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Day Eleven


             The Queen of Heaven in the Kingdom of the Divine Will, in the first

             Years of Her Life down here, forms a Most Refulgent Daybreak, to
              make the longed for Day of Light and of Grace rise in the Hearts.


            The soul to the Little Baby Queen: Here I am again near your cradle,

            Celestial little Mama. My little heart feels charmed by your beauty and I
            am unable to detach my gaze from a beauty so rare. How sweet is your

            gaze; the motion of your little hands calls me to embrace You and to

            cling to press myself to your Heart, which is drowned with love. Holy
            little Mama, give me your flames, that they may burn away my human

            will, and so I can make You content, living of Divine Will together with

            You.

            Lesson of the Queen of Heaven:


            My child, if you knew how my maternal little Heart rejoices in seeing you

            near my cradle to listen to Me…. I feel Myself, with facts, Queen and

            Mother, because in having you near Me, I am not a sterile Mother or a
            Queen without a people, but I have my dear child who loves Me very

            much, and who wants Me to do for her the office of Mama and of

            Queen. Therefore, you are the bearer of joy to your Mama; more so,
            since you come onto my lap to be taught by Me how to live in the

            Kingdom of the Divine Will. To have a child who wants to live together

            with Me in this Kingdom so holy is the greatest glory, honour and feast
            for your Mama. Therefore, pay attention to Me, my dear child, and I will

            continue to narrate to you the wonders of my birth.


            My cradle was surrounded by Angels, who competed among
            themselves in singing lullabies to Me, as to their sovereign Queen. And

            since I was endowed with reason and with science, infused in Me by my

            Creator, I did my first duty to adore, with my intelligence, and also with
            my babbling little voice of a baby, the Most Holy Adorable Trinity. And

            the ardour of my love for a Majesty so holy was so great that, feeling

            Myself languishing, I was delirious for wanting to be in the arms of the

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