Divine Mercy in My Soul |
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Diary - Sr. Faustina |
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Notebook 2 |
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| 801 | Today, I still managed to pay a short visit to the Lord [in the Eucharist]
before going to bed. My spirit was immersed in Him as in its only
treasure. My heart rested a while near the Heart of my Spouse. I received
light as
to how I should behave toward those around me, and then I returned
to my solitude. The doctor is taking good care of me; all those around
me are
very kind to me. |
| 802 | December 10, [1936]. I got up earlier today and made
my meditation before Holy Mass. Holy Mass is at six o'clock here.
After Holy Communion my spirit was drowned in the Lord as in the sole object
of its love. I felt absorbed by His omnipotence. When I came back
to my
private room, I felt sick and had to lie down at once. The sister [150] brought
me some medication, but I felt bad all day. In the evening, I tried to
make a Holy Hour, but I could not do so; all I could do was unite myself
with the suffering Jesus. |
| 803 | My room is next to the men's ward. I didn't
know that men were such chatterboxes. From morning till late at night,
there is talk about various subjects. The women's ward is much quieter.
It is women who are always blamed for this; but I have had occasion
to be convinced that the opposite is true. It is very difficult for me
to
concentrate on my prayer in the midst of these jokes and this laughter.
They do not disturb me when the grace of God takes complete possession
of me, because then I do not know what is going on around me. |
| 804 | My Jesus,
how little these people talk about You. They talk about everything
but You, Jesus. And if they talk so little [about You], it is quite probable
that they do not think about You at all. The whole world interests
them;
but about You, their Creator, there is silence. Jesus, I am sad to
see this great indifference and ingratitude of creatures. O my Jesus, I
want
to love You for them and to make atonement to You, by my love. Immaculate Conception of the Mother of God. |
| 805 | From early morning, I felt the nearness
of the Blessed Mother. During Holy Mass, I saw Her, so lovely and
so beautiful that I have no words to express even a small part of this
beauty. She was
all [in] white, with a blue sash around Her waist. Her cloak was
also blue, and there was a crown on Her head. Marvelous light streamed
forth from
Her whole figure. I am the Queen of heaven and earth, but especially
the Mother of your [Congregation]. She pressed me to Her heart and said,
I
feel constant compassion for you. I felt the force of Her Immaculate
Heart which was communicated to my soul. Now I understand why I have been
preparing
for this feast for two months and have been looking forward to it
with such yearning. From today onwards, I am going to strive for the greatest
purity of soul, that the rays of God's grace may be reflected in
all their
brilliance. I long to be a crystal in order to find favor in His
eyes.
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| 806 | + That same day, I saw a certain priest [probably Father Sopocko or
Father Andrasz] who was surrounded by the light which flowed from
Her; evidently, this soul loves the Immaculate One. |
| 807 | An extraordinary yearning
fills my soul. I am surprised that it does not separate the soul
from the body. I desire God; I want to become immersed in Him. I understand
that
I am in a terrible exile; my soul aspires for God with all its might.
O you inhabitants of my fatherland, be mindful of this exile! When will
the
veils be lifted for me as well? Although I see and feel to a certain
extent how very thin is the veil separating me from the Lord, I long to
see Him
face to face; but let everything be done according to Your will. |
| 808 | December
11. I could not assist at the whole Mass today; I assisted at only
the most important parts, and after receiving Holy Communion I immediately
returned to my solitude. The presence of God suddenly enveloped me,
and
at the same moment I felt the Passion of the Lord, for a very short
while. During that moment, I attained a more profound knowledge of the
work of
mercy. |
| 809 | During the night, I was suddenly awakened and knew that some
soul was asking me for prayer, and that it was in much need of prayer.
