Divine Will for every day of the year - January 9, 1920 Volume 12

I was praying, and with my thought I was fusing myself in the Eternal Volition; and bringing myself before the Supreme Majesty, I said: “Eternal Majesty, I come to Your feet in the name of the whole human family, from the first to the last man of the future generations, to adore You profoundly. At your Most Holy feet I want to seal the adorations of all; I come to recognize You in the name of all as Creator and absolute ruler of all. I come to love You for all and for each one; I come to return love to You for all, because of each created thing, in which You placed so much love that the creature will never find enough love to repay You in love. But in Your Will I find this love, and wanting that my love, as well as the other acts, be complete, full and for all, I have come into Your Will where everything is immense and eternal, and where I can find love to be able to love You for all. So, I love You for each star You have created; I love You for all the drops of light and for all the intensity of heat which You have placed in the Sun...” But who can tell all that my poor mind was saying? I would be too long; therefore I stop here.

Now, while I was doing this, a thought told me: “How is it, and in what way did Our Lord place rivers of love for the creature in each created thing?” And a light answered my thought: "Indeed, My daughter, My Love poured out in torrents toward the creature in each created thing. I told you elsewhere and I confirm to you now that, as My uncreated Love created the Sun, It placed oceans of Love in it. In each drop of light which was to inundate the eye, the step, the hand, and everything of the creature, My Love ran toward her; and almost pounding sweetly on her eye, hand, step and mouth, It gives her my eternal kiss and It holds out My Love to her.

“Together with light, runs the heat, and pounding on her again, a little more strongly, almost impatient for the love of the creature, to the extent of pelting her, I repeat to her more intensely My eternal ‘I love you.’ And if the Sun fecundates the plants with Its light and heat, it is My Love that runs to nourish man; and if I extended the heavens above man’s head, studding it with stars, it is My Love that, wanting to delight the eyes of man, also at night, repeats to him My ‘I love you’ in every sparkling of star... So, each created thing holds out My Love to man; and if it were not so, Creation would have no purpose; and I do nothing without purpose. Everything has been made for man; but man does not recognize it, and he has turned into sorrow for Me.

“Therefore, My daughter, if you want to soothe My sorrow, come often into My Will and give Me, in the name of all, adoration, love, gratitude and thanksgiving for everything."

Divine Will for every day of the year - January 8, 1919 Volume 12

Jesus disappeared, and I remained with a nail inside my heart because of what He had told me, and almost restless, thinking about the pains of my sweet Jesus and the destiny of the poor creatures. Then Jesus came back, and surrounding my neck with His arm, added: "My beloved, courage. Enter into Me, come and swim in the immense sea of My Volition, of My Love. Hide yourself inside the uncreated Will and Love of your Creator. My Volition has the power to render infinite all that enters into My Will, and to raise and transform the acts of the creatures into eternal acts. In fact, all that enters into My Will acquires Eternity, Infinity, Immensity, losing all that has a beginning, that which is finite, little. All that My Will is, so It renders their acts. Therefore, say - shout loudly in My Will: ‘I Love You.’ I will hear the note of My Eternal Love; I will feel the created love hidden inside the uncreated Love, and I will feel Myself being loved by the creature with an eternal, infinite, immense Love - a Love worthy of Me, which stands in for Me, and which can compensate Me for the love of all."

I remained surprised and enchanted, and I said: “Jesus, what are You saying?” And He: "My dear, do not be surprised. Everything is eternal in Me - nothing has a beginning, nor will it have an end. You yourself and all creatures were eternal in My Mind. The Love with which I formed Creation, which was unleashed from Me and which endowed every heart, was eternal. What is the wonder, then, if the creature, leaving her own will, enters into Mine, and uniting herself to the Love which longed for her and loved her from Eternity, and binding herself with that Eternal Love from which she came, performs her acts, loves Me, and acquires eternal, infinite, immense value and power? Oh, how little it is known about My Will! This is why It is not loved nor appreciated; and because of this, the creature is content with remaining down below, operating as if she did not have an eternal origin, but a temporary one."

Divine Will for every day of the year - January 7, 1927

Then, I was following the acts of the Divine Will, accompanying them with my “I love You;” and I could comprehend the great difference in greatness and magnitude of the works of the Divine Fiat and of my little “I love You.” Oh! how little I felt, and truly just newly born before that Fiat that can do everything and embraces everything.

And my lovable Jesus, clasping me in His arms, told me: “My daughter, one who lives in My Divine Will is My rich bank upon earth; and as you say your ‘I love You,’ I invest it with My own, and from little it becomes great, it diffuses in the infinite, in such a way that the riches of My Love become immeasurable, and I deposit them in the bank of your soul. And as you continue your acts, I invest them with Mine, and I deposit them in your bank so as to have My Divine bank upon earth. Therefore, your little acts done in My Divine Volition serve Me in order to give Me something to do, to make Our Divine Qualities, that are infinite, flow in your little acts, that are finite, mix them together and make of them as many acts of Ours, depositing them in the bank of your soul, so that Our bank may find in you its Heaven.

