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Divinity, to receive Their embraces, and to give Them my own. And so
the Angels, for whom my desires were commands, picked Me up, and
carrying Me on their wings, brought Me into the loving arms of my
Celestial Father. Oh! with how much love They awaited Me. I was
coming from the exile, and the brief pauses of separation between Me
and Them were the cause of new fires of love; they were new gifts that
They prepared for Me, to give them to Me; and I would find new devices
to ask for pity and mercy for my children who, living in the exile, were
under the lash of Divine Justice. And dissolving Myself all in love, I said
to Them: “Adorable Trinity, I feel happy I feel Myself Queen, nor do I
know what unhappiness and slavery is. On the contrary, because of
your Will reigning in Me, the joys, the happinesses, are so great and so
many that, little as I am, I cannot embrace them all. But in so much
happiness, there is a vein of intense bitterness in my little Heart: I feel in
It my children unhappy, slave to their rebellious will. Have pity, Holy
Father have pity. O please! make my happiness whole make happy
these unhappy children, whom I carry, more than Mother, within my
maternal Heart. Let the Divine Word descend upon earth, and
everything will be granted. And I will not come down off of your paternal
knees if You do not give Me the deed of grace, that I may bring to my
children the good news of their Redemption.”
The Divinity was moved at my prayers, and filling Me with new gifts,
They said to Me: “Return to the exile and continue your prayers. Extend
the Kingdom of Our Will in all your acts, for at the appropriate time We
will make You content.” But They did not tell Me either when or where
He would descend.
So I would depart from Heaven only to do the Divine Will. This was the
most heroic sacrifice for Me, but I did it gladly, so that the Divine Will
alone might have full dominion over Me.
Now listen to Me, my child. How much did your soul cost Me, to the
point of embittering the immense sea of my joys and happinesses.
Every time you do your will, you render yourself a slave, and you feel
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