From the Calendar--October 7, 1928 Volume 25

I had not at all thought that, on that very evening, I would move to the House of the Divine Will, near my Prisoner Jesus; only, I prayed Him not to let Me know when this would be, so as not to profane such an act with my human will, so that I might put nothing of my own, but do the Divine Will in everything. …

From the Calendar--October 6, 1924 Volume 17

Then I said to Him: “Tell me, my Love, how many times does your Will go around through all creatures?”

And Jesus: "My daughter, in each heartbeat of creature My Will forms Its complete round through all of Creation. And just as the heartbeat in the creature is continuous, and if the heartbeat ceases life ceases, in order to give Divine Life to all creatures, My Will, more than heartbeat, goes around and forms the Heartbeat of My Will in every heart. See, then, how My Will is in every creature: as primary heartbeat, because her own is secondary; and if I feel any heartbeat of creature, it is by virtue of the heartbeat of My Will. Even more, My Will forms in her two heartbeats: one for the human heart, as life of the body, and one for the soul, as heartbeat and life of the soul.

“But do you want to know what this heartbeat of My Will does in the creature? If she thinks, My Will runs and circulates like blood in the veins of the soul, and gives her the Divine Thought, that she may put aside the human thought and give the place to the word of My Will. If she works, if she walks, if she loves, My Wills wants the place of her work, of her step, of her love. The love and the jealousy of My Will in the creature is so great that, while It palpitates, if the creature wants to think, It becomes thought; if she wants to look, It becomes eye; if she wants to speak, It becomes word; if she wants to work, It becomes work; if she wants to walk, It becomes foot; if she wants to love, It becomes fire. In sum, It runs and wanders through every act of the creature in order to take its primary place, which is due to It. But to Our greatest sorrow, the creature denies It this place of honor, and gives place to her human will; and My Will is forced to remain in the creature as if It had no thought, no eye, no word, no hands, no feet – unable to carry out the Life of My Will in the center of the soul of the creature. What sorrow! What highest ingratitude!

“But do you want to know who gives Me free field and lets My Will operate as heartbeat of Life within her soul? One who lives in My Will. Oh, how well does My Will carry out Its Life, becoming thought of her thought, eye of her eye, word of her mouth, heartbeat of her heart, and so with all the rest! Oh, how quickly we understand each other with one who is living in My Will; and My Will obtains the intent of forming Its Life in the soul of the creature! …”

From the Calendar--October 5, 1906 Volume 7

Continuing in my usual state, I found myself outside of myself together with Baby Jesus. This time it seemed He felt like playing. He would press Himself against my breast and in my arms, and while looking at me with great love, now He would clasp me, now He would push me and almost knock against me with His little head, now He would kiss me so strongly that it seemed He wanted to enclose me and identify me with Himself. While He would do this, I would feel great pain — so much so, as to feel faint. But even though He would see me suffer like that He would not pay attention to me; on the contrary, if He would see from my face that I was suffering, since I would not dare to tell Him anything, He would do it harder, and would make me suffer more. Now, after He well gave vent to Himself, He told me: "My daughter, I am your Master, and I can do with you whatever I want. Know that, since you are Mine, you are no longer the master of yourself; and if you arbitrate something, even just one thought, one desire, one heartbeat, know that you are making a theft from Me."

At that moment, I saw the confessor who, not feeling very well, wanted as though to unload his sufferings onto me; and all hurriedly, He pushed him away with His hand, and said: "I have to unload My own pains first, which are many, and then you can do it." And while saying this, He drew near my mouth and poured a most bitter liqueur. Then I commended the confessor to Him, praying Him to touch him with His little hand, and to make him get well. He touched him and said: "Yes, yes." And He disappeared.

From the Calendar--October 4, 1923 Volume 16

I felt I was being destroyed by the pain of the privation of Jesus, with the sad thought that He would no longer come to me. Oh, how piercing it is to think that I would never see again the One who forms my Life, my happiness, all my good!

While I was thinking about this, my sweet Jesus moved in my interior and told me: "My daughter, how could I leave you if My Will is imprisoned in your soul, and giving life to all your acts, carries out Its Life as within Its own center? So, My Life is in one point of the earth. Ah, if this Life of Mine on earth was not there, My Justice would pour Itself out with such fury as to annihilate it."

In hearing this, I said: “My Jesus, Your Will is everywhere, there is no place in which It is not, and You are saying that It is imprisoned in me?”

