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This I did with the Queen of Heaven.

I wanted the prolixity of fifteen years of life - pure, holy and all of Divine Will, in order to descend from Heaven to earth into Her virginal womb. I could have done it before, but I did not want to. 

First I wanted Her acts of assurance, and the prolixity of Her holy life... almost to give Her the right... to be My Mama... and for My infinite Wisdom to have reason for having operated unheard-of prodigies in Her. 

And is this perhaps not the cause...

—the long prolixity of the long sufferings, for I wanted to be sure about you, and not with words, but with fácts—...was it perhaps not the cause of My many visits and of the many truths I have manifested to you in the prolixity of your sacrificed life? 

I can say that I made Myself seen and I spoke to you from the center of the stake of your sacrifice. And when I hear you say: ‘Is it possible, my Jesus, that my exile be so long? How can You not have pity on me?’—do you know what I say? ‘Ah! My daughter does not know well the secret that a prolonged sacrifice contains!’ 

And the longer it is... 

the greater are Our designs to be fulfilled. 

Therefore, trust Me, and let Me do.

[27.5.1931]