Briefly, but with all my soul, I asked the Lord for grace for her. |
| 810 | The following afternoon, when I entered the ward, I saw someone dying,
and learned that the agony had started during the night. When I verified
it-it had been at the time when I had been asked for prayer. And
just then, I heard a voice in my soul: Say the chaplet which I taught
you. I ran to
fetch my rosary and knelt down by the dying person and, with all
the ardor of my soul, I began to say the chaplet. Suddenly the dying
person opened
her eyes and looked at me; I had not managed to finish the entire
chaplet when she died, with extraordinary peace. I fervently asked the
Lord to
fulfill the promise He had given me for the recitation of the chaplet.
The Lord gave me to know that the soul had been granted the grace
He had promised me. That was the first soul to receive the benefit of
the Lord's
promise. I could feel the power of mercy envelop that soul. |
| 811 | When I
entered my solitude, I heard these words: At the hour of their death,
I defend as My own glory every soul that will say this chaplet; or when
others
say it for a dying person, the indulgence is the same. When this
chaplet is said by the bedside of a dying person, God's anger is placated,
unfathomable
mercy envelops the soul, and the very depths of My tender mercy are
moved for the sake of the sorrowful Passion of My Son. Oh, if only everyone realized how great the Lord's mercy is and how much we all need that mercy, especially at that crucial hour! |
| 812 | + Today I have fought a battle with the spirits
of darkness over one soul. How terribly Satan hates God's mercy!
I see how he opposes this whole work. |
| 813 | + O merciful Jesus, stretched on the
cross, be mindful of the hour of our death. O most merciful Heart
of Jesus, opened with a lance, shelter me at the last moment of my life.
O Blood
and Water, which gushed forth from the Heart of Jesus as a fount
of unfathomable mercy for me at the hour of my death, O dying Jesus, Hostage
of mercy,
avert the Divine wrath at the hour of my death. |
| 814 | + December 12, [1936].
Today, I only received Holy Communion and stayed for a few moments
of the Mass. All my strength is in You, O Living Bread. It would be difficult
for me to live through the day if I did not receive Holy Communion.
It
is my shield; without You, Jesus, I know not how to live. |
| 815 | Jesus, my
Love, today gave me to understand how much He loves me, although
there is such an enormous gap between us, the Creator and the creature;
and yet,
in a way, there is something like equality: love fills up the gap.
He himself descends to me and makes me capable of communing with Him. I
immerse myself
in Him, losing myself as it were; and yet, under His loving gaze,
my soul gains strength and power and an awareness that it loves and is
especially
loved. It knows that the Mighty One protects it. Such prayer, though
short, benefits the soul greatly, and whole hours of ordinary prayer do
not give
the soul that light which is given by a brief moment of this higher
form of prayer. |
| 816 | + This afternoon, I had my first open-air rest [on the sunny
veranda at the sanatorium]. Sister Felicia [151] visited
me today and brought a few necessary things and some lovely apples and
words of greeting from our beloved Mother Superior and dear sisters. December 13, [1936]. Confession before Jesus. |
| 817 | When I reflected that I had not
been to confession for more than three weeks, I wept seeing the sinfulness
of my soul and certain difficulties. I had not gone to confession
because the circumstances made it impossible. On the day of confessions,
I had
been confined to bed. The following week, confessions were in the
afternoon, and I had left for the hospital that morning. This afternoon,
Father Andrasz
came into my room and sat down to hear my confession. Beforehand,
we did not exchange a single word. I was delighted because I was extremely
anxious
to go to confession. As usual, I unveiled my whole soul. Father gave
a reply to each little detail. I felt unusually happy to be able to say
everything
as I did. For penance, he gave me the Litany of the Holy Name of
Jesus. When I wanted to tell him of the difficulty I have in saying this
litany,
he rose and began to give me absolution. Suddenly his figure became
diffused with a great light, and I saw that it was not Father A., but Jesus.
His
garments were bright as snow, and He disappeared immediately. At
first, I was a little uneasy, but after a while a kind of peace entered
my soul;
and I took note of the fact that Jesus heard the confession in the
same way that confessors do; and yet something was wondrously transpiring
in
my heart during this confession; I couldn't at first understand what
it signified. |
| 818 | December 16, [1936]. I have offered this day for Russia.