And Jesus: "It is indeed everywhere with Its Immensity, with Its All-seeingness and with Its Power. Like a Queen, It subjects everything to Itself, allowing no one to escape Its empire. But as Life in which the creature forms her life, to live her life in the Life of My Will and to form the Life of the Divine Will on earth – It does not exist. For many who do not do It, it is if My Will did not exist... It happens as if someone had water in his room but would not drink it, or fire but he would not approach it in order to get warm, or bread but he would not eat it. In spite of the fact that he has with himself all these elements which can give life to man, by not taking them, he can die of thirst, cold and hunger. Others take them rarely, and are weak and sick. Others, every day, and these are healthy and robust. Therefore, everything is in the possession of a good – whether the human will wants to take it, and how it wants to take it; and depending on whether it uses it, so does it receive its effects.

“So is My Will. In order to become Life of the soul, she must make her will disappear in Mine; her will must no longer exist. My Will must take over in all her acts, as the prime act; and so It will give Itself to the soul, now as water to quench her thirst with Its Divine and celestial waters; now as fire, not only to warm her, but to destroy what is human in her and to rebuild in her the Life of My Will; now as food, to nourish her and to make her strong and robust. Oh, how hard it is to find a creature who surrenders all her rights, to give My Will alone the right to reign! Almost all want to keep something of their own will for themselves, and therefore, not reigning in them completely, My Will is not able to form Its Life in all the creatures."

From the Calendar--October 3, 1901 Volume 4

Having received Communion, I was thinking of how to offer something more special to Jesus – how to prove my love and give Him more pleasure; so I said to Him: “My most beloved Jesus, I offer You my heart for Your satisfaction and in eternal praise of You; and I offer You all of myself, even the tiniest particles of my body like as many walls to be placed before You in order to block any offense which might be given to You, accepting them all upon myself if it were possible, and for Your pleasure, until the day of judgment. And since I want my offering to be complete and to satisfy You for all, I intend for all the pains which I will bear by receiving upon myself the offenses given to You, to repay You with all the glory which the Saints who are in Heaven were supposed to give You when they were on earth; that which the souls in Purgatory were supposed to give You, and that glory which all men, past, present and future, owe You. I offer them to You for all in general, and for each one in particular.” As I finished speaking, all moved by this offering, blessed Jesus told me: "My beloved, you yourself cannot understand the great contentment you have given Me by offering yourself in this way. You have soothed all My wounds, and have given Me a satisfaction for all offenses, past, present and future. And I will take it into account for all eternity like a most precious gem which will glorify Me eternally; and every time I will look at it, I will give you new and greater eternal glory. My daughter, there is no greater obstacle which prevents the union between creatures and Myself, and which is opposed to my Grace, than one’s own will. You, by offering me your heart for My satisfaction, have emptied yourself of yourself; and because of your emptying yourself of yourself, I will pour all of Myself into you, and from your heart a praise will come to Me which will carry the same notes as the praise that My Heart gives to My Father continuously, to satisfy for the glory that men do not give Him."

While He was saying this, I saw that by means of my offering, many rivulets were coming out of every part of me, which poured over blessed Jesus, who then, with impetus and greater abundance, pour them over the whole Celestial Court, over Purgatory and over all peoples. Oh, goodness of my Jesus, in accepting such a meager offering, and requiting it with so much grace! Oh, prodigy of the holy and pious intentions! If in all our works, even trivial, we made use of them, what traffic would we not produce? How many eternal properties would we not acquire? How much more glory would we not give to the Lord?

From the Calendar--October 2, 1913 Volume 11

Then, having received Communion, I was saying to Jesus, “I love You,” and He told me: "My daughter, do you really want to love Me? Say: Jesus, I love You with Your Will. And since My Will fills Heaven and earth, your love will surround Me everywhere, and your ‘I love You’ will resound up there in the Heavens, and down to the bottom of the abysses. So, if you want to say: ‘I adore You, I bless You, I praise You, I thank You,’ you will say it united with My Will, and you will fill Heaven and earth with adorations, benedictions, praises, thanksgiving — in My Will. These are simple, easy and immense things.

“My Will is everything, to the extent that my very attributes — what are they? A simple act of My Will. Therefore, if Justice, Goodness, Wisdom, Fortitude follow their course, My Will precedes them, accompanies them, and places them in the act of operating. In sum, they do not move one point from My Volition. Therefore, whoever takes My Will takes everything; even more, she can say that her life is ended — ended the weaknesses, the temptations, the passions and the miseries — because all things lose their rights in the one who does My Will. My Will has primacy over everything, and right to all."

