Its Beauty, the Heartbeat of Its Eternal Love, grow. …”

From the Calendar--April 17, 1922 Volume 14

Continuing in my usual state, I found myself outside of myself, and I found my sweet Jesus, my Life and my All. Innumerable suns of light were coming out of Him, and surrounded Him. I flew into the midst of that Light, and throwing myself into His arms, I clasped Him very tightly, telling Him: “Finally I found You. Now I will not leave You any more. You make me wait so long, and I remain without life, without You. But I cannot be without life, therefore now I will not leave You any more.” And I squeezed Him more tightly for fear that He might escape; and Jesus, as though enjoying my squeezes, told me: "My daughter, do not fear, I will not leave you either. If you cannot be without Me, neither can I be without you; and to make you be sure that I do not leave you, I want to chain you with My own Light."

I remained so immersed and interwoven within the Light of Jesus that it seemed to me that I would no longer find the way out. How happy I felt, and how many things I understood in that Light! I lack the words to express myself. I just remember that He said to me: "Daughter of My Will, this Light that you see is nothing other than My Will which wants to consume your will in order to give you the shape of Our Image — the Three Divine Persons – in such a way that, transforming you completely into Ourselves, We will leave Our Volition in you as Divine Actor, which matches Us in everything We do. So, Our Images will come out from Ourselves, and Our Will, acting within you, will take as many of them from you. Oh, how the purpose of Creation will be fulfilled! …”

From the Calendar--April 16, 1899 Volume 2

While I was in my usual state, Jesus invited me to go around to see what creatures were doing. I said to Him: “My adorable Jesus, this morning I don’t feel like going around and seeing the offenses that they give You. Let us stay here, the two of us together.”

But Jesus insisted that He wanted to go around, and so, to make Him content, I said to Him: “If You want to go out, let us rather go inside some churches, because the offenses they give You are fewer there.” And so we went inside a church, but there also He was offended – more than in other places; not because more sins are committed in the churches than in the world, but because those are offenses given by His dearest ones, by the very ones who should lay down their soul and body to defend the honor and the glory of God. This is why they reach His adorable Heart more painfully. I could see devout souls who, because of bagatelles of no importance, did not prepare well for Communion. Instead of thinking of Jesus, their minds were thinking about their little disturbances, about many trifles, and this was their occupation. How Jesus pitied them, and how much pity they themselves aroused! They paid attention to so many straws, to so many specks; but then, they didn’t so much as glance at Jesus.

Jesus said to me: "My daughter, how these souls prevent My Grace from pouring into them. I do not look at trifles, but at the love with which they come to Me; yet, they make an exchange: they pay more attention to straws than to love. But while love destroys the straws, with many straws love cannot increase even a tiny bit; rather, it is decreased. But what is worse about these souls is that they get so disturbed, and they waste much time. They would like to spend entire hours with their confessors to talk about all these trifles, but they never get down to work with a good and courageous resolution, in order to root those straws out. What should I tell you then, O My daughter, about certain priests of these times? One can say that they operate almost satanically, reaching the point of making themselves idols of souls. Ah, yes! It is by My sons that My Heart is pierced the most, because if the others offend Me more, they offend the members of My body; but My own offend Me in My most sensitive and tender parts, deep into My inmost Heart." Who can say the torment of Jesus? In speaking these words He was crying bitterly. I did as much as I could to compassionate Him and repair Him, but while I was doing this, Jesus and I, together, withdrew into my bed."

From the Calendar--April 15, 1919 Volume 12

[Jesus speaking] “Now, My Resurrection is the symbol of the souls who will form their Sanctity in My Will. The Saints of the past centuries symbolize My Humanity. Although resigned, they did not have continuous act in My Will; therefore, they did not receive the mark of the Sun of My Resurrection, but the mark of the works of My Humanity before My Resurrection. Therefore, they will be many; almost like stars, they will form a beautiful ornament to the Heaven of My Humanity. But the Saints of the living in My Will, who will symbolize My Resurrected Humanity, will be few. In fact, many throngs and crowds of people saw My Humanity, but few saw My Resurrected Humanity — only the believers, those who were most disposed, and, I could say, only those who contained the seed of My Will. In fact, if they did not have that seed, they would have lacked the necessary sight to be able to see My Resurrected and glorious Humanity, and therefore be spectators of My Ascent into Heaven.