I have offered all my sufferings and prayers for that poor country.
After Holy Communion, Jesus said to me, I cannot suffer that country any
longer.
Do not tie my hands, My daughter. I understood that if it had not
been for the prayers of souls that are pleasing to God, that whole nation
would
have already been reduced to nothingness. Oh, how I suffer for that
nation which has banished God from its borders! |
| 819 | + O inexhaustible spring of
Divine Mercy, pour yourself out upon us! Your Goodness knows no limits.
Confirm, O Lord, the power of Your mercy over the abyss of my misery,
for You have no limit to Your mercies. Wonderful and matchless is Your
mercy,
astonishing the human and angelic mind. |
| 820 | My Guardian Angel told me to
pray for a certain soul, and in the morning I learned that it was
a man whose agony had begun that very moment. The Lord Jesus makes it known
to
me in a special way when someone is in need of my prayer. I especially
know when my prayer is needed by a dying soul. This happens more
often now than it did in the past. |
| 821 | The Lord Jesus gave me to know how very
pleasing to Him is a soul who lives in accordance with the will of
God. It thereby gives very great glory to God... |
| 822 | I have come to understand
today that even if I did not accomplish any of the things the Lord
is demanding of me, I know that I shall be rewarded as if I had fulfilled
everything,
because He sees the intention with which I begin, and even if He
called me to himself today, the work would not suffer at all by that, because
He himself is the Lord of both the work and the worker. My part is
to love
Him to folly; all works are nothing more than a tiny drop before
Him. It is love that has meaning and power and merit. He has opened up
great horizons
in my soul-love compensates for the chasms. |
| 823 | December 17, [1936]. I
have offered this day for priests. I have suffered more today than
ever before, both interiorly and exteriorly. I did not know it was possible
to suffer so much in one day. I tried to make a Holy Hour, in the
course
of which my spirit had a taste of the bitterness of the Garden of
Gethsemane. I am fighting alone, supported by His arm, against all the
difficulties
that face me like unassailable walls. But I trust in the power of
His name and I fear nothing. |
| 824 | In this seclusion, Jesus himself is my Master.
He himself educates and instructs me. I feel that I am the object
of His special action. For His inscrutable purposes and unfathomable decrees,
He unites me to Himself in a special way and allows me to penetrate
His
incomprehensible mysteries. There is one mystery which unites me
with the Lord, of which no one-not even angels-may know. And even if I
wanted to
tell of it, I would not know how to express it. And yet, I live by
it and will live by it for ever. This mystery distinguishes me from every
other
soul here on earth or in eternity. |
| 825 | + O bright and clear day on which
all my dreams will be fulfilled; O day so eagerly desired, the last
day of my life! I look forward with joy to the last stroke the Divine Artist
will trace on my soul, which will give my soul a unique beauty that
will
distinguish me from the beauty of other souls. O great day, on which
divine love will be confirmed in me. On that day, for the first time, I
shall
sing before heaven and earth the song of the Lord's fathomless mercy.
This is my work and the mission which the Lord has destined for me from
the
beginning of the world. That the song of my soul may be pleasing
to the Holy Trinity, do You, O Spirit of God, direct and form my soul yourself.
I arm myself with patience and await Your coming, O merciful God,
and as
to the terrible pains and fear of death, at this moment more than
at any other time, I trust in the abyss of Your mercy and am reminding
You, O
merciful Jesus, sweet Savior, of all the promises You have made to
me.
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| 826 | This morning I had an adventure. My watch had stopped, and I did not
know when to get up, and I thought of what a misfortune it would
be to miss Holy Communion. It was still dark, so I had no way of knowing
whether
it was time to get up. I dressed, made my meditation and went to
the chapel, but everything was still locked, and silence reigned everywhere.