From the Calendar--October 1, 1933 Volume 32

The Divine Volition never leaves me. It seems to me that It is always inside and outside of me, as in act of surprising me, because It wants to place Its Act in everything that I do. If I pray, if I suffer, if I labor, and even if I sleep, It wants to give me Its Divine Rest in my sleep. It always wants to give Itself something to do, and in everything It calls me by telling me: “Let Me descend into the depth of all your acts, and I will make you Rise into the heights of My Act. We will compete: you to Ascend, and I to descend.”

But who can say what the Divine Will made felt in my soul? Its Excessive Love, Its Condescension, Its continuous occupying Itself over my poor soul.

But while I found myself under the Empire of the Divine Volition re-pouring Itself over me, my highest Good Jesus, surprising me, told me: “My good daughter, there is no scene that moves Me and enraptures Me more, than to see the human littleness under the Empire of My Will: the Divine in the human, the Great in the littleness, the Strong in the weak, that hiding in each other, Conquer each other in turn. It is so Beautiful, so enchanting, that I find the Pure Joys, the Divine Happiness, that the creature can give Me, even though I see that she brings My same Will to Me in hand, and she brings It to Me by means of the channel of the human will. If you knew how much this delights Me, in order to please Me you would let yourself always be Conquered by My Will. I can say that I leave Heaven, while I remain in order to come to enjoy the Pure Joys that My Divine Will knows how to give Me in the little circle of the creature on earth.

“You must know that one who does My Divine Will, and lets Its Life flow in her acts, continuously calls God and all His Attributes. God hears Himself always called by the creature: now she calls Him because she wants His Power, now she wants His Love, now because she wants His Sanctity, His Light, His Goodness, His Imperturbable Peace. In sum, she remains always calling Him because she wants of His, and God always remains waiting for her in order to give what she asks. And in order to exchange her, He feels called, and He calls her, in order to show Trust to her and tell her: ‘What else do you want of My Divine Being? Take what you want, rather, as you call Me, I already prepare for you My Power, My Love, My Light, My Sanctity, that is wanted in your act.’

“In fact, God calls the soul and the soul calls God, and this always calling each other in order to ask and receive, and God in order to give, forms the Life of My Will in the creature. It matures her, and makes her grow, and forms the sweet Enchantment of her Creator Himself. One continuous Act encloses such Power, that God does not know how to unbind Himself from the creature, nor she from God. Rather they feel the Irresistible need of remaining Bound with each other. And only My Will knows how to produce these continuous Acts that never cease and form the True Character of Living in My Will. On the other hand, a changeable character, a broken work, is the true sign of living of human volition, that does not know how to give either Firmness, or Peace, and does not know how to produce anything other than thorns and bitternesses.”

From the Calendar-- September 1907 Volume 8

I am going through most bitter days, with continuous privations. At the most, He comes like shadow and lightning, and with almost continuous threats of chastisements. Oh God, what an uproar! It seems that the world is shaken; all are in the attitude of making revolutions and of killing one another. The Lord seems to withdraw His Grace, and men become like many fierce animals. But after all, it is better to keep silent about these things, because talking about it embitters my poor soul too much, which is already full enough of bitternesses.

Then, this morning, blessed Jesus came for just a little and told me: "All the works of God are perfect, and their perfection is recognized by their being round, or square at most; so much so, that not a stone is placed in the Celestial Jerusalem, which is not round or square." I could not understand anything of this; however, as I went about looking at the vault of the heavens, I could see the stars, the sun, the moon, and also the shape of the earth itself – all round. But I could not understand the meaning of it, and the Lord added: "Roundness is the same in all of its parts; so, in order to be perfect, the soul must be the same in all states, in all circumstances, whether prosperous or adverse, whether sweet or bitter. Equality must surround her in everything, in such a way as to shape her like a round object; otherwise, if she is not equal to herself in all things, she will not be able to enter, beautiful and smooth, into the Celestial Jerusalem, and will not be able to adorn like a star the fatherland of the blessed. So, the more the soul is the same in everything, the closer she comes to Divine Perfection."

Fiat!

From the Calendar--September 29, 1912 Volume 11

I am writing of past things. I was thinking to myself: “The Lord spoke to some about His Passion, to some about His Heart, to some others about His Cross, and many more things. I would like to know which soul has been favored the most by Jesus.” My adorable Jesus came and told me: "My daughter, do you know who has been most favored by Me? The soul to whom I manifested the prodigies and the power of My Most Holy Will. All other things are parts of Me, while My Will is the center, the life and the holder of everything. My Will directed My Passion, gave life to My Heart, and exalted the Cross. My Will understands everything, catches everything, and activates everything — My Will is greater than anything. As a consequence, the one to whom I spoke about My Will has been the most favored, above everyone and everything.

