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profoundly, and prayed for a long time. Our prayer was so fervent and

            recollected as to open the Heavens, draw and bind the Celestial Father,
            and therefore hasten the reconciliation between Him and men.


            Now, my child, I want to confide to you a pain that tortures Me.

            Unfortunately, there are many who go to church to pray, but the prayer

            that they direct to God remains on their lips, because their hearts and
            minds flee far away from Him. How many go to church out of pure habit,

            or to spend time uselessly. They close Heaven, instead of opening It.

            And how numerous are the irreverences committed in the house of
            God! How many scourges would be spared in the world, and how many

            chastisements would convert into graces, if all souls strived to imitate
            our example.


            Only the prayer that springs from a soul in whom the Divine Will reigns,

            acts in an irresistible way over the Heart of God. It is so powerful as to

            conquer Him, and to obtain the greatest graces from Him. Therefore,
            take care to live in the Divine Will, and your Mama, who loves you, will

            give to your prayer the rights of Her powerful intercession.


            After we had fulfilled our duty in the Temple and celebrated the
            Passover, we prepared to return to Nazareth. In the confusion of the

            crowd, we were separated; I remained with the women, and Joseph

            joined the men. I looked around to see whether my dear Jesus had
            come with Me, but not seeing Him, I thought He had remained with his

            father Joseph. But what was not the surprise and the consternation I felt

            when, as we arrived at the place at which we were to reunite, I did not
            see Him at his side. Unaware of what had happened, we felt such fright

            and such pain that we both remained mute. Overcome with sorrow, we

            went back hurriedly, anxiously asking those whom we met: “O please!
            tell us if you have seen Jesus, our Son, for we cannot live without Him.”

            And, crying, we would describe His features: “He is all lovable; His

            beautiful azure eyes sparkle with light and speak to the heart; His gaze
            strikes, enraptures, enchains; His forehead is majestic; His face is

            beautiful, of an enchanting beauty; His most sweet voice descends

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