“Now, if My Resurrection symbolizes the Saints of the living in My Will — and this with reason, since each act, word, step, etc. done in My Will is a Divine resurrection that the soul receives; it is a mark of glory that she receives; it is to go out of herself in order to enter the Divinity, and to love, work and think, hiding herself in the refulgent Sun of My Volition — what is the wonder, if the soul remains fully risen and identified with the very Sun of My Glory, and symbolizes My Resurrected Humanity? But few are those who dispose themselves to this, because even in sanctity, souls want something for their own good; while the Sanctity of living in My Will has nothing of its own — everything is of God. It takes too much for souls to dispose themselves to this — to strip themselves of their own goods. Therefore, they will not be many.

“You are not in the number of the many, but of the few. Therefore, be always attentive to the call, and to your continuous flight."

Seventh Word on the Cross, from the 24 Hours of the Passion

My dying Crucified, Jesus, You are now about to give the last Breaths of Your Mortal Life; Your Most Holy Humanity is already stiffened; Your Heart seems to beat no longer.  With Magdalene I cling to Your Feet and, if it were possible, I would like to give my life to revive Yours.

Meanwhile, O Jesus, I see that You open Your dying eyes again, and You look around from the Cross, as though wanting to give the last good-bye to all.  You look at Your dying Mama, who no longer has motion or voice, so many are the pains She feels; and You say, “Good-bye Mama, I am leaving, but I will keep You in My Heart.  You, take care of My children and Yours.”  You look at crying Magdalene, faithful John and Your very enemies, and with Your Gazes You say to them, “I Forgive you; I give you the Kiss of Peace.”  Nothing escapes Your Gaze; You take leave of everyone and forgive everyone.  Then, You gather all Your Strengths, and with a loud and thundering Voice, You cry out, “Father, into Your Hands I commend My Spirit.”  And bowing Your Head, You breathe Your last.

My Jesus, at this cry all nature is shaken and cries over Your death—the death of its Creator!  The earth trembles strongly; and with its trembling, it seems to be crying and wanting to shake up souls to recognize You as True God.  The veil of the Temple is torn; the dead are risen; the sun, which until now had cried over Your pains, has withdrawn its light with horror.  At this cry, Your enemies fall on their knees, and beating their breasts, they say, “Truly He is the Son of God.”  And Your Mother, petrified and dying, suffers pains harder than death.

My dead Jesus, with this cry You also place all of us into the Hands of the Father, because You do not reject us.  Therefore You cry out loudly, not only with Your Voice, but with all Your Pains and with the voices of Your Blood, “Father, into Your Hands I commend My Spirit and all souls.”  My Jesus, I too abandon myself in You; and You give me the Grace to die completely in Your Love—in Your Will, and I pray that You never permit me, either in life or in death, to go out of Your Most Holy Will.  Meanwhile I intend to repair for all those who do not abandon themselves perfectly to Your Most Holy Will, therefore losing or maiming the Precious Gift of Your Redemption.  What is not the sorrow of Your Heart, O my Jesus, in seeing so many creatures escaping from Your arms and abandoning themselves to themselves?  Have pity on all, O my Jesus—have pity on me.

I kiss Your Head crowned with thorns, and I ask Your Forgiveness for my many thoughts of pride, of ambition and of self-esteem.  And I promise You that every time a thought arises in me which is not completely for You, O Jesus, and that I find myself in occasions of offending You, immediately I will cry out, “Jesus and Mary, I commend my soul to You.”

O Jesus, I kiss Your beautiful eyes, still wet with tears and covered with dried Blood, and I ask Your Forgiveness for all the times I have offended You with evil and immodest gazes.  I promise You that every time my eyes are led to look at things of the earth, immediately I will cry out, “Jesus and Mary, I commend my soul to You.”