“How much you should thank Me for having admitted you to the secrets of My Volition! Even more, the one who is in My Will is also in My Passion; she is My Heart; she is all the beauty of My Cross and she is My very Redemption. Nothing dissimilar exists between us. Therefore, I want you completely in My Will, if you want to take part in My Goods."

Another time I was thinking about what would be the best way to offer our actions, our prayers, etc. — whether as reparations, adoration, etc. My always benign Jesus told me: "My daughter, one who lives in My Will and does her things because I want it so, does not need to dispose her intentions. Since she is in My Will, as she operates, prays or suffers, I Myself dispose these things the way I please. Do I like the reparation? I placed them for reparation. Do I like love? I take them as love. Being the owner, I make of them whatever I please. It is not so for those who are not in My Will: they dispose, and I respect their will."

From the Calendar--September 28, 1927 Volume 23

Then, I continued my abandonment in the Divine Fiat, and my sweet Jesus added: “My daughter, My Divine Will was given from the very beginning of Creation as life of the creatures, and It took on the commitment to maintain this life in them whole, beautiful, in its full vigor, administering, in each act of creature, a Divine Act of Its own—an act of the height of Its sanctity, of Its Light, of Its Power and Beauty. It would place Itself in waiting—waiting for their act in order to give Its own, in such a way as to make in it a portent of Divine Life worthy of Its power and wisdom.

“In order to comprehend this, it is enough to say that My Divine Volition was to form as many lives of Itself in each creature, and therefore It would place the whole of Its ability and the infinite qualities It possessed in the exercise of working. How beautiful these Divine Lives in the creatures would have been. In looking at them, We were to find in them Our reflection, Our Image, the echo of Our Happiness. What joy, what feast Creation would have been for Us and for the creatures!

“Now, you must know that one who does not do My Divine Will and does not live in It, wants to destroy his own Divine Life within himself, that he was to possess. To destroy one’s own life—what crime! Who would not condemn one who wanted to destroy his own corporal life, or one who did not want to take food, reducing himself to being emaciated, infirm, incapable of anything? Now, one who does not do My Will destroys his life that the Divine Goodness wants to give him; and one who does My Will, but not always, and does not live in It, because he lacks continuous and sufficient food, is the poor ill one, without strength, emaciated, incapable of doing true good; and if it seems that he does something, it is without life, strained, because My Will alone can give it life. What crime, My daughter, what crime, that deserves no pity.”

My lovable Jesus showed Himself very tired and as though restless, so great was His sorrow for so many lives destroyed in the creatures. I felt pain because of it, and I said to Jesus: “My Love, tell Me, what troubles You? You suffer very much, the destruction of these Divine Lives of Your adorable Will is Your greatest sorrow; therefore I pray You—let Its Kingdom come, so that this, Your sorrow, may turn into joy, and so Creation will no longer give You restlessness and sorrow, but rest and happiness.”

And seeing that with my speaking I could not get to calming Him, I called to my help all the acts of His Will done in Creation, and emitting my own, I surrounded Jesus with the acts of His Will. An immense light formed around Jesus, and that light eclipsed all the evils of creatures, and He could take rest.

Then He added: “My daughter, My Will alone can give Me rest. If you want to calm Me when you see Me restless, lend yourself to the carrying out of the life of My Will in you, and as you make all Its acts your own, I will find in you Its light, Its sanctity, Its infinite joys giving Me rest, and I will take a little break from chastising the creatures who, because of these Divine Lives that they destroy within themselves, so much deserve that I destroy all natural goods and even their very lives.

“Don’t you see how the sea goes out of its shore and advances to snatch these lives into its bosom and bury them in it? The wind, the earth, almost all the elements advance to make a snatch at creatures and destroy them. These are the acts of My Will spread in Creation for love of them, that, having not been received with love, convert into justice.”

I remained frightened in seeing this, and I prayed my highest Good, Jesus, to placate Himself and to let the Kingdom of the Divine Fiat come soon.

From the Calendar--September 27, 1938 Volume 36

“I can say that everything I said regarding My Will is like a New Creation—more Beautiful, more various, more Majestic than the Creation that everybody sees. O! how this visible Creation remains behind It. As it is impossible for men to destroy or suffocate the light of the sun, to stop the impetuosity of the wind or the air that everybody breathes, or to make of everything a pile of ruins—in the same way, they cannot suffocate, much less, destroy what I have said. This is a New, Speaking Creation, and each Truth carries the Seal of Our Divine Life. So, in the Truth I have Manifested to you there are Speaking Suns, Speaking and Overwhelming winds in My Will—to the extent of besieging the creature with the Empire of Its Power. In these Truths there exist My various Beauties that will enrapture the creatures; the Seas of Love by which they will be continuously inundated and that will win all hearts to Love Me with their sweet murmuring. In these Truths I placed all the possible imaginable Goods: Love that Conquers, enraptures, sweetens and shakes. Nothing is missing to Dominate the creature and to make My Will descend with decorum and Majesty, together with the army of My Truths—to make It Reign among them. And the creature won't be given the chance to shut out this New Creation of Mine. I will know how to guard It and defend It.

