Divine Mercy in My Soul |
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Diary - Sr. Faustina |
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Notebook 2 |
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| 901 | + There is a certain person [Stanislava Kwietniewska [163]]
who tests my patience. I must devote much time to her. When I talk with
her, I feel that she is lying, and this, continually. And because she tells
me about things far away which I cannot verify, she is able to get away
with the lie. But I am inwardly convinced that there is no truth in what
she says. When it occurred to me once that I might be mistaken and that
she might be telling the truth, I asked the Lord Jesus to give me the following
sign: if she is really lying, let her admit to me herself that she has
lied about any one of the things ; concerning which I am inwardly convinced
that she is lying. And if she is telling the truth, let the Lord Jesus
take this conviction away from me. A little later, she came to me again
and said, "Sister, I beg your forgiveness, but I have lied about such and
such a thing," and I understood that the inner light concerning that person
had not misled me. |
| 902 | January
29, 1937. I overslept today. A little longer, and I would have been
too late for Holy Communion because the chapel is
a good distance from our section. [164] When
I went outdoors, the snow was knee-deep. But before it occurred to me that
the doctor would not have allowed ! me to go out in such snow, I had already
come to the Lord in the chapel. I received Holy Communion and was back
in no time. I heard these words in my soul: My daughter, rest close
to My Heart. Known to Me are your efforts. My soul is more joyful when I am
close to the Heart of my God. January 30, 1937. One-day retreat. |
| 903 | I
am coming to know God's greatness more and more and to rejoice in
Him. I remain unceasingly with Him in the depths of my heart. It is
in my own
soul that I most easily find God. |
| 904 | During
my meditation, I heard these words: My daughter, you give Me most glory
by patiently submitting to My
will, and you win for yourself greater merit than that which any
fast or mortification could ever gain for you. Know, My daughter, that
if you submit
your will to Mine, you draw upon yourself My special delight. This
sacrifice is pleasing to Me and full of sweetness. I take great pleasure
in it; there
is power in it. |
| 905 | + Examination
of conscience: continuation of the same, to unite myself to the Merciful
Christ. Practice: interior silence; that
is, strict observance of silence. |
| 906 | +
In difficult moments, I will fix my gaze upon the silent Heart of Jesus,
stretched upon the Cross, and from
the exploding flames of His merciful Heart, will flow down upon me
power and strength to keep fighting. |
| 907 | An
extraordinary thing, [that] in winter a canary comes to my window and
sings beautifully for a while. I have tried
to check whether there is a canary in a cage somewhere around, but
there is none anywhere, not even in the neighboring ward. One of the
other patients
also heard it, but only once, and wondered how a canary could be
singing in this freezing season of the year. |
| 908 | +
O Jesus, how sorry I feel for poor sinners. Jesus, grant them contrition
and repentance. Remember Your
own sorrowful Passion. I know Your infinite mercy and cannot bear
it that a soul that has cost You so much should perish. Jesus, give
me the souls
of sinners; let Your mercy rest upon them. Take everything away from
me, but give me souls. I want to become a sacrificial host for sinners.
Let
the shell of my body conceal my offering, for Your Most Sacred Heart
is also hidden in a Host, and certainly You are a living sacrifice. Transform me into Yourself, O Jesus, that I may be a living sacrifice and pleasing to You. I desire to atone at each moment for poor sinners. The sacrifice of my spirit is hidden under the veil of the body; the human eye does not perceive it, and for that reason it is pure and pleasing to You. O my Creator and Father of great mercy, I trust in You, for You are Goodness Itself. Souls, do not be afraid of God, but trust in Him, for He is good, and His mercy is everlasting. |
| 909 | +
We know each other mutually, O Lord, in the dwelling of my heart. Yes,
now it is I who am receiving You as a Guest
in the little home of my heart, but the time is coming when You will
call me to Your dwelling place, which You have prepared for me from
the beginning
of the world. Oh, what am I compared to You, O Lord? |
| 910 | The
Lord is leading me into a world unknown to me. He makes known to me
His great grace, but
I am afraid of it and will not submit to its influence in so far
as it may be in my power, until I am assured by my spiritual director
as to what
this grace is. |
| 911 | On one occasion,
God's presence pervaded my whole being, and my mind was mysteriously
enlightened in respect to His Essence. He
allowed me to understand His interior life. In spirit, I saw the
Three Divine Persons, but Their Essence was One. He is One, and One
only, but
in Three Persons; none of Them is either greater or smaller; there
is no difference in either beauty or sanctity, for They are One. They
are absolutely
One. His Love transported me into this knowledge and united me with
Himself. When I was united to One, I was equally united to the Second
and to the
Third in such a way that when we are united with One, by that very
fact, we are equally united to the two Persons in the same way as with
the One.
