I am under the waves of the Divine Volition that always wants to give Itself to the creatures.
But the creatures have to want this.
The Divine Will does not want to be an intruder who drops in without the creature even knowing It. It wants to be sought after, It wants to give her Its kiss of Love and then, Triumphant and loaded with Gifts enter into her and fill her with Its Gifts. But as I was thinking this, my Jesus, feeling the need to confide His secrets to His little one, told me...
"My blessed daughter, My Will wants to give...
but It wants to find the soul disposed.
It is like the earth for the farmer: no matter how many seeds he may possess, if there were no earth on which he could throw those seeds, or if the earth had a mind and was not disposed to receive his seeds, the poor farmer would feel as if those seeds, meant to enrich the earth, were thrown back in his face and his eyes.
Such is My Will: It wants to give, but if It doesn't find the soul disposed, It cannot find a place for Its Gifts. With Great Pain, It would feel as if they were being thrown back in Its Face. So if It wants to talk to her, It would find her deaf.
Therefore, disposition prepares the soul, opening Divine doors, and providing the sense of hearing. But if the soul first hears what My Will wants to give, she is placed in communication, so that she may love It and long for what she is about to receive.
If she is not disposed, We don't give anything.
Because We do not want to expose Our Gifts to uselessness.
On the other hand...
disposition is like the earth that surrenders to the farmer - surrenders to anything he wants, letting him work, hoe [schoffelen] and plow, to safely cover the seeds with which he fills it.
In the same way, if Our Supreme Being finds the disposition, We do Our Works. We prepare her, We participate in her, and with Our Creative Hands We prepare the place for Our Gifts and form Our Most Beautiful Works.
But if she is not disposed, with all Our Power we can do nothing, because her interior is cluttered up with stones, thorns, wicked passions. And since she is not disposed, she does not allow us to take them out.
How many sanctities go up in smoke...
for lack of disposition.
Further, if she is not disposed, she does not adápt herself to Living in Our Divine Will. On the contrary, it seems that It is just not for her. Its Sanctity floors her, Its Purity makes her feel ashamed, Its Light blinds her.
But if she is disposed, she flings herself into Its Arms. And she lets Us do whatever We want with her. She even remains there like a tiny little baby receiving Our Works, with so much love as to enrapture Us.
And what does Our Will do? It makes flow in her Its Divine Motion, and with this Divine Motion she finds all Our Works in action. She kisses them, hugs them and invests them with her little love.
She finds My Conception and My Birth in action, and with her love she wants to be conceived and Reborn with Me. And not do only I let her do this, but finding one who is Reborn together with Me, I feel such a Joy as to be repaid for having come upon earth.
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