O my Jesus, I kiss Your Most Sacred Ears, deafened by insults and horrible blasphemies up to the very last moments, and I ask Your Forgiveness for all the times I have listened to, or made others listen to discourses which move us away from You, and for all the evil discourses made by creatures.  And I promise You that every time I find myself in the occasion of hearing unseemly discourses, immediately I will cry out, “Jesus and Mary, I commend my soul to You.”

O my Jesus, I kiss Your Most Holy Face, pale, bruised and bleeding, and I ask Your Forgiveness for the many scorns, offenses and insults You receive from us, most miserable creatures, with our sins.  I promise You that every time I have the temptation of not giving You all the glory, the love and the adoration which is due to You, immediately I will cry out, “Jesus and Mary, I commend my soul to You.”

O my Jesus, I kiss Your Most Sacred Mouth, dry and embittered.  I ask Your Forgiveness for all the times I have offended You with my evil discourses; for all the times I have contributed to embittering You and increasing Your thirst.  I promise You that every time the thought comes to me of making discourses which might offend You, immediately I will cry out, “Jesus and Mary, I commend my soul to You.”

O my Jesus, I kiss Your Most Holy Neck, and I can still see the marks of the chains and of the ropes that have oppressed You.  I ask Your Forgiveness for the many bonds and for the many attachments of the creatures, which have increased the ropes and the chains around Your Most Holy Neck.  And I promise You that every time I feel disturbed by attachments, desires and affections which are not for You, immediately I will cry out, “Jesus and Mary, I commend my soul to You.”

My Jesus, I kiss Your Most Holy Shoulders, and I ask Your Forgiveness for the many illicit satisfactions; Forgiveness for the many sins committed with the five senses of our body.  I promise You that every time the thought comes to me of taking some pleasures or satisfactions which are not for Your glory, immediately I will cry out, “Jesus and Mary, I commend my soul to You.”

My Jesus, I kiss Your Most Holy Breast, and I ask Your Forgiveness for all the coldness, indifference, lukewarmness and horrendous ingratitude You receive from the creatures; and I promise You that every time I feel my love for You become cooler, immediately I will cry out, “Jesus and Mary, I commend my soul to You.”

My Jesus, I kiss Your Most Sacred Hands.  I ask Your Forgiveness for all the evil and indifferent works; for many acts rendered malicious by love of self and self-esteem.  I promise You that every time the thought comes to me of not operating only for love of  You, immediately I will cry out, “Jesus and Mary, I commend my soul to You.”

O my Jesus, I kiss Your Most Holy Feet, and I ask Your Forgiveness for the many steps, the many paths covered without righteous intention; for many who move away from You to go in search of the pleasures of the earth.  I promise You that every time the thought comes to me of moving away from You, immediately I will cry out, “Jesus and Mary, I commend my soul to You.”

O Jesus, I kiss Your Most Sacred Heart, and I intend to enclose in It, with my soul, all the souls redeemed by You, so that all may be saved—no one excluded.

O Jesus, lock me in Your Heart, and close the doors, that I may see nothing but You.  I promise You that every time the thought comes to me of wanting to go out of this Heart, immediately I will cry out, “Jesus and Mary, to You I give my heart and my soul.”

Institution of the Eucharist, from the 24 Hours of the Passion

My Jesus, my joy and delight, I see that Your Love runs, and runs rapidly.  You stand up, sorrowful as You are, and You almost run to the altar where there is bread and wine ready for the Consecration.  I see You, my Heart, assuming a look wholly New and never seen before.  Your Divine Person acquires a tender, Loving, affectionate appearance; Your eyes blaze with Light, more than if they were suns; Your rosy face is radiant; Your lips are smiling and burning with Love; Your Creative Hands assume the attitude of Creating.  I see You, my Love, all transformed; Your Divinity seems to overflow from Your Humanity.

My Heart and my Life, Jesus, this appearance of Yours, never before seen, draws the attention of all the apostles.  They are caught by a sweet enchantment and do not dare even to breathe.  Your Sweet Mama runs in spirit to the foot of the altar, to admire the portents of Your Love.  The Angels descend from Heaven, asking themselves, “What is this?  What is this?  These are true follies, true excesses!  A God who Creates, not heaven or earth, but Himself.  And where?  In the most wretched matter of a little bread and a little wine.”