“Don’t you know that one who must live in Our Divine Fiat must be a nimbus of Heaven? Such that, as it lowers itself upon earth—but so much as to eliminate any distance—at that point of the earth where there is the fortunate creature, one must see Heaven, not earth. Nor would My Divine Will be without Its Heaven; It Itself would form It for Itself, and the drapes of Heaven would lower themselves to pay homage to that Fiat from which they recognize their existence. Therefore, all the Blessed remain stupefied in seeing a nimbus of Heaven upon earth; but their stupefaction ceases immediately, when they see that that Divine Will that forms their Heaven and all their happiness is present as reigning in that creature, precisely at that point where they see that the drapes of Heaven, lowering themselves, surround that creature to sing the praises of My Supreme Fiat.

“Therefore, be attentive, My daughter, and if I tell you this, it is to let you know the great gift of making My Will known to you, and how It wants to form Its Kingdom in you, so that you may thank Me and be grateful.”

Divine Will for every day of the year - January 6, 1927

Then, after this, I was thinking about the Holy Magi, when they visited the little baby Jesus in the grotto of Bethlehem; and my always lovable Jesus told me: “My daughter, see the order of My Divine Providence: for the great portent of My Incarnation, I chose and used a Virgin, humble and poor; and the Virgin Saint Joseph as My custodian, who acted as a father to Me, and who was so poor that he needed to work in order to sustain our lives. See how in the greatest works – and the mystery of the Incarnation could not be greater – We use people whose outward appearance attracts no attention from anyone, because dignities, scepters, riches, are always fumes which blind the soul, and prevent her from penetrating into the celestial mysteries in order to receive a great act of God — and God Himself. But in order to manifest to the peoples the coming of Myself, Word of the Father, upon earth, I wanted and used royal authorities, learned and erudite men, so that, by their authority, they might diffuse the knowledges of the Incarnate God and, eventually, also impose themselves to the peoples. In spite of this, the star was seen by everyone, yet only three of them move, pay attention and follow it. This says that, among all, these alone possessed a certain dominion over themselves, which formed a little empty space in their interior. So, beyond the appearance of the star, they felt My call which echoed within their interior; and heedless of sacrifices, of gossip, of mockeries – because their were leaving for an unknown place and they had to hear much of it – disregarding everything and dominating themselves, they followed the star united to my call, which resounded in their interior as more than a speaking star. It enlightened them, it attracted them, and said many things about the One whom they were to visit; and, drunk with joy, they followed the star.

“See then, how in order to give the great gift of the Incarnation, it took a Virgin who had no human will, who was more of Heaven than of earth, and who was disposed to this great portent by a continuous miracle. So, We had no need of external things and of human appearances, which might draw the attention of the peoples. However, in spite of this, also to manifest Myself, I wanted men who had dominion over themselves, and who would make a little space within their interior, to let the echo of My call resound in it. But was not their surprise in seeing the star stop, not over a royal palace, but over a vile hovel? They did not know what to think, and convinced themselves that there was a mystery – not human, but Divine. When they animated themselves with faith, entered the grotto and, kneeling, adored Me, as they bent their knees, I revealed Myself, and I let My Divinity shine forth from My little Humanity, and they recognized Me as the King of kings – the One who had come to save them. Immediately, they offered themselves to serve Me and to lay down their lives for love of Me; but My Will made Itself known, and sent them again into their region, to let them be the messengers of My coming upon earth in the midst of those peoples. See then, how necessary dominion of oneself and emptiness of heart are, to let My call resound, and to be fitting for knowing the truth and for manifesting it to others.”

Divine Will for every day of the year - January 5, 1907 Volume 7

Having read about a soul who had scruples about everything, and who feared that everything might be sin, I was thinking to myself: “And I? How lax I am! I too would like to think that everything may be sin so as to be more attentive not to offend the Lord.” Then, when blessed Jesus came, He told me: "My daughter, this is nonsense, and the soul remains stuck on the path of sanctity, while true and solid sanctity consists of receiving anything which may happen to her or which she may be doing, be it even the most indifferent thing, as a specialty of Divine Love, just as it would be if she found a food enjoyable or disgusting. A specialty of Love in the enjoyment, thinking that it is Jesus that produces that enjoyment in the food, and that He loves her to the point of giving her pleasure even in material things. A specialty of Love in the disgust, thinking that He loves her so much as to produce that disgust for her in order to make her similar to Himself in mortification, giving her, Himself, a little coin that she can offer to Him. A specialty of Divine Love if she is humiliated, if she is exalted, if she is healthy, if she is infirm, if she is poor or rich. A specialty of Love her breathing, her sight, her speech – everything, everything; and just as she must receive everything - everything as a specialty of Divine Love, she must give everything back to God as a special love of hers. So, she must receive the wave of the Love of God, and must give to God the wave of her love. Oh, what a sanctifying bath is this wave of Love! It purifies her, it sanctifies her, it makes her advance without her realizing it; it is a life more of Heaven than of earth. This is what I want from you. Sin, and the thought of sin, must not exist in you."