I steeped
myself in prayer, especially for the sick. I now see how much the
sick have need of prayer. Finally, the chapel was opened. I found it difficult
to pray because I was already feeling very exhausted, and immediately
after
Holy Communion I returned to my room. Then I saw the Lord, who said
to me, Know, My daughter, that the ardor of your heart is pleasing to Me.
And just as you desire ardently to become united with Me in Holy
Communion,
so too do I desire to give Myself wholly to you; and as a reward
for your zeal, rest on My Heart. At that moment, my spirit was immersed
in His Being,
like a drop in a bottomless ocean. I drowned myself in Him as in
my sole treasure. Thus I came to recognize that the Lord allows certain
difficulties
for His greater glory. |
| 827 | December 18, [1936]. Today I felt bad that a
week had gone by and no one had come to visit me. [152] When
I complained to the Lord, He answered, Isn't it enough for you that I visit
you every day? I apologized to the Lord and the hurt vanished. O God, my
strength, You are sufficient for me. |
| 828 | This evening, I learned that a
certain soul was in need of my prayer. I prayed fervently, but felt
that this was still not enough, so I continued to pray for a longer time.
On
the following day, I learned that the agony of a certain soul had
started at just that time and had continued until morning. I recognized
what struggles
it had gone through. In a strange way, the Lord Jesus makes known
to me that a dying soul has need of my prayer. I feel vividly and clearly
that
spirit who is asking me for prayer. I was not aware that souls are
so closely united, and often it is my Guardian Angel who tells me. |
| 829 | During Holy
Mass, the little Infant Jesus brings joy to my soul. Often, distance
does not exist - I see a certain priest who brings Him down. I am awaiting
Christmas
with great yearning; I am living in expectation together with the
Most Holy Mother. |
| 830 | O Light Eternal, who come to this earth, enlighten my
mind and strengthen my will that I may not give up in times of great
affliction. May Your light dissipate all the shadows of doubt. May Your
omnipotence
act through me. I trust in You, O uncreated Light! You, O Infant
Jesus, are a model for me in accomplishing Your Father's will, You, who
said, "Behold,
I come to do Your will." Grant that I also may do God's will faithfully
in all things. O Divine Infant, grant me this grace! |
| 831 | O my Jesus, my
soul was yearning for the days of trial, but do not leave me alone
in the darkness of my soul. Rather, do You hold me firmly, close to Yourself.
Set a guard over my lips, so that the fragrance of my sufferings
may be
known and pleasing to You alone. |
| 832 | O merciful Jesus, how longingly You
hurried to the Upper Room to consecrate the Host that I am to receive
in my life. Jesus, You desired to dwell in my heart. Your living Blood
unites
with mine. Who can understand this close union? My heart encloses
within itself the Almighty, the Infinite One. 0 Jesus, continue to grant
me Your
divine life. Let Your pure and noble Blood throb with all its might
in my heart. I give You my whole being. Transform me into Yourself and
make
me capable of doing Your holy will in all things and of returning
Your love. O my sweet Spouse, You know that my heart knows no one but You.
You
have opened up in my heart an insatiable depth of love for You. From
the very first moment it knew You, my heart has loved You and has lost
itself
in You as its one and only object. May Your pure and omnipotent love
be the driving force of all my actions. Who will ever conceive and understand
the depth of mercy that has gushed forth from Your Heart? |
| 833 | I have experienced
how much envy there is, even in religious life. I see that there
are few truly great souls, ready to trample on everything that is not God.
O soul,
you will find no beauty outside of God. Oh, how fragile is the
foundation of those who elevate themselves at the expense of others! What
a loss!
