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was confounded in contemplating a Mystery so great, a Love so
            reciprocal, so equal, so strong among Themselves and toward

            men; and then, the ingratitude of men, and especially my own.
            I would have remained there, not for one hour, but for the whole
            day; but an interior voice told me: “Enough come and see other
            greater excesses of My Love.”


            Then, my mind brought itself into the Maternal Womb, and

            remained stupefied in considering a God so Great in Heaven,
            now so annihilated, restricted, constrained, as to be unable to
            move, and almost even to breathe. The interior voice told me:
            “Do you see how much I have Loved you? O please! make

            Me a little space in your heart; remove everything which
            is not Mine, so you will give Me more freedom to move
            and to breathe.” My Heart was consumed; I asked for His

            forgiveness, I promised to be completely His own, I poured
            myself out in crying; but I say this to my bewilderment I
            would go back to my usual defects. O! Jesus, how good You
            have been with this miserable creature!


            In this way I would spend the second hour of the day, and
            then, so forth with the rest I would be annoying if I told

            them all. And I would do this sometimes kneeling, and when
            I was impeded by my family, also while working. In fact, the
            interior voice gave me no respite and no peace if I did not do
            what it wanted; therefore, work was not an impediment for

            me to doing what I had to do. In this way I spent the days
            of the Novena, and when the Eve came, I felt more than ever

            ignited with unusual fervour. I was alone in the room, and
            here comes Little Baby Jesus in front of me all beautiful,
            yes, but shivering, in the act of wanting to hug me. I stood
            up and ran to hug Him, but in the act of squeezing Him He

            disappeared from me and this occurred as many as three
            times. I remained so moved and ignited that I cannot explain
            it. But then, after some time, I did not take it much into

            account. I did not tell anyone, and from time to time I would
            fall into my usual defects. However, the interior voice never
            left me again; in everything it reprimanded me, it corrected


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