Divine Will for every day of the year - January 4, 1925 Volume 17

Having completed my whole day, I was thinking to myself: “What else is left for me to do?” And in my interior, I heard: "You have to do the most important thing – your last act of fusing yourself in the Divine Will."

So, according to my usual way, I started to fuse all my poor being in the Supreme Will; and as I was doing so, it seemed to me that the Heavens were opening, and I went to meet the whole Celestial Court, and all of Heaven came toward me. And my sweet Jesus told me: "My daughter, fusing yourself in My Will is the most solemn act, the greatest one, the most important of all your life. To fuse yourself in My Will is to enter the sphere of Eternity, embrace It, kiss It, and receive the deposit of the goods which the Eternal Will contains. Even more, as the soul fuses herself in the Supreme Volition, all go to meet her, in order to communicate to her all the goods and the glory they have. The Angels, the Saints, the very Divinity — they all communicate, knowing that they communicate in that same Will in Which everything is safe. Even more, in receiving these goods, the soul multiplies them through her acts in the Divine Will, and gives back double glory and honor to the whole of Heaven. Therefore, by fusing yourself in My Will, you put Heaven and earth in motion. It is a new feast for the whole Heaven.

“And since to fuse oneself in My Will is to love and to give, for each one and for all, without excluding anyone — in My Goodness, so as not to be won over in love by the creature, I place in her – in My Will – the goods of all, and all the possible goods I contain within Me. Nor can there be a lack of space in which to place all the goods, because My Will is immense, and is capable of receiving everything. If you knew what you do and what happens when you fuse yourself in My Will, you would eagerly yearn to do it continuously.”

Afterwards, I was thinking about whether I had to write what is written above, or not. I didn’t see it as necessary, or as an important thing; more so, since obedience had given me no order to do it. And my sweet Jesus, moving in my interior, told me: "My daughter, how can it not be important to make it known that fusing oneself in My Will is to live in It? The soul who fuses herself in My Will receives, as though in deposit, all My Divine and eternal goods. The very Saints compete with each other in order to deposit their merits in the soul fused in My Will, because they feel in her the Glory, the Power of My Will, and feel glorified in a Divine manner by the littleness of the creature.

“Listen, My daughter: to live in My Will surpasses even martyrdom in merit. Martyrdom kills the body, but living in My Will implies that the creature kills her own will with a Divine hand, and It gives her the nobility of a Divine martyrdom. And every time the soul decides to live in My Will, My Volition prepares the blow in order to kill the human will, and forms the noble martyrdom of the soul. But in order to reach this happy state, the human will and the Divine Will must be tied together: one has to give the place to the Other, and the human will must be content with remaining extinguished under the power of the Divine Will. Therefore, every time you dispose yourself to live in My Volition, you dispose yourself to undergo the martyrdom of your will.

“Do you see, then, what it means to fuse oneself in My Will? It is to be the continuous martyr of My Supreme Will. And you think it’s trivial, or not important?"

Divine Will for every day of the year - January 3, 1907 Volume 7

Continuing in my usual state, I saw blessed Jesus for just a little, and He told me: "My daughter, if one fears much, it is a sign that she relies much on herself, because in noticing nothing but weaknesses and miseries within herself, she naturally and justly fears. On the other hand, if one fears nothing, it is a sign that she relies on God, because by relying on God, her miseries and weaknesses are dissolved in God, and as she feels invested by the Divine Being, it is no longer she who operates, but God within her. So, what can she fear? Therefore, true trust reproduces Divine Life in the soul."

Divine Will for every day of the year - January 2, 1938 Volume 35

[Jesus speaking]

“You must know that before she enters to Live in Our Will, We purify everything—We cover and hide everything inside Our Love, so that we won’t see anything but Love in this creature. Once Our Love has hidden everything—even the miseries—she takes her place inside Our Will; further, every time she performs her acts, she is purified first, and then Our Will Invests her, making of her whatever It wants.

“My daughter, in My Will there are neither judgments nor judges; so Great and so much is the Sanctity, the Order, the Purity and the utility of Our Ways, that all have to lower their foreheads and adore whatever We do. Therefore, do not lose Peace—don’t think about the miseries and the circumstances. Leave them at the Mercy of My Will, so that It may make of them Its Portents of Love.”

