What would a mother not do, if...
after she has given birth to a beautiful child...
that enraptured her with his beauty...
and the mother felt happy in the beauty of the child...
a misfortune strikes him and he becomes blind, mute, deaf, crippled. Poor mother—she looks at her child and no longer recognizes him! His eye lifeless, no longer looking at her. His silvery voice that would make her start with joy in hearing herself being called ‘mama’, she no longer hears. His little feet that would run to place themselves upon her lap, they hardly drag themselves.
This child is the most piercing sorrow for a poor mother.
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And what would she not do...
if she knew that her child could return again to his original features?
She would go around the whole world if she could obtain this. And it would be sweet for her to lay down her own life, as long as she could see her child beautiful as she gave birth to him. But poor mother, it is not in her power to give back to her dear child the original beauty, and he will always be her sorrow and the most piercing thorn of her maternal heart.
Such has the creature rendered herself.
By doing her ówn will—blind, mute, crippled.
Our Will cries over her with Tears of ardent Light of Our Love.
But what the mother cannot do for her crippled child, My Divine Will does not lack the Power to do.
More than mother, It will place at her disposal Its Capitals of Light - that possess the virtue of Restoring all the Goods and the Beauty of the creature. As tender Mother, Loving and Vigilant of the Work of Her Hands that more than dearest child She issued to the Light, She will go around - not the whole world, but all centuries!
In order to prepare and give the Powerful Remedies of Light. That Vivifies, Transforms, Straightens and Embellishes. And only then will She stop, when She sees on Her Maternal lap, Beautiful as She issued it, the Work of Her Creative Hands - to make up for the many sorrows, and enjoy it forever.
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Are the many Knowledges on My Will...
perhaps not Remedies?
Each Manifestation and Word that I speak... is a Fortress... that I place around the weakness of the human will. It is a Food that I prepare. It is a Bait. A Taste. A Light. To make them Reacquire the lost Sight.
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Therefore, be attentive.
And do not lose anything of what My Will manifests to you.
Because in due time, everything will be needed—nothing will go lost.
Do you think It does not take into account even just one Word of what It says? It counts everything and loses nothing. And if in your soul It has formed Its Cathedra in order to deposit Its Truths, however the Primary Cathedra It keeps reserved within Itself as the Greatest Treasure that belongs to It, in such a way that if you lose any Word or Manifestation that belongs to It, It already keeps the Original within Itself.
Because what regards My Divine Will is of Infinite Value, and the Infinite cannot disperse, nor is it subject to dispersing. On the contrary! Jealous, It preserves Its Truths in the Divine Archives. Therefore, you too, learn to be jealous! And vigilant! And to appreciate Its Holy Lessons!
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