See, of everything that also took place in My Humanity...
the greatest miracle was to restrict all the immensity of My Divine Will in It.
The miracles I made can be called nothing compared to this. More so since it was My nature to be able to give life by making creatures rise again, give sight to the blind, speech to the mute, and all the other miraculous things I did. Indeed, it was My own nature to be able to give as many goods as I wanted.
At most, it was a miracle for those who received them. But for Me, the greatest miracle was to restrict My Divinity, the immensity of My Will, Its endless light, Its unreachable beauty and sanctity, within Myself.
This was the prodigy of prodigies, that only a God could do.
Therefore, as much as I may give to a creature, I would always give her little in comparison with giving her the great Gift of My Will. New heavens, more refulgent suns, unheard-of things, surprises never before seen, can be seen in her.
Heaven and earth tremble and fall on their knees before a soul who possesses the great Gift of My Will—and with reason, because they see coming out from her, the vivifying and creative virtue and strength that preserves them in the new life created by God.
Oh! Power of My Will—if they knew You...
how many would aspire to Your great Gift...
and would give their lives to have You.
[5.5.1927]
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