“Moreover, My daughter, this New Creation costs Me the Work, not of six days, but of fifty years and more. How could I ever permit It to be repressed—not to have Its Life, or to come to Light? This would be as if I had not enough Power, which cannot be. I will know how to protect them. Not single a Word will be touched or destroyed—it costs Me too much; and when things cost a lot, all the means, all the arts are used—even one's own life—in order to obtain the purpose. Therefore let Me accomplish the job of this New Creation and do not worry about what they say or do. These are the usual human volubilities: at one wind's blow they see black, at another blow they take off the bandage and see white. I will know how to take over everyone and unleash the aggressive army of My Truths to Dominate the creature. It takes Patience from My side and from your side; so, without moving, let's go forward.”

From the Calendar--September 26, 1926 Volume 20

Then, afterwards, my sweet Jesus made Himself seen coming out from within my interior, and He was looking at me; but He fixed His gazes on me so much, as if He wanted to portray Himself—engrave Himself within my poor soul.

On seeing this, I said to Him: “My Love, Jesus, have pity on me; don’t You see how ugly I am? Your privation during these days has rendered me even uglier. I feel I am good at nothing; even the rounds in Your Will I do with difficulty. Oh! how bad I feel. Your privation is like a consuming fire for me, that, burning everything in me, takes away from me the life of doing good. It leaves me only Your adorable Will that, binding me all to Itself, makes me want nothing but Your Fiat, and see and touch nothing but Your Most Holy Will.”

And Jesus, resuming His speaking, added: “My daughter, wherever My Will is present, everything is sanctity, everything is love, everything is prayer. So, since Its fount is in you, your thoughts, your gazes, your words, your heartbeat and also your movements—everything is love and prayers. It is not the form of the words that forms prayer—no; it is My operating Will that, dominating all of your being, makes of your thoughts, words, gazes, heartbeats and movements as many little fountains, that spring from the Supreme Will; and rising up to Heaven, in their mute language, some pray, some love, some adore, some bless.

“In sum, My Will makes the soul do what is holy—what belongs to the Divine Being. Therefore, the soul who possesses the Supreme Will as life is the true heaven that, be it even mute, narrates the Glory of God and announces itself as the work of His creative hands. How beautiful it is to see the soul in whom My Will reigns! As she thinks, looks, speaks, palpitates, breathes, moves, she forms the stars to adorn her heaven, to narrate more the Glory of He who created her. My Will embraces everything as though in one breath, and lets nothing of all that is good and holy escape the soul.”

From the Calendar--September 25, 1913 Volume 11

I had told my confessor that Jesus had said to me that the Will of God is the center of the soul; that this center is in the depth of the soul, and that, spreading Its rays like the sun, It gives Light to the mind, Sanctity to the actions, strength to the steps, Life to the heart, Power to the word and to everything; and not only this, but also that while this center — the Will of God — is inside of us, so that we may never escape from It, and so as to remain at our continuous disposal, never leaving us alone or separated even for a minute — at the same time, it is also in front of us, on our right, on our left, behind and everywhere, and it will be our center also in Heaven. The confessor was saying, instead, that the Most Holy Eucharist is our center.

Now, blessed Jesus came and told me: "My daughter, I had to do in such a way that sanctity might be easy and accessible to all — unless they did not want it — in all conditions, in all circumstances and in every place. It is true that the Most Holy Eucharist is center; but who instituted It? Who constrained My Humanity so that It might be enclosed within the little circle of a Host? Wasn’t that My Will? My Will will always have primacy over everything. Further, if everything is in the Eucharist, the Priests who call Me from Heaven into their hands, and who are in contact with My Sacramental Flesh more than anyone should be the most saintly and the most good; instead, many are the worst. Poor Me, how they treat Me in the Holy Eucharist! And the many souls who receive Me, perhaps every day, should be many saints if the center of the Eucharist were sufficient. Instead — and it makes one want to cry — they remain always at the same point: vain, irascible, punctilious, etc. Poor center of the Most Holy Eucharist, how dishonored It remains!