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| 834 | December 19,[1936]. This evening, I felt in my soul , that a certain
person had need of my prayer. Immediately, I began to pray. Suddenly,
I realize interiorly and am aware of who the spirit is who is asking this
of me; I pray until I feel at peace. There is great help for the
dying
in this chaplet. I often pray for an intention that I have learned
of interiorly. I always pray until I experience in my soul that the prayer
has had its
effect. |
| 835 | Especially now, while I am in this hospital, I experience an
inner communion with the dying who ask me for prayer when their agony
begins. God has given me a wondrous contact with the dying! Since this
has been
happening more frequently, I have been able to verify it, even to
the exact hour. Today I was awakened suddenly at eleven o'clock at night and clearly felt the presence near me of some spirit who was asking me for prayer. Some force simply compelled me to pray. My vision is purely spiritual, by means of a sudden light that God grants me at that moment. I keep on praying until I feel peace in my soul, and not always for an equally long time; because sometimes it happens that with one "Hail Mary" I am already at peace, and then I say the De Profundis and pray no longer. And sometimes it happens that I pray the entire chaplet and only then feel at peace. I have also discovered that if I feel constrained to pray for a longer time; that is to say, I experience interior unrest, the soul is undergoing a greater struggle and is going through a longer final agony. This is how I have verified the exact time: I have a watch, and I look to see what time it is. On the following day, when they tell me about that person's death, I ask them about the time, and it exactly corresponds, as does the length of the person's last agony. They say to me, "Such and such a person died today, but she passed away quickly and peacefully." It sometimes happens that the dying person is in the second or third building away, yet for the spirit, space does not exist. It sometimes happens that I know about a death occurring several hundred kilometers away. This has happened several times with regard to my family and relatives and also sisters in religion, and even souls whom I have not known during their lifetime. O God of fathomless mercy, who allow me to give relief and help to the dying by my unworthy prayer, be blessed as many thousand times as there are stars in the sky and drops of water in all the oceans! Let Your mercy resound throughout the orb of the earth, and let it rise to the foot of Your throne, giving praise to the greatest of Your attributes; that is, Your incomprehensible mercy. O God, this unfathomable mercy enthralls anew all the holy souls and all the spirits of heaven. These pure spirits are immersed in holy amazement as they glorify this inconceivable mercy of God, which in turn arouses even greater admiration in them, and their praise is carried out in a perfect manner. O eternal God, how ardently I desire to glorify this greatest of Your attributes; namely, Your unfathomable mercy. I see all my littleness, and cannot compare myself to the heavenly beings who praise the Lord's mercy with holy admiration. But I, too, have found a way to give perfect glory to the incomprehensible mercy of God. |
| 836 | O most sweet
Jesus, who have deigned to allow miserable me to gain a knowledge
of Your unfathomable mercy; O most sweet Jesus, who have graciously demanded
that
I tell the whole world of Your incomprehensible mercy, this day I
take into my hands the two rays that spring from Your merciful Heart; that
is,
the Blood and the Water; and I scatter them all over the globe so
that each soul may receive Your mercy and, having received it, may glorify
it
for endless ages. O most sweet Jesus who, in Your incomprehensible
kindness, have deigned to unite my wretched heart to Your most merciful
Heart, it
is with Your own Heart that I glorify God, our Father, as no soul
has ever glorified Him before. |
| 837 | December 21, [1936]. The radio is always playing
in the afternoon, so I feel the loss of silence. All morning long,
there is ceaseless talk and noise. My God, I was looking forward to being
in
silence, happy that I should be talking only with the Lord, and here
it is just the opposite. Yet, nothing disturbs me now, neither the talking
nor the radio. In a word-nothing. By the grace of God, when I am
praying
I do not even know where I am; I know only that my soul is united
with the Lord. And thus I pass my days in this hospital. |
| 838 | + I marvel at how
many humiliations and sufferings that priest accepts in this whole
matter. [153] I
see this at particular times, and I support him with my unworthy prayers.
Only God can give one such courage; otherwise one would give up. But I
see with joy that all these adversities contribute to God's greater glory.
The Lord has few such souls. O infinite eternity, you will make manifest
the efforts of heroic souls, because the earth rewards their efforts with
hatred and ingratitude. Such souls do not have friends; they are solitary.
