August 6, 1938
Exchanges of life between the Divine and human Will. Victory of Jesus. There is no greater offence than to remove oneself from the Divine Will. The speaking creation. The divine heartbeat and breath. Necessity of God to speak to the creature.
I feel the need of giving myself continually to the Divine Will, I am the little baby that seeks the bosom of my mother in order to shelter myself in her, in order to be secure, and all abandoned in his arms. But while I thought this my beloved Jesus, visiting my little soul, all goodness said to me:
My little daughter of my Volition, you seek your refuge in me and I seek my refuge in you, in order to enjoy my creature and to rest myself in her, so that her love keeps me defended from all the offenses of creatures. You must know, that every time that the creature enters into my Will in order to do her acts, so many times I give her my divine life, and so many times she gives me her human life. So that she remains equipped with so many divine lives for how many acts she has done in my Will, and I remain honored and glorified surrounded with so many human lives; because an act in my Will must be complete, I give everything of myself, I don’t reserve for myself anything of my supreme being, and she gives everything to me of her human being.
“Therefore what is not the good that the creature receives with possessing so many of my divine lives? And as she goes repeating her acts, so many of my lives are added and I give (the) virtue of freeing her life in order to be able to say: ‘How many of my lives I have given her, so many she has given me.’ I can say that then I found all my contentment, when I see given me in every instant the life of her, in order to be able to give it to her. Seeing the human will given to me, is my greatest triumph, and taken with love I sing my victory, victory that costs me my life, and the anticipation of around six thousand years, in which I have longed with so many anxieties and bitter and ardent sighs the return of the human will in mine; whence having obtained it I feel the need of resting and of singing victory.
“Therefore there is no joy more beautiful that she can give me than to live in him, nor can there be greater sorrow that she can give me than to remove herself from my Will, because I feel offended in all created things; because anywhere and everywhere one finds my Volition, and I feel the offense arrive in the sun, in the wind, in the sky even inside my bosom. To see converted the great gift of the human will, that I gave to the creature that she should use it for (an) exchange of love and of life between me and her, into (a) deadly weapon in order to offend me, what sorrow! Now, one who comes to live in him makes this sorrow so raw disappear, how should I not I give all myself into her power and give her that which she wants?”
Then he added: “So much is my love toward one who lives in my Fiat, that as the creature feels the need to breathe, to feed herself, to move, thus I feel the need of forming a single life with her; because my Will, since he lives in her, he makes it for me my breath, my heartbeat, my motion, my food. You see, therefore, how necessary it is to me her permanent union with me and inside of me, otherwise I would feel myself missing the breath, the motion, the heartbeat and the food of my love from all the creation. Oh, how badly I would feel! Because one who lives in my Volition and inside of our supreme being is the creation speaking, moving and throbbing, that in the name of all created things brings us the food of love that all should give us. We can say that our love feeds all created things, therefore we feel the need of receiving the exchange of love in order (for) us not to remain fasting, and only one who lives in our Volition who embraces everything, loves us in everything, can re-give us the exchange of feeding us with her love.
“How beautiful it is to see the creature gather from all creation our scattered love, and also our love that has not been taken by human ingratitude and she brings it to us in order to give us the food of love in the name of everyone and of everything, she forms the enchantment of all heaven and we call her our welcome one, the bearer of all our works, the exchange of our love in which we can repeat our wonders.”
Then with an affection more tender he added: “My daughter, so much is our love for one who lives in our divine Fiat, that the mama can be, it seems more easy to divide herself from her daughter, we can not do it because our Will is united to her, transforms her into us, makes her want that which we want and do that which we do. As he enters into her, thus he transports her everywhere, gives her the place in all created things, in order to hold her anywhere and everywhere, always together in harmony with him, and says to her in how many ways he has loved her. To be without her seems impossible to us, we should (have to) separate ourselves from our Will in order to do it, but even we can not do this.
“Hence I give her the place in the starry sky, and oh, how beautiful it is, to hold her together with me in that azure vault, in that interminable extension of the sky that one can not see where it ends! And I tell her the story of our eternal love that doesn’t have (a) beginning nor can it have (an) end, nor can it undergo mutation; and since our love never stops, we take the creature from all sides, from above, from beneath, from right, from left, in order to bombard her with our love. And as the sky hides and covers all the inner world beneath its vault bombarded with stars in order to hold them defended and covered, thus our immutable love, more than sky, holds covered and hidden everyone in the sky of our love. We feel the need to say to the creature how much and in how many ways we love her, to love her and not to make her know how much we love her (is impossible); and in order to make us love, she forms the refreshment of our love, and loving us, although she is little, we feel ourselves regive a sky of love, and with her repeated acts of love, we feel as bombarded by so many stars that rain on us: ‘Love, love, love.’
“You see therefore, (the) necessity to our Heart to give her the place in every created thing; in order to tell her the distinct story of love that every created thing contains, I give her the place in the sun; and oh, how many things I say to her of our supreme being! Our inaccessible light that invests everything with its ardent love, that invests and hide itself in every fiber of the heart, in every thought and word; with my light I embalm, purify, embellish and there form with my light more than sun my life of love in the creature, and she feels my light and by way of light she wants to enter into the most intimate hideaways of our supreme being, in order to love us and to be loved.
“How beautiful it is to find one who loves us, our love finds its refuge, its rest, its outlet, its exchange. Therefore everywhere we give her the place, because in every created thing we hold to tell her a secret of love of ours; how many things we hold still to say, and if the creature doesn’t live in our Volition, she won’t understand us and she will constrain us to silence.
“Now, you must know, that as the creature does her acts in my Will, so many suns arise; and since one act in my Will is so much that it can not remain without doing good to everyone, these suns, as they arise, thus they race in the midst of the people and carry to some the kiss of light, to some strength, to some they put in flight the darkness, to some they pave the way, to some with (a) strong voice of light they recall (them) into good, an act in my Will can not remain without producing great goods. As the sun that rises in the horizon with its light in order to make itself light of every eye, it races and matures the plants, colors the flowers, purifies the air, gives itself to everyone; one can say, it renews and reinvigorates the earth, and forms its joy and its feast. So that if the sun might not rise, the earth would be dressed in mourning and would burst into weeping.
“More than sun is an act in my Will, its light races and does good to everyone, it renews and reinvigorates everyone in its light, minus some who might not want to receive it. And although they might not want to receive it, they are constrained to receive the good of its light, as one who might not want to receive the light of the sun, he is constrained by the empire of the light to feel its heat; such is the empire of an act in my Fiat, it can not be if it doesn’t work prodigies of graces and of incalculable goods. Therefore one who lives in our Volition does everything, embraces everyone and gives us everything, if we want to love she gives us love, if we want glory she gives us glory, if we want to speak we hold one who listens to us, and if we want to do great works we hold one in whom to do them and who will render us the exchange. Behold therefore in our Volition I want you always, never to go out of him.”