Their will is One, one God, though in Three Persons. When One of
the Three Persons communicates with a soul, by the power of that one
will, it finds
itself united with the Three Persons and is inundated in the happiness
flowing from the Most Holy Trinity, the same happiness that nourishes
the saints. This same happiness that streams from the Most Holy Trinity
makes
all creation happy; from it springs that life which vivifies and
bestows all life which takes its beginning from Him. In these moments,
my soul
experienced such great divine delights that I find this difficult
to express.
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| 912 | Then I heard the following
words spoken thus: I want you to be My spouse. Fear pierced my soul,
but I calmly continued to reflect on what sort of
an espousal this could be. However, each time fear would invade my
soul, a power from on high would give it peace. After all, I have taken
perpetual
vows, and I have taken them of my own completely free will. And so
I continued to reflect on what this could mean. I sensed, and came
to realize, that
this was some special kind of grace. Whenever I think about it, I
feel faint for God, but in this swooning, my mind is clear and penetrated
with
light. When I am united to Him, I faint from an abundance of happiness,
but my mind is bright and clear and free from all shadows. You abase
Your majesty to dwell with a poor creature. Thank you, O Lord, for
this great
grace that makes it possible for me to commune with You. Jesus, Your
Name is my delight, I have a presentiment of my Beloved from afar,
and my languishing
soul rests in His embrace; I don't know how to live without Him.
I would rather be with Him in afflictions and suffering than without
Him in the
greatest heavenly delights. |
| 913 | February
2, 1937. Today, from early morning, Divine absorption penetrates my
soul. During Mass, I thought I would see
the little Jesus, as I often do; however, today during Holy Mass
I saw the Crucified Jesus. Jesus was nailed to the cross and was in
great agony.
His suffering pierced me, soul and body, in a manner which was invisible,
but nevertheless most painful. |
| 914 | Oh,
what awesome mysteries take place during Mass! A great mystery is accomplished
in the Holy Mass. With what
great devotion should we listen to and take part in this death of
Jesus. One day we will know what God is doing for us in each Mass,
and what sort
of gift He is preparing in it for us. Only His divine love could
permit that such a gift be provided for us. O Jesus, my Jesus, with
what great
pain is my soul pierced when I see this fountain of life gushing
forth with such sweetness and power for each soul, while at the same
time I see
souls withering away and drying up through their own fault. O Jesus,
grant that the power of mercy embrace these souls. |
| 915 | +
O Mary, today a terrible sword has pierced Your holy soul. Except for
God, no one knows of Your
suffering. Your soul does not break; it is brave, because it is with
Jesus. Sweet Mother, unite my soul to Jesus, because it is only then
that I will
be able to endure all trials and tribulations, and only in union
with Jesus will my little sacrifices be pleasing to God. Sweetest Mother,
continue
to teach me about the interior life. May the sword of suffering never
break me. O pure Virgin, pour courage into my heart and guard it. |
| 916 | This
day is so special for me; even though I encountered so many sufferings,
my
soul is overflowing with great joy. In a private room next to mine,
there was a Jewish woman who was seriously ill. I went to see her three
days
ago and was deeply pained at the thought that she would soon die
without having her soul cleansed by the grace of Baptism. I had an
understanding
with her nurse, a [religious] Sister, that when her last moment would
be approaching, she would baptize her. There was this difficulty however,
that there were always some Jewish people with her. However, I felt
inspired
to pray before the image which Jesus had instructed me to have painted.