“On the other hand, there might be a mother who does My Will and cannot receive Me every day because of her conditions, not because she doesn’t want to. She is patient, charitable, and carries the fragrance of My Eucharistic virtues within herself. Ah, is it perhaps the Sacrament or, rather, My Will to which she is submitted, that keeps her subdued and compensates for the Most Holy Sacrament? Even more, I tell you that the Sacraments themselves produce fruits depending on how the souls are submitted to My Will. They produce effects according to the connection that the souls have with My Volition. And if there’s no link with My Will, they may receive Communion, but they will remain on an empty stomach; they may go to Confession, but remain still dirty; they may come before My Sacramental Presence, but if our wills do not meet, I will be as if dead for them, because My Will produces all the goods and gives life even to the Sacraments only in the soul who submits herself to It. Those who do not understand this are babies in religion."

From the Calendar--September 24, 1928 Volume 24

After this, I continued thinking: “And why has the Lord so much interest, and He loves so much that His Holy Will be known and reign in the midst of creatures?”

And my sweet Jesus added: “My daughter, because the first purpose, act and end of Creation was that Our Divine Will alone Reign; and in order for It to Reign, it is necessary to know It. It was Our Will that entered the field of action in Creation, that imposed Itself on the ‘nothing’ with Its creating Fiat, and created heavens, suns and many beautiful works—and also man. And in all the works It created It placed the seal of Its Omnipotent Fiat as the indelible sign that It would remain inside each of Its works as ruling King inside his Kingdom.

“So, the purpose of Creation was not Our Power, Our Goodness, Our Justice, Our Immensity, and the like; and if all of these, Our Attributes, concurred in It, it was as consequence, not as purpose. And if We do not obtain the purpose, it is for Us as if We had done nothing; and since all created things were made for man, and man for Us, here is why, by necessity of love, by right of justice, for the honor and decorum of Ourselves and of all Our works, and as the fulfillment of Our Purpose, We want Our Divine Will to Reign in man as origin, life and end of his whole being.

“If you knew how much My Fiat suffers in looking at man; It looks at him, and says in Its sorrow: ‘I made him, truly, with My creative hands; he is My work, he is truly the one whom I so much delighted in creating. Yet, I am not inside of him as in My Kingdom; he broke My seal, and putting Me out, he destroys for Me the purpose for which I gave him life.’

“See then, how it is of absolute necessity that My Divine Will be known and Reign; and until It does, Our most beautiful works cannot produce for man the goods that they contain; the very work of Redemption is without fulfillment.”

From the Calendar--September 23, 1929 Volume 27

I was doing my usual round in the Creation, to follow all the acts that the Supreme Volition had done in all created things; and my sweet Jesus, coming out from my interior, told me: “My daughter, when the creature goes through the works of her Creator it means that she wants to recognize, appreciate, love, what God has done for love of her; and having nothing to give Him in return, while going through His works she takes the whole Creation as though in the palm of her hand, and she gives It back to God, intact and beautiful, for His glory and honor, saying to Him: ‘I recognize You, I glorify You by means of Your own works, that alone are worthy of You.’

“Now, Our delight in seeing Ourselves recognized in Our works by the creature is such and so great, that We feel as if the Creation were being repeated again, to give Us double glory; and since this double glory is given to Us because the creature recognizes Our works done for love of them and given to them as gift so that they would love Us, by recognizing Our gift, the creature encloses the All in the Heaven of her soul, and We see, within her littleness, Our Divine Being with all Our works. More so since, Our Divine Fiat being present in the littleness of this creature, she has capacity and space to be able to enclose the All, and—oh! prodigy, to see the All enclosed in the human littleness, and to see her, brave, giving the All to the All, only to love Him and glorify Him.

“That the All of Our Supreme Being be the All—there is nothing to be surprised about, because such is Our Divine Nature— to be All. But the All in the human littleness is the wonder of wonders; these are Prodigies of Our Divine Volition, that wherever It reigns It cannot make of Our Divine Being a being by half, but the whole of It. And since the Creation is nothing other than an outpouring of Love of Our creating Fiat, wherever It reigns It encloses all Its works, and therefore the human littleness can say: ‘I give God to God.’ This is why, then, when We give Ourselves to the creature, We want everything—even her nothing, so that upon her nothing Our Creative Word may be repeated, and We may form Our All over the nothing of the creature. If she does not give Us everything—her littleness, her nothing—Our Creative Word cannot be repeated, nor is it decorous and an honor for Us to repeat it; because when We speak, We want to get rid of anything that does not belong to Us; and when We see that she does not give herself completely, We do not make her Our own, and so she remains the littleness and the nothing that she is, while We remain with the All that We are.”