And in this solitude, they gain strength; they draw their strength from
God alone. With humility, but also with courage, they stand firmly in the
face of all the storms that beat upon them. Like high-towering oaks, they
are unmoved. And in this there is just this one secret: that it's from
God that they draw this strength, and everything whatsoever they have need
of, they have for themselves and for others. They not only carry their
own burden, but also know how to take on, and are capable of taking on,
the burdens of others. They are pillars of light along God's ways; they
live in light themselves and shed light upon others. They themselves live
on the heights, and know how to show the way to lesser ones and help them
attain those heights. |
| 839 | + My Jesus, You see that I do not know how to
write well and, on top of that, I don't even have a good pen. And
often it scratches so badly that I must put sentences together, letter
by letter.
And that is not all. I also have the difficulty of keeping secret
from the sisters the things I write down, and so I often have to shut my
notebook
every few minutes and listen patiently to someone's story, and then
the time set aside for writing is gone. And when I shut the notebook suddenly,
the ink smears. I write with the permission of my superiors and at
the
command of my confessor. It is a strange thing: sometimes the writing
goes quite well, but at other times, I can hardly read it myself. |
| 840 | December
23, [1936]. I am spending this time with the Mother of God and preparing
myself for the solemn moment of the coming of the Lord Jesus. The
Mother of God is instructing me in the interior life of the soul with Jesus,
especially
in Holy Communion. It is only in eternity that we shall know the
great mystery effected in us by Holy Communion. O most precious moments
of my
life! |
| 841 | O my Creator, I long for You! You understand me, O Lord of mine!
All that is on earth seems to me like a pale shadow. It is You I
long for and desire. Although You do so inconceivably much for me, for
You yourself
visit me in a special way, yet those visits do not soothe the wound
of the heart, but make me long all the more for You, O Lord. Oh, take me
to
Yourself, Lord, if such is Your will! You know that I am dying, and
I am dying of longing for You; and yet, I cannot die. Death, where are
you?
You draw me into the abyss of Your divinity, and You veil yourself
with darkness. My whole being is immersed in You, yet I desire to see You
face
to face. When will this come about for me? |
| 842 | Sister Chrysostom [154] came
to visit me today. She brought some lemons and apples and a tiny Christmas
tree. I was delighted with them. Through Sister Chrysostom, Mother Superior
asked the doctor [Adam Silberg] to let me come home for Christmas, and
he readily agreed. I was very happy and burst into tears like a little
child. Sister Chrysostom was surprised that I looked so bad and had changed
so much, and she told me, "You know, Little Faustina, probably you will
die. You must be suffering a great deal, Sister." I answered that I was
suffering more that day than on other days, but that it was nothing and
that, for the salvation of souls, it was not too much. O merciful Jesus,
give me the souls of sinners! |
| 843 | December 24, [1936]. During Holy Mass
today, I was united in a particular way with God and His Immaculate
Mother. The humility and love of the Immaculate Virgin penetrated my soul.
The
more I imitate the Mother of God, the more deeply I get to know God.
Oh, what infinite longing envelops my soul! Jesus, how can You still leave
me in this exile? I am dying of longing for You. Every touch of my
soul
by You wounds me immensely. Love and suffering go together; yet I
would not exchange this pain caused by You for any treasure, because it
is the
pain of incomprehensible delights, and these wounds of the soul are
inflicted by a loving hand. |
| 844 | Sister C. [155] came
in the afternoon and took me home for the holydays. I was happy to be reunited
with the community. As we were riding through the city [Cracow], I imagined
it was the town of Bethlehem. As I watched all those people hurrying about,
I thought: who is meditating today, in recollection and silence, on this
inconceivable mystery? O pure Virgin, You are traveling today, and so am
I. I feel that today's journey has its symbolism. O radiant Virgin, pure
as crystal, all immersed in God, I offer You my spiritual life; arrange
everything that it may be pleasing to Your Son. O my Mother, how ardently
I desire that You give me the Infant Jesus during the Midnight Mass. And
I felt such a living presence of God in the depths of my soul, that it
was only by sheer will-power that I restrained my joy in order not to show
outwardly what was going on in my soul. |
| 845 | Before the vigil supper, I
entered the chapel for a moment to break the wafer spiritually with
those dear to my heart. I presented them all, by name, to Jesus and begged
for
graces on their behalf. But that wasn't all. I commended to the Lord
all those who are being persecuted, those who are suffering, those who
do not
know His Name, and especially poor sinners. O little Jesus, I fervently
ask You, enclose them all in the ocean of Your incomprehensible mercy.
