The Love of this Divine Will of Mine is so great...
that It uses all the arts.
It acts as a Spy and It blows Its Breath upon her.
It acts as her Mother and It rocks her in Its arms.
It acts as her Sentry [schildwacht] and It watches over her.
It acts as her Queen and It Dominates her.
It acts as Sun to her and It Illuminates her.
And It offers Itself even to serve her.
And when It wants to deposit in you Its Knowledges, Its Truths, even just one of Its Words—what does It do? It blows Its Breath upon you so much, that first It forms in you Its Support of Love, of Light, in order to enclose Its Truths in the Support of Its Love and Light that It formed in you.
So, It entrusts Its Truths to Its own Love, to Its Light, knowing that only Its Love can have true interest in keeping them, and in spurring you on, so that they may not remain hidden.
O! if it weren’t for this...
My Support of Love, which encloses all the Knowledges of My Fiat...
how many things you would have buried in your soul, without anyone knowing anything.
This is the reason why, before manifesting to you Its Truths, It Acts as the All-Doer around you—to prepare you, to place New Love in you, to form the New Support for Its Truths, and put them in the Safe Bank of Its Divine Love.
And if I wait for you in your acts with so much Love, these are Our usual pretexts—the occasion We keep looking for, to find the comma, the dot, of the creature, in order to give her New Love, New Graces.
And even more so, because We want her company.
Without the one who wants to do Our Will We cannot be.
Our Will Itself already brings her to Us, in Its arms, into Our Acts.
So that she may be with Us...
and with everything We do.
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