But while they are all around You, O insatiable Love, I see that You take the bread in Your hands; You offer it to the Father, and I hear Your most sweet voice say, “Holy Father, thanks be to You, for always answering Your Son.  Holy Father, concur with Me.  One day, You sent Me from Heaven to earth to be Incarnated in the Womb of My Mama, to come and save Our children.  Now, allow Me to be Incarnated in each Host, to continue their salvation and be Life of each one of My children.  Do You see, O Father?  Few hours of My Life are left; who would have the heart to leave My children orphaned and alone?  Many are their enemies—the obscurities, the passions, the weaknesses to which they are subject.  Who will help them?  O please, I supplicate You to let Me stay in each Host, to be Life of each one, and therefore put to flight their enemies; to be their Light, Strength and Help in everything.  Otherwise, where shall they go?  Who will help them?  Our Works are Eternal, My Love is irresistible—I cannot leave My children, nor do I want to.”

The Father is moved at the tender and affectionate voice of the Son.  He descends from Heaven; He is already on the altar, and united with the Holy Spirit, concurs with the Son.  And Jesus, with sonorous and moving voice, pronounces the words of the Consecration, and without leaving Himself, Creates Himself in that bread and wine.

Then You communicate Your apostles, and I believe that our Celestial Mama did not remain without receiving You.  Ah, Jesus, the Heavens bow down and all send to You an act of adoration in Your new state of profound annihilation.

But, O sweet Jesus, while Your Love remains pleased and satisfied, having nothing left to do, I see, O my Good, on this altar, Hosts which will perpetuate until the end of centuries; and lined up in each Host, Your whole sorrowful Passion, because the creatures, at the excesses of Your Love, prepare for You excesses of ingratitude and enormous crimes.  And I, Heart of my heart, want to be always with You in each tabernacle, in all the pyxes and in each Consecrated Host which will ever be until the end of the world, to emit my acts of reparation, according to the offenses You receive.

O Jesus, I contemplate You in the Holy Host, and as though seeing You in Your Adorable Person, I kiss Your majestic forehead; but in kissing You, I feel the pricks of Your thorns.  O my Jesus, in this Holy Host, how many creatures do not spare You thorns.  They come before You, and instead of sending You the homage of their good thoughts, they send You their evil thoughts; and You lower Your Head again as You did in the Passion, receiving and bearing the thorns of these evil thoughts.  O my Love, I draw near You to share in Your pains; I place all my thoughts in Your Mind in order to expel these thorns that sadden You so much.  And may each one of my thoughts flow in each one of Your Thoughts, to make an act of reparation for each evil thought, and therefore console Your sad Mind.  Jesus, my Good, I kiss Your beautiful eyes; I see Your Loving Gaze toward those who come before Your Presence, anxious to receive the return of their gazes of love.  But how many come before You, and instead of looking at You and searching for You, look at things which distract them, and so deprive You of the pleasure You feel in the exchange of gazes of love!  You cry, and as I kiss You, I feel my lips wet with Your tears.  My Jesus, do not cry; I want to place my eyes in Yours to share in these pains with You, and to cry with You.  And wanting to repair for all the distracted gazes of creatures, I offer You my gazes, always fixed in You.

Jesus, my Love, I kiss Your Most Holy ears; I now see You intent on listening to what the creatures want from You, in order to console them.  But, instead, they send to Your ears prayers badly said, full of diffidence, prayers done out of habit; and in this Holy Host, Your hearing is molested more than in Your very Passion.  O my Jesus, I want to take all the Harmonies of Heaven and place them in Your ears to repair You, and I want to place my ears in Yours, not only to share these pains with You, but to offer You my continuous act of reparation, and to console You.