Divine Will for every day of the year --January 1, 1937 Volume 34

[Jesus speaking]

“Now, My Mama wanted to make me smile at My Birth, and to prepare the feast for Her Baby Son. She knew that I cannot smile if I am not Loved, nor take part in any feast if Love does not flow there. Therefore, Loving Me as True Mother, and possessing Seas of Love in virtue of My Fiat, and being Queen of all Creation, She envelops the sky with Her Love and She seals every star with ‘I Love You, O Son, for Me and for all.’ She envelops the sun in Her Sea of Love and imprints on every drop of light Her ‘I Love You, O Son,’ and She calls the sun to invest Her Creator with its light, and warming Him He would feel in every drop of light the ‘I Love You’ of His Mama. She invests the wind with Her Love and in every breeze She seals the ‘I Love You, O Son,’ and then She calls it so that with its puffs She caresses Him, and He would hear in every puff of wind: ‘I Love You, I Love, O, My Son.’

“She envelops all the air in Her Seas of Love, so that breathing, the breath of Love of My Mother would be felt. She covered all the evils with Her Seas of Love, every darting of the fish, and the sea murmured ‘I Love you O My Son,’ and the fishes darted, ‘I Love You, I Love You.’ There was nothing She did not invest with Her Love. And with Her Empire of Queen She commanded that everyone would receive Her Love, in order to re-give to Her Jesus the Love of His Mama. Therefore every bird, some trilled love, some chirped, some warbled love. Even every atom of earth was invested by Her Love. The breath of the beasts came to Me with the ‘I Love You’ of My Mother. The hay was invested by Her Love. Therefore there was nothing that I could see or touch, that I did not feel the Sweetness of Her Love.

“With this She prepared for Me the Most Beautiful Feast at My Birth, Feast all of Love. It was the reciprocation of My Great Love that made Me find My sweet Mother, and it was Her Love that quieted My crying. It warmed Me while I was frozen by the cold in the manger, more so because I found in Her Love the Love of all creatures, and for each one She kissed Me, She clasped Me to Her Heart, and She Loved Me with the Love of Mother for all Her children. And I, feeling in each one Her Maternal Love, felt Myself Love them as Her children and as My dear brothers.

“My daughter, what can Love, animated by an Omnipotent Fiat, not do? It acts as magnet and draws Us in an irresistible way, It removes every dissimilarity, with Its Heat It Transforms and Confirms she whom He Loves. Then It embellishes in an incredible way, that the Heavens and earth feel themselves enraptured to Loving her. Not to Love a creature who Loves Us is impossible for Us. All Our Divine Power and Strength are rendered impotent and weak before the conquering strength of one who Loves Us.

“Therefore, you also give Me the Feast that My Mother gave Me in being Born. Envelop the Heavens and earth with your ‘I Love You, O Jesus.’ Do not let anything escape in which your Love does not run. Make Me smile, because I was not Born one single time, but I am always Reborn, and many times My Births are without smile and without feast, and only My tears, sobs, whimpers, and a cold that makes Me tremble and numbs all My members, remains for Me. Therefore clasp Me to your heart in order to warm Me with your Love, and with the Light of My Will you will form the clothes in order to dress Me, in this way you also will make the Feast for Me, and I will make it for you by giving you New Love and New Knowledge about My Will.”

From the Calendar--December 31, 1902 Volume 4

Continuing to be with a fear that I might oppose the Will of my adorable Jesus, I was feeling all oppressed and distressed, and I prayed Him to free me, saying: “Lord, have pity on me; don’t You see the danger I am in? How is it possible that I, most wretched little worm, dare so much as to feel myself opposed to Your Holy Will? And besides, what good can I possibly find, and into what abyss will I plunge myself if I am separated from Your Will?" While I was saying this, blessed Jesus moved in my interior, and through a light that He sent me, He seemed to say to me: "You never understand anything – this state is state of victim. When they offered you as victim for Corato, you accepted. Now, what is the evil present in Corato? Is there perhaps not rebellion of the creature against the Creator, between priests and secular, and among parties? Now, your unwanted state of rebellion, your fear, your pains, are an expiatory state, and this state of expiation I Myself suffered in Gethsemani, as I reached the point of saying: ‘If it is possible, let this chalice pass from Me; yet, not My Will but Yours be done’ — while I had so much yearned for it during the whole course of My life, to the point of feeling consumed."