From the Calendar--September 22, 1924 Volume 17

And Jesus: "My daughter, living in My Will brings with itself the loss of any right of one’s own will. All the rights belong to the Divine Will, and if the soul does not lose all of her rights, it cannot be called true living in My Will; at the most, she lives resigned, conformed. In fact, living in My Will is not only that she does her action according to My Will, but that in all of the interior of the creature, she gives no place to one affection, one thought or one desire, or even one breath, in which My Will does not have Its place. Nor would My Will tolerate even one human affection of which It is not the Life; It would feel disgusted in letting the soul live in My Will with her own affections, thoughts, and other things which a human will could have without the Divine.

“And do you think it is easy that a soul would willingly lose her rights? Oh, how difficult it is! There are souls who, when they reach the point of losing all the rights over their own will, draw back and content themselves with conducting a life in the middle, because to lose her rights is the greatest sacrifice that a creature could do; but it is the one which disposes My Goodness to open the doors of My Will, giving her My Divine Rights in exchange, by letting her live in It. Therefore, be attentive, and never go out of the boundaries of My Will."

From the Calendar--September 21, 1913 Volume 11

This morning my always adorable Jesus made Himself seen with unspeakable sweetness and affability, as if He wanted to tell me something very dear to Him and very surprising for me. So, hugging me and pressing me to His Heart, He told me: "My beloved daughter, all the things that the soul does in My Will and together with Me — prayers, actions, steps, etc. — acquire My same qualities, the same Life and the same value. See, all the things that I did upon earth — prayers, sufferings, works — are all in action, and will remain in eternity for the good of whoever wants them. My work differs from the work of the creatures. Containing within Myself the Creative Power, I speak and I create, just as one day I spoke and created the Sun. It is as if this Sun, which is always full of light and heat that never decreases, remained in the act of receiving continuous creation from Me. Such was My work on earth. Since I contain the Creative Power within Me, the prayers, the steps, the works which I did, and the blood which I shed remain in continuous act of praying, working, walking, etc., just as the Sun is in continuous act of giving light. Therefore, My prayers continue, My steps are always in the act of running after souls; and so on with the rest. Otherwise, what would be the great difference between My work and the work of My Saints?

“Now, My daughter, listen to a beautiful — beautiful thing, not yet understood by creatures: all the things that the soul does together with Me and in My Will are like my own things; and they remain as her own. The connection of My Will and the work done together with Me participate in My same Creative Power." I remained ecstatic, with a joy that I could not contain, and I said: “Is all this possible, O Jesus?” And He: "Whoever does not understand this can say that he does not know Me." And He disappeared. But I cannot say it well, and I don’t know how to explain myself better. Who can tell all that He made me understand? Rather, it seems to me that I’ve just said nonsense.

From the Calendar--September 20, 1937 Volume 35

Jesus remained silent, drowned inside His Flames of Love... Then, as if He still felt the need to pour out more—to fire the whole world with His Love—sighing, He added: “Listen, My daughter, to another greater Surprise of Our intense Love and to the extent of Our delirium of Love. Our Supreme Being Loves the creature so much that We even reach the Excess of imitating her. We make Ourselves tiny, enclosing Ourselves within her. We want to walk with her feet, work with her hands, speak with her mouth, look with her eyes, think with her intelligence, and palpitate and Love inside her heart. In order to do all that the creature does, and the way she does it, We want to have feet, hands, mouth, eyes and heart like the creature; and We ask this of her, as if We were not the absolute owners. We say to her: ‘Let’s Love each other. We give you of Ourselves, and you—give Us of yours.’

“In fact, Our Supreme Being, the most Pure Spirit, is step without foot—without walking He is everywhere. He does everything. He Operates everything without needing hands. He is Word without mouth; He is Light, and He can see all without eyes. But since We Love her very much, We like to imitate her. This is an Immense device of Our Love, that only a God can do: instead of saying to the creature, ‘You must imitate Us. You must do as We do,’ We say, ‘We want to imitate you, and do as you do.’ In the end, She is Our creature—the Work of Our Creative Hands. She came out of Ourselves, from within the Power of Our Creative Love; so it’s no wonder that we want to descend within her—to imitate her and do what she does the way she does it. It is nothing other than giving honor to Ourselves and greater importance to Our Works. But We can do this only in the creature within whom Our Will Reigns. In her we can do all—pour out Our Love; imitate each other—since she is completely disposed to do what We want. On the other hand, where Our Will does not Reign, We can say that We can do nothing.

