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moans and sighs, He wailed, cried and called to everyone, saying in His
loving moans: “Come all of you, children of mine; for love of you I am
born to sorrow and to tears. Come all of you, to know the excess of my
love. Give Me shelter in your hearts.” And there was a coming and
going of shepherds, who came to visit Him, and to all He gave His
sweet gaze and His smile of love, amid His very tears.
Now, my child, a little word to you: you must know that all my joy was to
hold my dear Son Jesus on my lap, but the Divine Will made Me
understand that I should place Him in the manger, at everyone’s
disposal, so that whoever wanted to, could caress Him, kiss Him, and
take Him in his arms, as if He were his own. He was the little King of all,
therefore they had the right to make of Him a sweet pledge of love. And
I, in order to fulfil the Supreme Volition, deprived Myself of my innocent
joys, beginning, with works and sacrifices, the office of Mother, of giving
Jesus to all.
My child, the Divine Will is demanding and wants everything, even the
sacrifice of the holiest things; and according to the circumstances, the
great sacrifice of depriving oneself of Jesus Himself; but this, in order to
extend Its Kingdom even more, and to multiply the life of Jesus Himself.
In fact, when the creature, out of love for Him, deprives herself of Him,
her heroism and sacrifice is so great, as to have the virtue of producing
a new life of Jesus, to be able to form another dwelling for Jesus.
Therefore, dear child, be attentive and, under any pretext, never deny
anything to the Divine Will.
The Soul: Holy Mama, your beautiful lessons confound me; but if You
want me to put them into practice, do not leave me alone, so that, when
You see me succumb under the enormous weight of the divine
privations, You may press me to your maternal Heart; and I will feel the
strength never to deny anything to the Divine Will.
Little Sacrifice: Today, to honour Me, you will come as many as three
times to visit little Baby Jesus, and to kiss His tiny little hands; and you
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