Jesus, my Life, I kiss Your Most Holy Face; I see it bleeding, bruised and swollen.  The creatures, O Jesus, come before the Holy Host, and with their indecent postures and evil discourses, instead of giving You honor, seem to send You slaps and spittle.  And You, just like in the Passion, receive them in all peace and patience, and You bear everything!  O Jesus, I want to place my face close to Yours, not only to kiss You and to receive the insults that come to You from Your creatures, but to share with You all Your pains.  And with my hands, I intend to caress You, wipe off the spit, and press You tightly to my heart; and of my being, to make many tiny little pieces, placing them before You, like many souls who adore You; and to turn my movements into continuous prostrations, to repair for the dishonors You receive from all creatures.

My Jesus, I kiss Your Most Holy lips; I see that in descending Sacramentally into the hearts of Your creatures, You are forced to lean on many cutting, impure, evil tongues.  O, how embittered You remain!  You feel as though poisoned by these tongues, and it is even worse when You descend into their hearts!  O Jesus, if it were possible, I would want to be in the mouth of each creature, to turn into praises all the offenses You receive from them!

My weary Good, I kiss Your Most Holy Head.  I see it tired, exhausted, and all occupied in Your crafting of Love.  Tell me, what do You do?  And You, “My child, in this Host I work from morning to evening, forming Chains of Love; and as souls come to Me, I bind them to My Heart.  But do you know what they do to Me?  Many wriggle free by force, shattering My Loving Chains; and since these Chains are linked to My Heart, I am tortured and become delirious.  Then, in breaking My Chains, they render My crafting useless, looking for the chains of the creatures.  And they do this even in My Presence, using Me in order to reach their own ends.  This grieves Me so much as to make Me faint and rave.”

How much compassion I feel for You, O Jesus!  Your Love is cornered, and I, in order to relieve You from the offenses You receive from these souls, I pray You to chain my heart with those Chains broken by them, in order to give You my return of love in their place.

My Jesus, my Divine Archer, I kiss Your breast.  The Fire You contain in it is such and so much that, in order to give a little vent to Your Flames and to take a little break from Your Work, You begin to play with the souls who come to You, shooting arrows of Love which come out from Your breast toward them.  Your Game is to form arrows, darts, spears; and when they strike souls, You become festive.  But many, O Jesus, reject them, sending You arrows of coldness, darts of lukewarmness, and spears of ingratitude in return.  And You remain so afflicted as to cry bitterly!  O Jesus, here is my breast, ready to receive not only Your arrows destined to me, but also those which the other souls reject; so You will no longer remain defeated in Your Love Game.  In this way, I will also repair for the coldness, the lukewarmness and the ingratitude, which You receive from them.

O Jesus, I kiss Your left hand, and I intend to repair for all the illicit or blameworthy touches, done in Your Presence; and I pray you always to hold me tightly to Your Heart!

O Jesus, I kiss Your right hand, and I intend to repair for all the sacrileges, especially the Masses badly celebrated!  How many times, my Love, You are forced to descend from Heaven into unworthy hands and breasts; and even though You feel nausea for being in those hands, Love forces You to stay.  Even more, in some of Your ministers, You find the ones who renew Your Passion, because, with their enormous crimes and sacrileges, they renew the Deicide!  Jesus, I am frightened at this thought!  But, alas, just as in the Passion You were in the hands of the Jews, You are in those unworthy hands, like a meek lamb, waiting, again, for Your death and also for their conversion.  O Jesus, how much You suffer!  You would like a loving hand to free You from those bloodthirsty hands.  O Jesus, when You are in those hands, I pray you to call me near You, and in order to repair You, I will cover You with the purity of the Angels, I will perfume You with Your Virtues to reduce the nausea You feel in being in those hands, and I will offer You my heart as escape and refuge.  While You are in me, I will pray for Priests, that they may be Your worthy Ministers.  Amen.

O Jesus, I kiss Your left foot, and I intend to repair for those who receive You out of habit and without the necessary dispositions.

O Jesus, I kiss Your right foot, and I intend to repair for those who receive You to offend You.  O please, when they dare to do this, I pray you to renew the miracle You made with Longinus.  Just as You healed him and converted him at the touch of the Blood that gushed forth from Your Heart, pierced by his lance, in the same way, at Your Sacramental touch, convert the offenses into love, and the offenders into lovers!