On hearing this, it seemed I regained tranquillity and strength, and I prayed Him to pour His bitternesses into me. I drew close to His mouth, but as much as I sucked up, nothing would come out; only a most bitter breath that embittered my whole interior. So, seeing that He was not pouring anything, I said: “Lord, You don’t love me any more; bitternesses You do not want to pour – pour Your sweetnesses at least.” And He: "Quite the opposite, I love you more; and if you were able to enter into My interior, you would see with clarity, in all of My parts, distinct Love toward you. Sometimes I love you so much that I reach the point of loving you as much as I love Myself, although some other times I cannot look at you and you are nauseating to Me." What a thunderbolt these last words were for my poor heart! To think that I was not always loved by my loving Jesus, and that I reached the point of being an abominable soul... Had He not Himself run to explain to me the meaning of this, I could not have survived. So He added: "Poor daughter, is this very hard for you? You have encountered My same lot. I was always Who I was, one with the Sacrosanct Trinity, and We loved One Another with eternal, indissoluble love. Yet, as victim, covered with all the iniquities of men, My exterior was abominable before the Divinity, so much so, that Divine Justice spared no part of Me, rendering Itself inexorable to the point of abandoning Me. You are always who you are with Me, but since you occupy the state of victim, your exterior appears before Divine Justice as covered with the sins of others. This is why I spoke those words to you. You, however, calm yourself, because I love you always." Having said this, He disappeared. It seems that this time blessed Jesus wants to make me upset, though He immediately gives me peace. May He be always blessed and thanked.

From the Calendar--December 30, 1916 Volume 11

Continuing in my usual state, I was thinking about the pains of my lovable Jesus, offering my interior martyrdom united to the pains of Jesus; and Jesus told me: "My daughter, My executioners were able to lacerate My Body, insult Me, trample upon Me..., but they could touch neither My Will nor My Love; these I wanted free, so that, like two currents they might run and run, without anyone being able to hinder them, pouring Myself out for the good of all, and also of My very enemies. Oh, how My Will and My Love triumphed in the midst of My enemies! They would strike Me with scourges, and I would strike their hearts with My Love; and with My Will I would chain them. They would prick My Head with thorns, and My Love would turn on the light in their minds to make Me known. They would open wounds on Me, and My Love would heal the wounds of their souls. They gave Me death, and My Love gave life back to them; so much so, that as I breathed My last on the Cross, the flames of My Love, touching their hearts, forced them to prostrate themselves before Me and to confess Me as true God. Never was I so glorious and triumphant as I was in My Pains during the course of My mortal life down here.

“Now, My daughter, in My likeness, I made the soul free in her will and in her love. So, others might take possession of the external works of the creature, but no one – no one can do so with her interior, with her will and her love. I Myself wanted her to be free in this, so that, freely, not being forced, this will and this love might run toward Me; and immersing herself in Me, she might offer Me the noblest and purest acts which a creature can give Me; and since I am free, and so is she, we might pour ourselves into each other and run — run toward Heaven to love and glorify the Father, and to dwell together with the Sacrosanct Trinity; run toward the earth to do good to all; run into the hearts of all to strike them with Our Love, to chain them with Our Will, and make of them conquests. Greater dowry I could not give to the creature. But where can the creature make greater display of this free will and of this love? In suffering. In it love grows, the will is magnified, and, as queen, the creature rules over herself, she binds My Heart, and her pains surround Me like a crown, they move Me to pity, and I let Myself be dominated. I cannot resist the pains of a loving soul, and I keep her at My side like a queen. In the pains, the dominion of this creature is so great, that they make her acquire noble, dignified, ingratiating, heroic, disinterested manners, similar to My manners; and the other creatures compete to let themselves be dominated by this soul. And the more the soul operates with Me, is united with Me, identifies herself with Me, the more I feel absorbed in the soul. So, as she thinks, I feel My Thought being absorbed in her mind; as she looks, as she speaks, as she breathes, I feel My Gaze, My Voice, My Breath, My Action, Step and Heartbeat being absorbed in hers. She absorbs all of Me, and while she absorbs Me, she keeps acquiring My Manners, My Likeness; I keep gazing at Myself in her continuously, and I find Myself."

From the Calendar--December 29, 1904 Volume 6

As I was in my usual state, I was thinking about the most humiliating steps that Our Lord suffered, and I would feel horror within myself; but then I would say to myself: “Lord, forgive those who renew for You these sorrowful steps, because too great is the weakness that man contains.” At that moment blessed Jesus came for just a little and told me: “My daughter, that which is said to be human weakness, most of the time is lack of vigilance and of attention from one who is leader – that is, from parents and superiors. In fact, when a creature is watched over and checked, and is not given the freedom she wants, not receiving its nourishment, the weakness is destroyed by itself, while yielding to one’s weakness is nourishment to becoming worse in that weakness.” Then He added: “Ah, My daughter, just as the soul becomes impregnated with virtue like a dry sponge becomes soaked with water – that is, with light, with beauty, with grace, with love - in the same way, sin and the weaknesses that one yields to, impregnate the soul just like a sponge becomes soaked with mud – that is, with darkness, with ugliness, and even with hatred against God.”

