The Prodigies...
that My Fiat operates in the act of the creature who lives in It...
are unheard-of.
As It sees that she is about to perform it, My Fiat runs to take the act in Its hands. It Purifies it, molds it and Invests it with Light. Then It looks at it, to see if that act can receive Its Sanctity and Its Beauty, if It can enclose it within Its Immensity, if It can let flow within it Its Power, Its Love...
Once It has done everything—because nothing can be lacking to Its Act—It kisses it, hugs it, and pours Itself all over it. With Indescribable Solemnity and Love, It pronounces Its Omnipotent Fiat, and Creates another Self in that act.
The Heavens become all attentive...
when My Will is about to Operate in the act of the creature.
They are moved, remaining Amazed and Enraptured, exclaiming: ‘Is it possible that a God and His Will, Trice Holy, can reach so much Love—to the extent of Creating Himself in the act of the creature?’
My very Fiat goes back to look at what It has done in the act of the creature, and It feels enraptured—delighted in seeing Its New Life. Taken by Indescribable Joy, It makes Feast for the whole of Heaven, and Abounds in pouring out Graces upon all the earth.
I call these acts...
‘My Life, My Act, Echo of My Power
—the Prodigies of My Love.’
My daughter, make Me happy !
T.h.e.s.e. are the Joys of My Creation—the Feasts of My Creative Virtue !
Being able to form one of My Lives for each act done by the creature. Therefore, call Me always in your acts, never put Me aside, and I will always do New Things in you—to Astonish all peoples.
Only then will I have the return and the Glory of the whole Creation...
when I will have filled Heaven and earth with mány of My New Lives.
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