There is also another sign.
When My Will sees the soul being disposed...
It first embalms her—her will, her pains—with an air of Peace.
Then It forms Its Throne.
Therefore, one who Lives in my Will possesses a Strength that is never extinguished. A Love that does not Love anybody, but Truly Loves all in God. To how many sacrifices she exposes herself for all—and for each one in particular. Poor daughter, she is the True Martyr and Victim of all.
O!, how many times in seeing her suffering, I look at her with so much Tenderness and Compassion, and to cheer her up I say: ‘My daughter, you received My same Destiny. Poor daughter, Courage, your Jesus Loves you more.'
And in feeling more Loved by me, she smiles in the sufferings...
and abandons herself in My arms.
My daughter, to expérience, to posséss what my Will can do...
creatures need to be inside of It.
Otherwise they won't understand a thing.
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