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Maker, within their midst; all felt honoured, for they were to serve Him
from whom they had received their existence, therefore all made feast.

So, My birth was of great joy and glory for Me on the part of My Mama
and of all Creation; but it was for Me of great sorrow on the part of
creatures. This is why I have come to you to feel the joys of My Mama

being repeated in Me, and to place in you the fruit of My birth.”

Then, after this, I was thinking about how unhappy was that grotto in

which little Baby Jesus was born; how exposed it was to all winds and
to cold, to the point of making one numb with icy cold. Instead of men,
there were animals to keep Him company. So I thought: “Which prison
was more unhappy and sorrowful the prison of the night of His Passion,

or the grotto of Bethlehem?”

And my sweet Baby added: “My daughter, the unhappiness of the

prison of My Passion cannot be compared with the grotto of Bethlehem.
In the grotto I had My Mama near Me, soul and body. She was with Me,
therefore I had all the joys of My dear Mama, and She had all the joys
of Myself, Her Son, that formed Our Paradise. The joys of a mother who

possesses her child are great; the joys of possessing a mother are even
greater. I found everything in Her, and She found everything in Me.

“Then there was My dear father Saint Joseph who acted as father to
Me, and I felt all of his joys that he felt because of Me. On the other
hand, in My Passion, our joys were all interrupted, because we were to

give place to sorrow, and between Mother and Son, We felt the great
sorrow of the nearing separation, sensible at least, that was to occur
with My Death. In the grotto, animals recognised Me, and honouring

Me, they tried to warm Me with their breath. In the prison, not even men
recognised Me, and in order to insult Me, they covered Me with spit and
opprobrium. So, there is no comparison between the two of them.”

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