One who lives in My Divine Will is always dealing with Light.
Never with darkness.
And since light is fecund [vruchtbaar], It gives birth in the soul to the truths It possesses. The virtue of Light is marvelous and miraculous. And while by looking at It, one sees nothing but Light, inside It possesses the fullness of goods.
But It communicates these goods not to one who only looks at It.
But to one who lets himself be touched, molded, clasped, kissed with Its ardent kisses.
As It touches, It purifies.
As It molds, It transforms.
As It clasps, so It encloses Its light in the soul.
And with Its fecundity, that can never remain idle, Its work is incessant, It communicates the beautiful rainbow of the Divine Colors and Beauties. And with Its kisses, It infuses the most beautiful truths and the ineffable [onuitsprekelijke] Secrets of Its Creator.
Living in the Light of My Divine Will...
and not being aware of the Divine Things, of Our Secrets...
not feeling the fecundating virtue of this Light...
would be as if God wanted to live separate life from His creature.
But the one purpose for which We want Our Will to be also that of the creature was precisely that We want to live life together and permanent with her.
So, it would be absurd—living in My Will and not feeling the fecundity of Its goods that this Light possesses, which is that of making the creature live of God Himself.
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