O Jesus, I kiss Your Most Sweet Heart, into which all offenses pour, and I intend to repair for everything, to give You return of love for all, and to share in Your pains, always together with You!

O Celestial Archer, if any offense escapes my reparation, I pray you to imprison me in Your Heart and in Your Will, so that I may repair for everything.  I will pray the Sweet Mama to keep me always with Her, in order to repair everything, and for everyone.  We will kiss You together, and keeping You sheltered, we will drive away from You the waves of bitterness that You receive from the creatures.  O please, O Jesus, remember that I too am a poor sinful soul.  Enclose me in Your Heart, and with the Chains of Your Love, not only imprison me, but bind, one by one, my thoughts, my affections, my desires.  Chain my hands and my feet to Your Heart, that I may have no other hands and feet but Yours!

And so, my Love, my prison will be Your Heart, my Chains will be made of Love; Your flames will be my Food, Your Breath will be mine, the fences preventing me from going out will be Your Most Holy Will.  So I will see nothing but Flames, I will touch nothing but Fire; and while they give me Life, they will give me death, like that You suffer in the Holy Host.  I will give You my life, and so, while I remain imprisoned in You, You will be released in me.  Is this not Your intent in imprisoning Yourself in the Host, in order to be released by the souls who receive You, becoming Alive in them?  And now, as a sign of Love, Bless me, give the mystical kiss of Love to my soul, while I remain clasped and clinging to You.

O my Sweet Heart, I see that after You have instituted the Most Holy Sacrament and have seen the enormous ingratitude and the offenses of the creatures at the excesses of Your Love, although wounded and embittered, You do not draw back; rather, You want to drown everything in the immensity of Your Love.

I see You, O Jesus, as You administer Yourself to Your apostles, and then You add that they too must do what You have done, giving them authority to consecrate; and so You ordain them priests and institute the other Sacraments.  Thus You take care of everything, and You repair for everything:  the sermons badly given, the Sacraments administered and received without disposition, and therefore without effects; the mistaken vocations of priests, on their part and on the part of those who ordain them, not using all means in order to discern the true vocations.  Ah, nothing escapes You, O Jesus, and I intend to follow You and to repair for all these offenses.

Then, after You have given fulfillment to everything, You gather Your apostles and set out for the Garden of Gethsemane, to begin Your sorrowful Passion.  I will follow You in everything, to keep You faithful company.

From the Calendar--April 14, 1923 Volume 15

[Jesus speaking] “Now, My daughter, let’s come to My Will. Do you think it is a Sanctity like the other sanctities? A good, a grace, almost like the others which I have given for many centuries to the other Saints and to the whole Church? No, no! This is about a new era — about a good which must serve all generations; but it is necessary that I first centralize all this good in one creature alone, just as I did in Redemption by centralizing everything in My Mama. Take a look at how things proceed in a parallel way: in order to make Redemption come and to dispose souls for It, I made the promise of the future Messiah, so that, by hoping for Him to come, they would not only dispose themselves, but find, they too, their own salvation in the future Redeemer. Now, in order to dispose souls to live in My Will, to let them partake in the goods It contains, and to make man return to the path of his origin, just as he was created by Me, I Myself wanted to pray as the first, making My voice resound from one end of the earth to another, and even up high in Heaven, saying: ‘Our Father, who art in Heaven.’ I did not say ‘My Father,’ but I called Him Father of the whole human family, so as to engage Him in that which I was going to add: ‘May all hallow Your Name, so that Your Kingdom may come, and Your Will be done on earth as It is in Heaven.’ This was the purpose of Creation, and I asked the Father that it be fulfilled. As I prayed, the Father surrendered to My supplications, and I formed the seed of a good so great; and so that this seed might be known, I taught My prayer to the Apostles, and they transmitted it to the whole Church, so that, just as the people of the future Redeemer found salvation in Him and disposed itself to receive the promised Messiah, in the same way, with this seed formed by Me, the Church might pray and repeat My very prayer many times, and might dispose Herself to receive the good of recognizing and loving My Celestial Father as their Father, in such a way as to deserve to be loved as children and receive the great good that My Will be done on earth as It is in Heaven. …”