maandag 30 november 2020

pijn 2

My daughter, I suffer...

because of the great sorrow of My Will. 

My Humanity suffered, It had Its cross, but Its Life on earth was short. On the other hand, the Life of My Will in the midst of creatures is long—it has been already six thousand years, and will last even longer. And do you know who Its continuous cross is? 

The human will. 

Each act of it opposed to My Will. And each act of My Will that It does not receive, is a cross that it forms for My Eternal Volition. Therefore, Its crosses are innumerable.

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If you look at all Creation... 

you will find It all full of crosses formed by the human will. 

Look at the sun! 

My Divine Will brings its light to creatures, and they take its light, but do not recognize who He is that brings this light. And My Will receives so many crosses in the sun, for as many as are those who do not recognize It, who - while they enjoy the light - use that very light to offend that Divine Will that illumines them.

Oh! how hard and painful it is...

to do good and not to be recognized.

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The wind is full of crosses!

Each of its blows is a good that it brings to creatures. And they take and enjoy that good. But do not recognize who He is that, in the wind, caresses them, refreshes them, purifies the air for them. 

And so It feels Itself being thrust [gestoken, doorboord] with nails of ingratitude and crosses, at each blow of the wind.

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The water, the sea, the earth... 

are full of crosses formed by the human will. 

Who does not avail himself of water, of the sea, of the earth? Everyone does. And yet, My Will, that preserves everything and is primary life of all created things, is not recognized. And is present in them only to receive crosses from the human ingratitude.

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Therefore, the crosses of My Will are numberless... 

and móre painful than those of My Humanity. 

More so. Since My Humanity does not lack some good souls who have comprehended Its sorrow, Its torments, the pains that they made Me suffer, and even My Death. Compassionating Me, and repairing for what I suffered in My mortal Life. 

On the other hand, those of My Divine Fiat are crosses that are not known. 

And therefore without compassion. 

And without reparation. 


~bron~

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