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Oh! how well I comprehended the grave offense that is given to God, and
the evils that pour upon the creature. I had such horror and fear of doing
my will and rightly did I fear, because Adam too was created innocent by
God, and yet, by doing his own will, into how many evils did he not plunge
himself and all generations?
Therefore, I, your Mama, taken by terror, and even more, by love toward
my Creator, swore never to do my will. And to be more sure and to better
attest my sacrifice to the One who had given Me so many seas of graces
and privileges, I took this human will of mine and I bound it to the foot of
the Divine Throne, in continuous homage of love and sacrifice, promising
never to use my will, not even for one instant of my life, but always that of
God.
My child, to you, perhaps, my sacrifice of living without my will may not
seem great; but I tell you that there is no sacrifice similar to mine even
more, all other sacrifices in the whole history of the world can be called
shadows in comparison with mine. To sacrifice oneself for one day now
yes, now no is easy; but to sacrifice oneself in each instant, in each act, in
the very good that one wants to do, for one’s entire life, without ever giving
life to one’s own will, is the sacrifice of sacrifices; it is the greatest
attestation that can be offered, and the purest love, filtered through the
Divine Will Itself, that can be offered to our Creator. This sacrifice is so
great, that God cannot ask anything more of the creature, nor can she find
how to sacrifice more for her Creator. Now, my most dear child, as soon as
I gave the gift of my will to my Creator, I felt triumphant in the test asked of
Me, and God felt triumphant in my human will. God was waiting for my
proof that is, a soul who would live without will in order to adjust the
balance with mankind, and to assume the attitude of clemency and mercy.
Therefore, I will wait for you again to narrate to you the story of what the
Divine Will did after the triumph of the test.
And now, a little word to you, my child: if you knew how I yearn to see you
living without your will…. You know that I am your Mother, and a Mama
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