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Now, dear child, you must know that the eighth day arrived after the
Celestial Baby had been born to the light of the day, and the Divine Fiat
sounded the hour of sorrow, commanding us to circumcise the
charming little Baby. It was a most painful cut which little Jesus was to
undergo. It was the law of those times that all the firstborn had to
undergo this painful cut. It can be called the law of sin, but my Son was
innocent and His law was the law of love; but in spite of this, because
He came to find, not the man-king, but the man degraded, in order to
make Himself his brother and to elevate him, He wanted to lower
Himself, and He submitted Himself to the law.
My child, Saint Joseph and I felt a shiver of pain, but intrepid and
without hesitating, we called the minister and we had Him circumcised
with a most painful cut. At the bitter pain, Baby Jesus cried and flung
Himself into my arms, asking for my help. Saint Joseph and I mixed our
tears with His; we gathered the first Blood shed by Jesus for love of
creatures, and we gave Him the name of Jesus powerful name, which
was to make Heaven and earth tremble, and even hell; a name which
was to be balm, defence, help for every heart.
Now, my child, this cut was the image of the cruel cut that man had
done to his soul by doing his own will; and my dear Son allowed Himself
to be given this cut in order to heal the harsh cut of the human wills,
and, with His Blood, to heal the wounds of the many sins which the
poison of the human will has produced in the creatures. So, each act of
human will is a cut that is given, and a wound that opens; and the
Celestial Baby, with His painful cut, prepared the remedy for all the
human wounds.
Now, my child, another surprise: a new star shines under the vault of
the heavens, and with its light, it goes in search of adorers, to lead them
to recognize and adore Baby Jesus. Three individuals, each distant
from the other, are struck by it, and invested by supreme light, they
follow the star, which leads them to the grotto of Bethlehem, to the feet
of Baby Jesus. What was not the astonishment of these Magi Kings, in
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