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Dearest child, thank you for your company.

But... if you want your company to be sweet and dear to me, and bearer of relief to my pierced heart, I want to find in you the Divine Will, operating and dominating – and, that you do not surrender even one breath of life to your will. Then will I exchange you with my Son Jesus, because, His Will being in you, in It I will feel Jesus in your heart. 

Oh, how happy I will be to find in you the first fruit of His pains and of His death. In finding my beloved Jesus in my child, my pains will change into joys, and my sorrows into conquests.

Now, listen to me, child of my sorrows. 

As my dear Son breathed His last, He descended into Limbo, triumphant bearer of glory and happiness to that prison in which were all the Patriarchs and the Prophets, the first father Adam, dear Saint Joseph, my holy parents, and all those who had been saved by virtue of the foreseen merits of the future Redeemer. 

I was inseparable from my Son, and not even death could take Him away from me. So, in the ardor of my sorrows I followed Him into Limbo, and was spectator of the feast and thanksgiving which that great crowd of people gave for my Son, who had suffered so much, and whose first step had been toward them, to beatify them and to bring them with Himself into celestial glory. 

So, at His death began the conquests and the glory for Jesus and for all those who loved them. This, dear child, is symbol of how the conquests, the glory and the joy begin in the divine order - even in the midst of the greatest sorrows - when the creature makes her will die through union with the Divine Will. 

So, even though the eyes of my soul followed my Son and I never lost sight of Him, at the same time, during those three days in which He was buried, I felt such yearning to see Him risen, that in the ardor of my love I kept repeating: “Rise, my Glory! Rise, my Life!”

My desires were ardent, my sighs of fire. To the point of feeling consumed. Now, in this yearning, I saw my dear Son, accompanied by that great crowd of people, leaving Limbo and going back to the sepulcher. It was the dawn of the third day, and just as all nature cried over Him, now it rejoiced. So much so, that the sun anticipated its course to be present at the act in which my Son was rising. 

But – oh wonder! 

Before rising again... 

He showed that crowd of people His Most holy Humanity 

- bleeding, wounded, disfigured - the way it had been reduced, 

for love of them and for all. 

All were moved, 

and admired the excesses of love... 

and the great portent of Redemption.

Now my child, oh how I wish you to be present... 

in the act of the Resurrection of my Son! 

He was all Majesty. 

From His Divinity, united to His soul, He unleashed enchanting seas of light and beauty, such as to fill Heaven and earth. Then, triumphantly, making use of His power, He commanded His dead humanity to receive His soul again, and to rise, triumphantly and gloriously, to immortal life. 

What a solemn act! 

My dear Jesus triumphed over death. 

Saying: “Death, you will be death no longer, but life!”

With this act of triumph... 

He placed the seal on the fact that He was Man and God. 

And with His Resurrection, He confirmed His doctrine, His miracles, the life of the Sacraments, and the whole life of the Church. And not only this: He obtained triumph over the human wills, weakened and almost extinguished to true good, to let triumph over them the life of that Divine Will which was to bring the fullness of Sanctity and of all goods to the creatures. 

And at the same time, by virtue of His Resurrection, He sowed the seed of resurrection to eternal glory into the bodies. My child, the Resurrection of my Son encloses everything, and is the most solemn act that he did for love of creatures. 

[mei 1930, dag 28]