From the Calendar--December 28, 1937 Volume 35

I kept thinking about the Divine Will. How many touching scenes before my mind...! A Jesus who cries, who prays, who suffers, because He wants to be Life of every creature, and a crowd of crippled children—some blind, some mute, some lame, some others paralyzed, and others covered with sores so as to move to pity.

And my sweet Jesus, with a Love that only He can have, runs now to one, now to another, holding them close, pressing them to His Heart, touching them with His Creative Hands to heal them, telling them, slowly and quietly—to their hearts: “My child, I Love you. Receive My Love and give Me yours, and I will heal you—through Love.” My Jesus, my dear Life, how much You Love us! …

From the Calendar--December 27, 1908 Volume 8

I was meditating on when the Queen Mama would give Her milk to Baby Jesus. I was saying to myself: “What must have passed between the Most Holy Mama and little Jesus in this act?” At that moment, I felt Him move in my interior, and I heard Him say to me: "My daughter, when I suckled milk from the breast of My most sweet Mother, together with milk I suckled the love of Her Heart – and it was more love than milk that I suckled. While suckling, I would hear Her say to Me: ‘I love You, I love You, O Son’; and I would repeat to Her: ‘I love You, I love You, O Mama.’ And I was not alone in this; at My ‘I love You’, the Father, the Holy Spirit and the whole of Creation — the Angels, the Saints, the stars, the Sun, the drops of water, the plants, the flowers, the grains of sand, all of the elements, would run after my ‘I love You,’ and repeat: ‘We love You, we love You, O Mother of our God, in the love of our Creator.’

“My Mother could see all this, and would remained inundated. She could find not even a tiny space in which She would not hear Me say that I loved Her. Her love would remain behind and almost alone, and She would repeat: ‘I love You, I love You...’ But She could never match Me, because the love of a creature has its limits, its time, while My Love is uncreated, unending, eternal. The same happens to any soul when she says to me, ‘I love You’; I too repeat to her, ‘I love you’, and with Me is the whole Creation, loving her in My Love. Oh, if creatures comprehended what good and honor they procure for themselves even by just saying to Me: ‘I love You!’ This alone would be enough – a God beside them who, honoring them, replies: ‘I love you too."

From the Calendar--December 26, 1919 Volume 12

I was thinking to myself: “How can it be that doing the Will of God surpasses even the Sacraments?” And Jesus, moving in my interior, told me: "My daughter, why are Sacraments called Sacraments? Because they are sacred — they have the value and the power to confer Grace and Sanctity. However, these Sacraments operate according to the dispositions of the creatures; so much so, that sometimes they remain even fruitless, unable to confer the Good which they contain. Now, My Will is Sacred and Holy, and It contains altogether the virtue of all the Sacraments. Not only this; It does not have to work to dispose the soul to receive the Goods which My Will contains. In fact, as soon as the soul has disposed herself to do My Will, she has already disposed herself by herself, and My Will, finding everything prepared and disposed, even at the cost of any sacrifice, communicates Itself to the soul without delay, pouring the goods It contains, and forming the heroes — the martyrs of the Divine Volition, the most unheard-of portents... And then, what do the Sacraments do if not unite the soul with God? And what is to do My Will? Isn’t it perhaps to unite the will of the creature with her Creator? It is to dissolve oneself in the Eternal Volition — the nothingness ascending to the All, and the All descending into the nothingness. It is the most noble, the purest, the most beautiful, the most heroic act that a creature can do.

“Ah, yes, I confirm it to you, I repeat it: My Will is Sacrament, and It surpasses all the Sacraments together — but in a more admirable way; without mediation from anyone; with nothing material. The Sacrament of My Will is formed between My Will and the will of the soul; the two wills are tied together and form the Sacrament. My Will is Life, and the soul is already disposed to receive Life; It is Holy, and she receives Sanctity; It is Strong, and she receives Fortitude; and so with all the rest.

“On the other hand, how much My other Sacraments have to work to dispose the souls — if they manage at all! And how many times these channels which I left to My Church remain beaten up, despised, oppressed! Some even use them to praise themselves, turning them against Me to offend Me. Ah, if you knew the enormous sacrileges committed in the Sacrament of Confession, and the horrendous abuses of the Sacrament of the Eucharist, you would cry with Me for the great pain! Ah! yes, only the Sacrament of My Will can sing glory and victory. It is full in Its effects, and untouchable by creature’s offense. In fact, in order to enter My Will, the creature must lay down her will, her passions; only then does My Will lower to her, investing her, identifying her with Itself, making portents out of her.

“Therefore, when I speak about My Will I become festive — I never stop; my joy is full, and no bitterness enters between Me and the soul. But for the other Sacraments, My Heart swims in the pain. Man has turned them into founts of bitterness, while I gave them as founts of graces."

