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deep into the heart and sweetens all bitternesses; His hair, curly and

like finest gold, renders Him striking and charming. All is majesty,
dignity, sanctity in Him. He is the most beautiful among the sons of

men.”

But in spite of all our searching, nobody was able to tell us anything.

The sorrow I felt became so sharp as to make Me cry bitterly, and to
open, at each instant, deep gashes in my soul, which caused Me true

spasms of death.

Dear child, if Jesus was my Son, He was also my God; therefore my
sorrow was all in the divine order that is, so powerful and immense as

to surpass all other possible torments together. If the Fiat which I

possessed had not sustained Me continuously with Its divine strength, I
would have died of dismay.

Seeing that no one was able to give us news, I anxiously questioned

the Angels who surrounded Me: “But, tell Me, where is my beloved
Jesus? Where should I direct my steps in order to find Him? Ah! Tell

Him I can endure no more; bring Him to Me into my arms, upon your

wings. O please! my Angels, have pity on my tears, help Me bring Me
Jesus.”

In the meantime, as every search had turned out in vain, we returned to

Jerusalem. After three days of most bitter sighs, of tears, of anxieties

and fears, we entered the Temple. I was all eyes and looked
everywhere, when, finally, as though overcome with jubilation, I saw my

Son in the midst of the doctors of the law. He was speaking with such

wisdom and majesty as to make those who were listening remain
enraptured and amazed. Upon merely seeing Him, I felt life come back

to Me, and immediately I comprehended the secret reason of His being

lost.

And now, a little word to you, dearest child. In this mystery, my Son

wanted to give to Me and to you, a sublime teaching. Could you

perhaps assume that He was ignoring what I was suffering? On the

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