March 20, 1938
Contrivances of love of the creature that lives in the Divine Volition. Example of a teacher that possesses the sciences and does not find one to whom to teach them; of a rich one that does not find one to whom to give his riches.
I am between the arms of the Fiat, which so very loves his beloved creature that lives in him, that he always holds her pressed in his arms, rather there is more: his love is so much, that he puts her in his incessant motion. The littlest distances, the instants of interval that he might not feel her with himself in his own life, would form for him the most sorrowful martyrdom of love, and in his sorrow he would say to her:
“My daughter do not remove yourself from me not even for one single instant; you would embitter my love, because we feel your life as ours; hence we would feel ourselves torn, our love tortured, because you must know (that) your breath makes life, it breathes in ours, and as it breathes we feel ourselves loved and we love her (Jesus passes from speaking about Luisa to speak on the soul that lives in his Volition.); her motion moves in ours, she has our same life, works with us, speaks with our same word, we feel her circulate in our Divine Being like blood that circulates in the veins of creatures, and she says and always repeats: ‘I love you, I love you.’ Not content she takes flight, turns through all the created things, collects our love scattered in all the creation, and comes to shelter herself in our Supreme Being and makes for us the surprise of carrying to us all the love that all created things should give us if they might have reason. She goes always finding new contrivances in order to love us.
“Other times she goes to her Queen Mother and asks her for all her love, and makes for us the surprise of bringing to us the love of the great Lady duplicated, and celebrating she says to us: ‘I bring to you the love of my Celestial Mama in order to love you.’ And, oh, how we remain content! To be without one who lives in our Volition proves impossible for us.”
Oh Divine Will, how much love, (and) power you contain for one who lives in you! And I felt so amazed, that I didn’t know how to go ahead in speaking more. And my beloved Jesus, repeating his brief little visit, with indescribable love said to me:
“My daughter, born and reborn in our Volition; you must know that the living in our Volition contains such prodigies and unheard of wonders, that the heavens themselves are shaken, and reverent they abase themselves in sensing them, because in her (the creature) we can unfold our creative work, we can depose our love, our deliriums, our anxieties and sighs, our Will; she will make our Supreme Majesty understood, she will make us loved with our love.
“Without her we find ourselves like a teacher that possesses all the sciences; he could impart his lessons to all the universities, to all the schools; not at all, he doesn’t even find one pupil whom (will) learn his sciences. What sorrow for this teacher! To possess so many sciences, and to hold them useless in himself, without being able to make known the value of the sciences that he possesses. Oh, if this teacher might find one single pupil that might want to learn his sciences, he would put him upon his knees, he would hold him with himself night and day, he would feel that his science will not die, but will live in his pupil, and as almost duplicate his life. Oh how he would love him! He would feel reborn in his pupil; the solitude broken, loved by [the one to whom] he imparts his lessons; hence, it would change his bitter life into joys.
“Such is our Supreme Being. If we don’t find one who lives in our Divine Will, we are like the teacher, that we don’t have one to whom to impart our lessons; we possess infinite sciences, and yet we don’t have one to whom to say a word, because (there) is missing the light of our Volition, that will make them understand that which we want to teach them. Instead, if one lives in our Volition, we will feel ourselves revived in the creature; we can teach her our divine sciences, rather they will form life in her; she will understand our celestial dialect and marvel, she will love us as we want one to love us. And here is ours and her fate changed; solitude won’t exist anymore, the company will be perennial; we will always have to say, and will hold one who listens to us; our eternal sorrow will be changed into joys, into festivals because the creature lives in ours Volition.
“Or rather it happens for us, when we don’t find one who lives in our Will, as one who possesses immense riches, but so many, that he feels as drown by them; and yet he doesn’t find neither one to give to, nor one who takes his goods. Poor (man), in his riches he is very unhappy, he suffers a cruel solitude; there is no one who loves him, who respects him, who says to him one thank you rather it seems that they flee from him, because he doesn’t find neither one to whom to give them to, nor one who takes them. Without company, joy dies, and with not giving them to anyone he feels that his goods, his life, doesn’t live in the others; and isolation is the greatest of bitternesses.
“Oh, how many times we want to give and don’t have one to give to! Rather, with not doing our Will one closes the doors to us, impedes the step to us, indeed one puts oneself at (a) distance from us and surrounds oneself with misery, weakness, (and) the most ugly passions.
“Behold that the living in our Volition awakens wonder in everyone, and we ourselves remain amazed by it, having to enclose the infinite in the finite, the immensity in the littleness. It is necessary that we make such wonders and prodigies, that only our love reigning over our Divine Being induces us to do the most outstanding wonders, but so much so that the angels and saints themselves remain surprised and mute for (the) amazement of it.”