unie 1

You look for your shelter in Me... 

and I look for My shelter in you.

To enjoy My creature and rest in her. So that her love may defend Mine from all the offenses of the creatures. 

You have to know that, each time the creature enters My Will to do her acts, I give her My Divine Life, while she gives Me her human life. Therefore she remains provisioned with a Divine Life for each act done in My Will, and I remain Honored and Glorified, surrounded by many human lives, since one act in My Will must be Complete. 

I give all Myself, not keeping anything of My Supreme Being, and she gives Me all of her human being. What Good does the creature not receive then, by possessing many of My Divine Lives. As she keeps repeating her acts, so many of My Lives are added, and I give virtue to free her life to be able to say: ‘So many Lives I gave her, as many lives she gave Me.'

I can say that I find all My Satisfaction only... 

when I see her giving Me her life in every instant—giving her will. 

Seeing her giving Me her human will, is My Greatest Triumph, and taken by Love I sing My Victory. Victory that costs Me My Life, and a wait of around six thousand years, during which, with so many anxious, bitter, ardent sighs, I yearned for the return of the human will into Mine. 

Having obtained it, I feel the need to rest... 

and sing My Victory. 

Therefore, there is no more Beautiful Joy...

that she can give Me, than Living in My Will. 

And there is no Greater Pain she can give Me... 

than subtracting herself from It. 

I feel this offense coming in the sun, in the wind, in Heaven—even in My Womb: to see the Great Gift of the human will that I gave to the creature, and that was to serve for the exchange of Love and Life between Me and her, being converted into a deadly weapon to wound Me. 

What Pain! 

Now, the soul who comes to Live in My Will, makes such a harsh Pain disappear. 

How then, could I not give all of Myself in her power, and give her what she wants?

[6.8.1938]