“Now, listen to another Surprise of Love that is nearly unbelievable. Once the creature has given Us the freedom to imitate her, giving Us life within herself—feet, hands and mouth—We call her ‘Our Imitation’ and, as We let her enter into Our Divine Being, the Power of Our Fiat gives her Its step without foot, letting her be everywhere: in the Angels, in the Saints, in the Celestial Queen, even in Our Divine Womb. O, how Happy We are in seeing her no longer surrounded by the human nature, but free together with Us, working without hands and speaking without mouth—and O, how many words.... With Our Word she tells Us the long story of Our Love and of Our Operating Fiat. She feels Our Eternal Wisdom being poured into herself—O, how many things she tells Us about Our Divine Being. And she talks and talks, and O, how We delight in hearing the creature narrating what We are. Taken by Our own Flames of Love, she even feels the need to Love Us without a heart, because her heart has its limits, while Our Love without heart has no limits—it is Immense. So, the creature gets rid of the heart and Loves inside Our Infinite Love.

“See, My daughter? Could it ever be possible to give Surprises of Love more beautiful than these? To feel the pleasure—the taste of imitating her; doing all that she does as a pretext of Love, to call her to imitate Us, and make her do what We do! The abysses of Our Love are so many, and what’s more, they always keep searching for New devices of Love.”

From the Calendar--September 19, 1899 Volume 2

Most loving Jesus continued: "If Faith is the king, Charity is queen, and Hope is like the peacemaking mother who pacifies everything. In fact, with Faith and Charity there may be disturbance, but Hope, being bond of peace, converts everything into peace. Hope is support, Hope is refreshment; and when the soul, rising by means of Faith, sees the beauty, the sanctity and the love with which she is loved by God, and feels drawn to love Him, but in seeing her insufficiency, how little she does for God, and how she should love Him but does not, she feels discomforted, disturbed and almost does not dare to draw near God – immediately this peacemaking mother comes out, and placing herself between Faith and Charity, she begins to perform her office of peacemaker. She makes the soul peaceful again, she pushes her, raises her, gives her new strengths; and carrying her before king Faith and queen Charity, she excuses the soul, she places a new effusion of her merits before the soul, and she prays them to receive her. And Faith and Charity, with their gazes fixed only on this peacemaking mother, so tender and compassionate, receive the soul, and God forms the delight of the soul, and the soul the delight of God."

From the Calendar--September 18, 1932 Volume 31

My abandonment in the Divine Volition continues. I feel hidden by Its Eternal Waves, in which It hides everything, nothing flees from Its Immensity so that one who wants to find everything, embrace everything, listen to the story of each one, must enter into this Sea of the Supreme Fiat.

But while my mind was lost in It, my sweet Jesus, visiting my little soul, told me: “Blessed daughter, My Will encloses everything. Rather, for each creature It holds his Written Page of how his story should develop and form his life. And this page was written ‘ab eterno’; it was written in the Light of Our Will, such that the life of each creature in time had its beginning, but in Our Supreme Being it had no beginning. And he was Loved by Us with Love without beginning and without end. Now, the whole of Creation did not yet exist and We Loved him, because he was already within Us; We held the Great Birth of all creatures enclosed within the Sanctuary of Our Divinity. In each one of them We looked at Our little Written Page, his circumstances, his tiny little story, and according to this, what more or less was written, what must be fulfilled and glorified Our Most Holy Will, so We Loved him more Intensely.

“You did not exist yet, but Our Will enclosed you, and Loving you We gave you the place, the rest on Our Paternal knees. We gave you various Lessons on Our Fiat, and O! how much pleasure We took in seeing you listen and write in your soul, as though copying, what was written in Our Eternal Page, because you must know that what We want the creature to do in Our Will, is first done by Us, formed by Us in Our own Volition, and then overflowing from Us, It wants to do it and form it in the creature, making Its Field of Divine Action with him. So much is Our Love, that We want nothing other than that she do what We have done, giving her the model of Our Act, so that she can copy it. And how much help, assistance, do We not give while she makes the copy, giving her Our own Will as her act, as prime material, so that the copy comes out according to Our Design.

“Now, every act of one who does his will does nothing other than ruin Our Design, forming some erasures on Our Written Page. Every Written Word of Ours contained a special and Eternal Love. It contained the development of his life according to Our Likeness, in which he would enclose his story of love and of fulfillment of His Divine Will toward his Creator. The human volition does nothing other than counterfeit this Page, throwing Our Likeness into confusion, and instead of forming the copy of Our Page, written with so much Love for him, he has formed his page written with notes of sorrow, of confusion, and with a story so vile and base, that the centuries won’t make a memory of it, and the Eternal One will not find in him the echo of the story written on His Page, in which His Divine Story must be praised by the creature. …”