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would not ask me a single question; he would not try to know
what was happening to me in that state of doziness, and so

I myself did not know how to come out to talk about these
things. The concern he had was that I be resigned, conformed
to the Will of God, bearing the Cross that the Lord had given
me; so much so, that if sometimes he saw me a little bothered,

he would suffer great disappointment.

So it happened that I spent about another year with this
confessor, in the same state described above. And since the
confessor knew where that state of suffering was coming
from, he told me that when Jesus Christ wanted me to have

sufferings, I should go to him to ask for the obedience. I
remember that one morning, after Communion, the Lord told
me: “Daughter, the iniquities that are committed are so many

that the scale of My Justice is about to overflow. Now, know
that I will pour heavy scourges upon men, especially a most
fierce war in which I will make a slaughter of human flesh.

Ah! yes,” He continued, almost crying, “I gave bodies to
men that they might be as many sanctuaries where I would go
and delight in them; but they have turned them into sewers of

rot, whose stench is such that they force Me to stay far away
from them. See what recompense I receive for so much Love
and for the so many Pains that I suffered for them. Who
has ever been treated like Me? Ah! no one. But what is the

cause? It is the excessive Love I have for them. Therefore, I
will try with the chastisements.”

I felt my heart split with pain; it seemed to me that the
offenses they were giving Him were so many, that in order to
escape He wanted to hide within me, almost to find a refuge.

I also felt such pains because men were to be chastised, that
it seemed to me that I, not they, was to suffer. Even more,
it seemed to me that, had I been able to, it would have been

more bearable for me to suffer all those chastisements myself,
rather than to see others suffer.

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