I have a leaflet with the Image of the Divine Mercy on the cover.
And I said to the Lord, "Jesus, You yourself told me that You would grant many
graces through this image. I ask You, then, for the grace of Holy Baptism
for this Jewish lady. It makes no difference who will baptize her, as long
as she is baptized. After these words, I felt strangely at peace, and I was quite sure that, despite the difficulties, the waters of Holy Baptism would be poured upon her soul. That night, when she was very low, I got out of bed three times to see her, watching for the right moment to give her this grace. The next morning, she seemed to feel a little better. In the afternoon her last moment began to approach. The Sister who was her nurse said that Baptism would be difficult because they were with her. The moment came when the sick woman began to lose consciousness, and as a result, in order to save her, they began to run about; some [went] to fetch the doctor, while others went off in other directions to find help. And so the patient was left alone, and Sister baptized her, and before they had all rushed back, her soul was beautiful, adorned with God's grace. Her final agony began immediately, but it did not last long. It was as if she fell asleep. All of a sudden, I saw her soul ascending to heaven in wondrous beauty. Oh, how beautiful is a soul with sanctifying grace! Joy flooded my heart that before this image I had received so great a grace for this soul. |
| 917 | Oh, how
great is God's mercy; let every soul praise it. O my Jesus, that soul
for all eternity will be singing You a hymn of
mercy. I shall not forget the impression this day has made on my
soul. This is the second great grace which I have received here for
souls before
this image. Oh, how good the Lord is, and how full of compassion; Jesus, how heartily I thank You for these graces. |
| 918 | February
5, 1937. My Jesus, in spite of everything, I desire very much to unite
myself to You. Jesus,
if this be possible, take me to Yourself, for it seems to me that
my heart will burst of longing for You! Oh, how very much I feel that I am in exile! When will I find myself in the house of our Father, delighting in the happiness that streams from the Most Holy Trinity? But, if it is Your will that I still go on living and suffering, then I desire what You have destined for me. Keep me here on earth for as long as You wish, even though this be until the end of the world. O will of my Lord, be my delight and the rapture of my soul. Although the earth is so filled with people, I feel all alone, and the earth is a terrible desert to me. 0 Jesus, Jesus, You know and understand the fervors of my heart; You, O Lord, alone can fill me. |
| 919 | + Today, when I warned
a certain young lady that she should not be standing for hours in the
corridor with the men, because it was unbecoming
for a well-bred young lady to do so, she apologized and promised
to correct herself. She began to cry when she became aware of her thoughtlessness.
As I was saying these few things to her concerning moral behavior,
all
the men from the ward came over and listened to my words of advice.
The Jewish people even heard a few things about themselves. A certain
person
told me afterwards that they put their ears against the wall and
listened attentively. I somehow felt they were listening, but I said
what I had
to say. The walls are so thin here that one can be heard, even when
speaking in a low voice. |
| 920 | +There
is a woman here [165] who
was once one of our students. Naturally, she puts my patience to the test.
She comes to see me several times a day. After each of these visits I am
tired out, but I see that the Lord Jesus has sent that soul to me. Let
everything glorify You, O Lord. Patience gives glory to God. O how poor
the souls are! |
| 921 | February
6, [1937]. Today, the Lord said to me, My daughter, I am told
that there is much simplicity in you, so why do you not tell
Me about everything that concerns you, even the smallest details?