The Birth of Jesus -- December 25, 1900 Volume 4

As I was in my usual state, I felt I was outside of myself; after wandering around, I found myself inside a cave, and I saw the Queen Mama in the act of giving birth to Little Baby Jesus. What a wonderful prodigy! It seemed that both Mother and Son were transmuted into most pure Light. But in that light one could see very well the human nature of Jesus containing the Divinity within Itself, and serving as a veil to cover the Divinity; in such a way that, in tearing the veil of human nature, He was God, while covered by that veil, He was Man. Here is the Prodigy of prodigies: God and Man, Man and God! Without leaving the Father and the Holy Spirit – because True Love never separates – He comes to dwell in our midst, taking on human flesh. Now, it seemed to me that Mother and Son, in that most happy instant, remained as though spiritualized, and without the slightest difficulty Jesus came out of the Maternal womb, while both of them overflowed with Excess of Love. In other words, those Most Pure Bodies were transformed into Light, and without the slightest impediment, Light Jesus came out of the Light of the Mother, while both One and the Other remained whole and intact, returning, then, to their natural state.

Who can tell the Beauty of the Little Baby who, at the moment of His birth, transfused, also externally, the rays of the Divinity? Who can tell the Beauty of the Mother, who remained all absorbed in those Divine rays? And Saint Joseph? It seemed to me that he was not present at the act of the birth, but remained in another corner of the cave, all engrossed in that profound Mystery. And if he did not see with the eyes of the body, he saw very well with the eyes of the soul, because he remained enraptured in sublime ecstasy.

Now, in the act in which the Little Baby came out to the light, I had wanted to fly and take Him in my arms, but the Angels prevented me, saying that the honor of holding Him first belonged to the Mother. Then, the Most Holy Virgin, as though stirred, returned into Herself and from the hands of an Angel received Her Son in Her arms. In Her ardor of Love, She squeezed Him so tightly that it seemed that She wanted to draw Him into Her womb again. Then, wanting to let Her ardent Love pour out, She placed Him at Her breast to suckle. In the meantime, I was completely annihilated, waiting to be called so as not to be scolded again by the Angels. Then the Queen said to me: “Come, come and take your Beloved, and you too, enjoy Him – pour out your love with Him.” As She was saying this, I drew near Mama, and She gave Him to me, into my arms. Who can say my contentment, the kisses, the squeezes, the tendernesses? After I poured myself out a little, I said to Him: “My beloved, You have suckled the milk of our Mama, share it with me.” And He, all condescending, poured part of that milk from His mouth into mine, and then He told me: “My beloved, I was conceived united to suffering, I was born to suffering, and I died in suffering. And with the three nails with which they crucified Me, I nailed the three powers – intellect, memory and will – of those souls who yearn to love Me, keeping them all drawn to Myself, because sin had rendered them infirm and dispersed from their Creator – without any restraint.” As He was saying this, He gazed at the world and began to cry over its miseries. On seeing Him cry, I said: “Lovable Baby, do not sadden with your tears a night so happy for one who loves you. Instead of pouring ourselves out in crying, let us pour ourselves out in singing,” and as I said this, I began to sing. Jesus was amused at hearing me sing, and He stopped crying; and completing my verse, He sang His own, with a voice so powerful and harmonious that all other voices disappeared at the sound of His most sweet voice....

From the Calendar--December 24, 1926 Volume 20

… After this, I continued my acts in the Eternal Volition, and sweet Jesus added: “My daughter, My Will is the soul, and all Creation is the body for It. And just as the soul is one in the body—one is its will—while the body has many different senses, and like many different keys, each one of them performs its own little sonata, and each member exercises its distinct office; however, there is such order and harmony among them, that when one member exercises its office, all the other members are all intent on the operating member; and they suffer together, if that member suffers, and they enjoy, if it enjoys, because one is the will that moves them, one is the strength that they possess; such is the whole Creation: It is like a body animated by My Will, and even though each created thing does its distinct office, they are so united among themselves as to be more than members to the body. Since it is My Will alone that animates them and dominates them, one is the strength that they possess.

“Now, one who does My Will and lives in It, is a member that belongs to the body of Creation, and therefore she possesses the universal strength of all created things, excluding not even that of her Creator, because My Will circulates in the veins of all Creation as more than blood within the body—a blood that is pure, holy, vivified with light, and that reaches the point of spiritualizing the body itself. The soul is all intent on all Creation, to do what It does, to be in communication with all of Its acts; and all Creation is intent on her, to receive her acts, because the office, the little sonata, of this member in the midst of It is so beautiful, that all are intent on listening to her. Therefore, the living in My Will is the most happy and indescribable destiny: her acts, her point of origin, are always toward Heaven; her life is in the midst of the spheres.”

