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And Jesus, almost joking, told me: “What I gave you was
not enough? You are not content yet?”

I blushed all over, but immediately I said to Him: “What
can I do? It’s the obedience.”

When the confessor came, he started to get upset, telling
me that I was disobedient; or he would say to me: “This is an

illness. If it were something from God, He would have made
you obey. Therefore, instead of calling the confessor, you
should call the doctors.” When he finished speaking, I told
him everything that the Lord had said to me, as I said above,

and he told me that it was true that there was a war between
Africa and Italy. “We’ll see if nothing happens”. And so he
was persuaded to letting me continue to suffer.

One day, after about four months, the confessor came and
told me that news had arrived about the war between Africa
and Italy, and that without doing any harm to each other, on

both sides, they had reconciled. So the confessor remained
more persuaded, and he let me stay there in peace.

Then, my sweet Jesus would do nothing but dispose me
to that Mystical Marriage which He had promised me. When
I was in that state, He would make Himself seen sometimes
three times a day, sometimes four, as He pleased; and

sometimes it was a continuous coming and going. He seemed
to be a sweetheart who cannot be without his spouse. This is

how Jesus was with me, and sometimes He reached the point
of telling me: “You see, I Love you so much that I cannot be
without coming. I feel almost restless, thinking that you are

there suffering for Me, and you are alone; therefore I have
come to see if you need something.” And while saying this, He
Himself would lift my head, He would place His arm behind

my neck and would embrace me; and while holding me like
that, He would kiss me, and if it was summertime and it was
hot, He would send a refreshing breath from His mouth, or He

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