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very strict, because believing that it is I and not taking into account even
            one word, is as if they wanted to suffocate a sea of good for the benefit

            of creatures, because My Word always starts from the strength of the
            Creative Power. In fact, I pronounced one Fiat in Creation, and I
            extended a heaven studded with innumerable millions of stars; another

            Fiat, and I formed the sun. I did not say twenty words to form so many
            things in Creation, but one Fiat was enough for Me.


            “Now, My Word still contains Its Creative Power, and you or others
            cannot know if My Word is directed to forming a heaven, a star, a sea, a
            sun for souls. Therefore, by not taking it into account, and by not putting
            it on display for creatures, they come to reject this heaven, this sun,

            stars and sea, back into Myself, while they could do so much good to
            creatures. And the harm that would follow would be ascribed to the one
            who, not taking it into consideration, has suffocated it within Me.

            “If, on the other hand, they do not believe, it is even worse, because
            they are so blind as to not have the eyes to see the sun of My Word;
            and incredulity leads to obstinacy and to hardness of heart, while belief
            softens the heart and disposes it to let itself be subdued by grace, and

            to receive the sight in order to comprehend My Truths.”

            February 11, 1927

            Wherever the Divine Will reigns, Jesus places the strings of His
            Attributes in order. How He must be able to say: “Here is My

            Heaven.” How the children of the Fiat will be kings and queens,
            and only one who possesses the Divine Fiat has the right to ask
            for Its Kingdom.


            As I was in my usual state, my adorable Jesus made me see many
            strings in my interior one close to the other, starting from a sphere, that
            was in the middle of these strings. Under this sphere it was empty, and

            in that empty space there was my sweet Jesus who, very often, touched
            those strings and played, but in such a harmonious and beautiful way,
            that it cannot be described.


            Then, after He played His little sonata, He said: “My daughter, these
            strings are symbol of the soul in whom My Will reigns. I Myself delight in
            forming them and arranging them all in order. Look at them how



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