May 10, 1937
How God makes himself food of the creature; the exchange, the harmonizing, the speaking of both parts forms the most beautiful works. How the Queen of Heaven continues the office of Mother and she raises her Son in creatures.
The sea of the Divine Volition continues to inundate me, and I being incapable and unable at everything, it seems that he is delighted as to a tiny little one to feed me with his hands, more than maternal, the food of his Fiat, and teaching me word by word, syllable by syllable, the first vowels, of the science of the Divine Will and when it seems that in some way I have understood him, oh! how he makes festive, because he feels the whole certainty of forming a soul all of Divine Will. And I in seeing his maternal cares, how content I am of it and I thank him from the heart. And my beloved Jesus as spokesman of his Volition, all goodness said to me:
“My little daughter of my Volition, every truth that I manifest to you on my Fiat is a growth that you make of Him, it is one mouthful more, that serves in order to fortify you, warm you and conform you all the more in Him, it is one sip more that you drink from the immense sea of my Will, it is one Divine property more that you acquire. Now you must know, that every act more that you do in Him, we prepare before you our Celestial table, and if you love, he feeds you our love, if you pass to understand us, he feeds you our Wisdom, and oh how many beautiful news and knowledges he gives you of your Creator, so that your God becomes your choice food, therefore in all that which you do, now he feeds you with our Power, now with our Goodness, now with our sweetness, now with our fortitude, light and our mercy. Hence the human littleness, with living in our Eternal Volition absorbs us sip by sip, mouthful by mouthful, because being little, also for how much it is possible for a creature to take all together that which she must take of our Divine Being, more so that this serves to delight each other, we to give, and she to receive, we to give of ours, and she to give us her littleness, we to work her as we want, and she who lends herself to let us work; it is the exchange on both parts, the harmonizing ourselves to each other, the speaking to each other, that forms our most beautiful works and we develop the life of our Will in the creature, without doing anything, she does nothing. Therefore it is necessary to work, to speak, to make ourselves understood, to work, in order to make beautiful statues, the repeaters of our life.
“Hence when we find one who wants to listen to us, to give themselves to us, in order to receive, we don’t spare anything, of that [which] we are able and know how to do for creatures. Now my daughter, when the creature is fed with our Fiat, even to not knowing other food, and having formed the chain of her acts, all sealed by the characteristics of divine virtues, God remains imprisoned in his divine virtues in the creature, and then, if she loves it is God that makes display of the power of his love, of his goodness, sanctity, et cetera, in the acts of the creature, so that the power is such that goes forth through means of these acts that God does in the creature, that it invests Heaven and earth, flutters over all souls and with his powerful love, invests them, sweeps them away, makes her give the kiss of the Divine Volition in a way that the human family will feel his power, his love, that wants to reign.
“More so, that the hidden God gives them this right, through means of a creature that belongs to their human race. Rights that they can not refuse to acknowledge, unless some perfidious, but my power will know (how) to knock down and conquer. Whence leave me to complete the work of my Will in you, do not oppose in anything, and you and I will be content to see him reign in the other creatures.”
After this I made Holy Communion and in my interior my Dear Jesus made himself seen, tiny, tiny, and the Celestial Mother extended her azure mantle over me and the Divine Child, then I don’t know how I felt her inside of me, that she kissed, caressed, took in her arms her Dear Son, she squeezed him to (her) Heart, raised him, fed him, made for him a thousand stratagems of love, I was (a) spectator and amazed. And the Sovereign Celestial Mama said to me, but with a love that made one astonish:
“My daughter there is nothing to be amazed about. I am inseparable from my dear Jesus, where there is the Son, the Mother must be, this is my assignment to raise him in souls. He is tiny, souls do not understand how they must raise him, nor do they have the milk of love in order to feed him, in order to quiet his weeping, in order to warm him when they make him numb from the cold, I who am the Mama I know the little needs of my Divine Child, nor would He know how to remain without his Mama, we are inseparable all and two, I repeat in souls that which I did in his infantile age, and while I raise my Son, lending them all the care in order to make him happy, at the same time I take care of the daughter in order to raise her according that she wants my Son. This is my mission more than Celestial, as I see my Son in souls thus I race, I descend in them and I occupy myself with his growth.
“Much more so that being one the Will of my Son with mine, (it is) as connatural where one finds Him there also am I, and accordingly my love imposes itself to develop the office of Mother, to He who loves me so much and to those people that we love so much, because I feel (them) as twins born at one birth, my Son God and the creature, how not to love them? Then with an accent more tender and moving she added:
“My daughter, how beautiful it is, great (and) prodigious the virtue of the Divine Will. He empties all that which is neither light, nor Divine, he unites the most remote distances, repeats in act, that which had been done through centuries and centuries and makes it as connatural the human act in the Divine, it is his creative strength, that arrives to bilocate, to multiply, to transform his same Life in the creature. Therefore love him a great deal and deny him nothing.”