zondag 27 december 2020

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Wherever My Divine Fiat is present... 

the hardest things become so very soft. 

Pains change into joys, bitternesses into sweetnesses, the earth becomes Heaven, the sacrifices conquests. Your example is more than enough to convince you of what I am telling you. 

See, if My Will were not present in you, nailed as you are, inside a bed for so many years, without seeing and enjoying either the sun, or the air, or any pleasure of the earth—even more, you can say that you do not know it—you would have been the unhappiest creature. 

Oh! how hard and bitter would your state have been to you. Yet, My Divine Fiat, possessing the source of happiness, pouring Itself over you and flowing even in the marrow of your bones, communicates to you Its happiness, and with Its strength It puts all evils to sleep for you, and renders you happy. 

And if you knew how content I am in seeing you happy...



And then add... 

that it is seeing you happy, not in a state of pleasure, of amusement...

but confined in a bed. 

This enraptures Me, it makes Me go into fidgets [friemelen] of love, it draws Me so much to you. And in My delirium of love, I say to you: ‘Oh! prodigy of My Divine Fiat, that renders My daughter happy in a state that the world would have cried out as unhappiness, misfortune, and maybe never before seen and understood. 

Yet, with My Divine Will, she is the happiest of creatures, the most peaceful, the dominator of herself, because inside of her flows the vein of the happiness of My Fiat, that knows how to convert all things into joys and happinesses without end.’



My daughter, to see the creature happy...

is My only contentment. 

And since what renders her unhappy is the human volition, once this is removed, all the unhappinesses end, nor do they have any more reason to exist.

But what makes all human unhappinesses die, is My Will alone. Before It, all evils feel themselves dying. My Will is like the sun that rises in the morning, that has the virtue of dispelling the darkness of the night. 

Before the light, darkness dies. 

Nor has any right to exist any more. 

So it is with My Divine Will.


[6.1.1929] 

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