Ninth Excess of Love -- Christmas Novena, December 24

NINTH EXCESS OF LOVE
“My daughter, My state is ever more painful. If you love Me, keep your gaze fixed on Me, to see if you can offer some relief to your Jesus; a little word of love, a caress, a kiss, will give respite to My crying and to My afflictions. Listen My daughter, after I gave eight Excesses of My Love, and man requited them so badly, My Love did not give up and wanted to add the ninth Excess to the eighth. And this was yearnings, sighs of fire, flames of desire, for I wanted to go out of the maternal womb to embrace man. This reduced My little Humanity, not yet born, to such an agony as to reach the point of breathing My last. But as I was about to breathe My last, My Divinity, which was inseparable from Me, gave Me sips of life, and so I regained life to continue My agony, and return again to the point of death. This was the ninth Excess of My Love: to agonize and to die of Love continuously for the creature. Oh! What a long agony of nine months! Oh! How Love suffocated Me and made Me die. Had I not had the Divinity with Me, which gave Me life again every time I was about to finish, love would have consumed Me before coming out to the light of day.”

Then He added: “Look at Me, listen to Me, how I agonize, how My Heart beats, pants, burns. Look at Me – now I die.” And He remained in deep silence. I felt like dying. My blood froze in my veins, and trembling, I said to Him: “My Love, my Life, do not die, do not leave me alone. You want love, and I will love You; I will not leave You ever again. Give me your flames to be able to love You more, and be consumed completely for You.”

From the Calendar--December 23, 1900 Volume 4

After going through long days of silence between blessed Jesus and me, I felt a void in my interior. This morning, on coming, He told me: "My beloved, what do you want to tell Me that you so much yearn to speak with Me?" And I, feeling all ashamed, said; “My sweet Jesus, I want to tell You that I ardently yearn for You and for Your Holy Volition, and if You concede this to me You will make me fully content and happy.” And He added: "In one word you have grasped everything by asking Me for what is greatest in Heaven and on earth; and I, in this Holy Volition, yearn and want to conform you more to It. And so that My Volition may be more sweet and enjoyable for you, place yourself in the circle of My Will, and admire Its different qualities, by pausing now in the sanctity of My Volition, now in the goodness, now in the humility, now in the beauty, and now in the peaceful dwelling that My Volition produces. In these pausings you will make, you will acquire ever more new and unheard-of news about My Holy Volition, and you will become so bound to and enamored of It, that you will never go out again. This will bring you a highest advantage, because being in My Will, you will have no need to fight against your passions and to be always at arms with them, for while they seem to be dying, they are born again more strong and alive. But rather, without fighting, without clamor, smoothly they die, because before the Sanctity of My Will, passions do not dare to come forward, and lose life by themselves. And if the soul feels the movement of her passions, it is a sign that she does not make a continuous dwelling in the boundaries of My Volition; she makes some exits, some little escapes into her own volition, and is forced to smell the stench of a corrupted nature. On the other hand, if you remain fixed in My Will, you will be completely trouble free, and your only occupation will be loving and being loved by Me in return."

Eighth Excess of Love -- Christmas Novena, December 23

EIGHTH EXCESS OF LOVE
“My daughter, do not leave Me alone; place your head upon the womb of My dear Mama, and even from the outside you will hear My moans and My supplications. In seeing that neither My moans nor My supplications move the creature to compassion for My Love, I assume the attitude of the poorest of beggars; and stretching out my little hand, I ask – for pity’s sake, and at least as alms – for their souls, for their affections and for their hearts. My love wanted to win over the heart of man at any cost; and in seeing that after seven Excesses of My Love, he was still reluctant, he played deaf, he did not care about Me and did not want to give himself to Me, My Love wanted to push itself further. It should have stopped; but no, it wanted to overflow even more from within its boundaries; and from the womb of My Mama, it made My voice reach every heart, with the most insinuating manners, with the most fervent prayers, with the most penetrating words. And do you know what I said to them? ‘My child, give Me your heart; I will give you everything you want, provided that you give Me your heart in exchange. I have descended from Heaven to make a prey of it. O please, do not deny it to Me! Do not delude My hopes!’ And in seeing him reluctant – even more, many turned their backs to Me – I passed on to moaning; I joined My little hands and, crying, with a voice suffocated by sobs, I added: ‘Ohh! Ohh! I am the little beggar; you don’t want to give Me your heart – not even as alms?

“Is this not a greater Excess of My Love; that the Creator, in order to approach the creature, takes the form of a little baby so as not to strike fear in him; that He asks for the heart of the creature, at least as alms, and in seeing that he does not want to give it, He supplicates, moans and cries?”

Then I heard Him say: “And you, don’t you want to give Me your heart? Or maybe you, too, want Me to moan, beg and cry in order to give Me your heart? Do you want to deny Me the alms I ask of you?” And as He was saying this I heard Him as though sobbing, and I: “My Jesus, do not cry, I give You my heart and all of myself.” Then, the interior voice continued: “Move further; pass on to the ninth Excess of My Love.”