vrijdag 22 januari 2021

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While He was saying this He showed me a sea of fire in which the whole world was about to be wrapped. I was shaken, and my Adorable Jesus, pulling me towards Himself, told me... 


“My blessed daughter—Courage, don't be afraid. 

Come into My Divine Will so that Its Light may remove from you the sad sight of what is happening in the world, and as I talk to you about My Will, let us soothe the pains that, unfortunately, both of us are suffering. 

See, how Beautiful it is to Live in My Will. What I do, the soul does. As she hears my ‘I Love you,’ she soon repeats to Me ‘I love You,’ and I, feeling Loved, Transform her so much into Myself that in one voice we say, ‘We Love everyone, we do Good to all, we give Life to all.' 

If I bless, we bless together, we adore and glorify together, we run together to help anyone, and if they offend me we suffer together. O! how Happy I am in seeing that a creature never leaves Me alone. How Beautiful is the company of one who wants what I want, does what I do. 

The Union makes Happiness arise—heroism in doing Good, tolerance in bearing. Even more, since she is a human creature, belonging to the human family—that does nothing other than send Me nails, thorns and Pains—not to sadden her, I abstain from sending their deserved chastisement, while finding in this creature My Hiding Place and My desired company. 

I know that she would be sad... 

if I punished them as they deserve. 

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Therefore, never leave Me alone. 

Loneliness is one of the hardest and most intimate Pains of My Heart. 

Not having one to whom to say a Word both in sufferings and Joys makes Me so delirious of Pain and Love that, if you could experience it, you would die of pure pain.

This is exáctly not Living in My Will: 

leaving Me alone. 

The human will takes the creature away from her Creator, and as she goes, Peace leaves, while anxiety take its place within her—tormenting her. Lack of Strength debilitates her, Beauty fades away, Good dies while evil arises, passions keep her company. Poor creature without My Will, into what an abyss of miseries she throws herself!”


[18.9.1938] 

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