O sweet little Jesus, here is my heart; let it be a little cozy dwelling
place for Yourself. O Infinite Majesty, with what sweetness You drew
close to us. Here, there is no dread of the thunderbolts of the great Jehovah;
here, there is the sweet little Jesus. Here, no soul is afraid, although
Your majesty has not lessened, but only concealed itself. After supper,
I felt very tired and was in pain. I had to lie down. But I kept
vigil
with the Most Holy Mother, awaiting the arrival of the little Child. |
| 846 | December 25, [1936]. Midnight Mass. During Mass, God's presence pierced
me through and through. A moment before the Elevation I saw the Mother
of God and the Infant Jesus and the good Old Man [St. Joseph]. The
Most Holy Mother spoke these words to me: My daughter, Faustina, take
this most
precious Treasure, and she gave me the Infant Jesus. When I took
Jesus in my arms, my soul felt such unspeakable joy that I am unable
to describe
it. But, strange thing, after a short while Jesus became awful, horrible-looking,
grown up and suffering; and then the vision vanished, and soon it
was time to go to Holy Communion. When I received the Lord Jesus in Holy
Communion,
my soul trembled under the influence of God's presence. The next
day, I saw the Divine Infant for a brief moment during the Elevation. |
| 847 | On the
second day of the Feast, Father Andrasz came to celebrate Mass for
us, and during Mass I again saw the little Jesus. In the afternoon, I went
to confession. Father did not give an answer to some of my questions
that
concerned this work. He said, "When you recover, we shall talk about it
in concrete terms; and now, try to recover completely. As for the rest,
you know what guidance to follow and what direction to take in these matters." As
penance, Father told me to say the chaplet that Jesus had taught me. |
| 848 | While I was saying the chaplet, I heard a voice which said, Oh, what
great graces I will grant to souls who say this chaplet; the very depths
of My
tender mercy are stirred for the sake of those who say the chaplet.
Write down these words, My daughter. Speak to the world about My mercy;
let all
mankind recognize My unfathomable mercy. It is a sign for the end
times; after it will come the day of justice. While there is still time,
let them
have recourse to the fount of My mercy; let them profit from the
Blood and Water which gushed forth for them. O human souls, where are you going to hide on the day of God's anger? Take refuge now in the fount of God's mercy. O what a great multitude of souls I see! They worshiped the Divine Mercy and will be singing the hymn of praise for all eternity. |
| 849 | December
27. Today, I returned to my place of solitude [her private room at
the sanatorium]. I had a pleasant trip as I travelled with a certain
person[156] who
was taking her baby to be baptized. We gave her a lift as far as
the Church in Podgorze. [157] In
order to get out, she put the baby in my arms. When I took it, I
offered it, with an ardent prayer, to God so that some day it might
give Him special
glory. I felt in my soul that the Lord was looking in a special way
on that little soul. When we arrived on Pradnik, Sister N. [158] helped
me to carry my bundle. When we entered my room, we saw a beautiful
paper angel with the inscription, "Gloria in...... I think it is from the
sick sister to whom I sent the Christmas tree. [159] |
| 850 | And so, the holydays are over. Nothing can still the yearning of
my soul. I long for You, O my Creator and eternal God! Neither celebrations
nor
beautiful hymns soothe my soul; rather, they make me yearn all the
more. At the very mention of Your Name, my spirit springs toward You,
O Lord. |
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Diary, St. Maria Faustina Kowalska,
Divine Mercy In My Soul | |
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