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have done so much evil. He made me understand how ugly
sin is the affront that this miserable little worm had made

to Jesus Christ, the horrendous ingratitude, the enormous
wickedness, the harm that had come to my soul. I was so
dismayed, that I did not know what to do in order to repair. I
did some mortifications, I asked for more from the confessor,

but few were given to me, so they all seemed shadows to me,
and I did nothing but think about my sins, though clinging

more and more to Him. I had such fear of moving away
and of doing worse than before, that I myself cannot express
it. When I was with Him, I did nothing but tell Him of the
pain I felt for having offended Him. I kept asking for His

forgiveness, I thanked Him for having been so good to me,
and I said to Him from the heart: “See, O Lord, the time I
have lost, while I could love You.” So, I was unable to say

anything but the grave evil I had done.

Finally, one day, reprimanding me, He told me: “I do not
want you to think about it. When a soul has humbled herself,

convinced of having done wrong, and has cleansed her soul in
the Sacrament of Confession, and is ready to die rather than
offend Me it is an affront to My Mercy, it is a hindrance to

drawing her close to My Love, because her mind is always
trying to roll in the past mud. She also prevents Me from
letting her take flights toward Heaven, because she is always
with those ideas wrapped within herself, if she tries to think

about it. And then, see, I no longer remember anything; I
have perfectly forgotten about it. Do you see any rancour or

shadow on My part?”

And I said to Him: “No Lord, You are so Good.” But I
felt my heart split with tenderness.

“Well then, are you the one who wants to carry these things
on?”
And I: “No, no, I don’t want to.”

And He: “Let us think about loving and contenting each
other.”

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