Tell Me about everything, and know that this will give Me great
joy. I answered, "But
You know about everything, Lord." And Jesus replied to me, Yes, I do know;
but you should not excuse yourself with the fact that I know, but with
childlike simplicity talk to Me about everything, for My ears and heart
are inclined towards you, and your words are dear to Me. |
| 922 | +
When I began this big novena for three intentions, I saw a tiny insect
on the ground
and thought: how did it get here in the middle of winter? Then I
heard the following words in my soul: You see, I am thinking
of it and sustaining
it, and what is it compared to you? Why was your soul fearful for
a moment? I apologized to the Lord for that moment. Jesus wants me
to always be a
child and to leave all care to Him, and to submit blindly to His
holy will. He took everything upon Himself. |
| 923 | February
7, [1937]. Today, the Lord said to me, I demand of you a perfect and
whole-burnt offering; an offering
of the will. No other sacrifice can compare with this one. I myself
am directing your life and arranging things in such a way that you
will be
for Me a continual sacrifice and will always do My will. And for
the accomplishment of this offering, you will unite yourself with Me
on the Cross. I know
what you can do. I myself will give you many orders directly, but
I will delay the possibility of their being carried out and make it
depend on
others. But what the superiors will not manage to do, I myself will
accomplish directly in your soul. And in the most hidden depths of
your soul, a perfect
holocaust will be carried out, not just for a while, but know, My
daughter, that this offering will last until your death. But there
is time, so that
I the Lord will fulfill all your wishes. I delight in you as in a
living host; let nothing terrify you; I am with you. |
| 924 | Today,
I received a note from Mother Superior forbidding me to go to the bedside
of the dying. And
so, I will send to the dying obedience in place of self, and it will
support the souls who are dying. Such is God's will, and that is enough
for me.
That which I cannot understand now I will learn later. |
| 925 | February
7, 1937. Today, I prayed more fervently than ever for the Holy Father
[Pius
XI] and three priests [166] that
God would inspire them as to what He is asking of me, for the realization
of this depends on them. Oh, how happy I am that the Holy Father's health
is improving. Today I heard him addressing the Eucharistic
Congress, [167] and
I went there in spirit to receive the Apostolic Blessing. |
| 926 | February
9,[1937]. Shrove Tuesday. During the last two days of the carnival, I experienced
the overwhelming
flood of chastisements and sins. In one instant the Lord gave me a knowledge
of the sins committed throughout the whole world during these days. I fainted
from fright, and even though I know the depth of God's mercy, I was surprised
that God allows humanity to exist. And the Lord gave me to know who it is that
upholds the existence of mankind: it is the chosen souls. When the number of
the chosen ones is complete, the world will cease to exist. |
| 927 | On
these two
days, I received Holy Communion as an act of reparation, and
I said to the Lord, "Jesus, I offer everything today for sinners. Let the blows
of Your justice fall on me, and the sea of Your mercy engulf the poor sinners." And
the Lord heard my prayer: many souls returned to the Lord, but I was in agony
under the yoke of God's justice. I felt I was the object of the anger of the
Most High God. By evening my sufferings had reached such a stage of interior
desolation that moans welled up involuntarily from my breast. I locked the door
of my room and began an adoration; that is to say, a Holy Hour. Interior desolation
and an experience of God's justice-that was my prayer; and the moans and pain
that welled up from my soul took the place of a sweet conversation with the Lord.
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| 928 | Then suddenly I saw the Lord, who
clasped me to His Heart and said to me, My daughter, do not weep,
for I cannot bear your tears. I will grant you everything
you ask for, but stop crying. And I was filled with great joy, and my spirit,
as usual, was drowned in Him as in its only treasure. Today, encouraged by His
kindness, I conversed with Jesus at greater length. |
| 929 | When
I had rested near
His sweetest Heart, I told Him, "Jesus, I have so much to tell You." And the
Lord said to me with great love, Speak, My daughter. And I started to enumerate
the pains of my heart; that is,
how greatly concerned I am for all mankind, that "they all do not know You, and
those who do know You do not love You as You deserve to be loved. I also see
how terribly sinners offend You; and then again, I see how severely the faithful,
especially Your servants, are oppressed and persecuted. And then, too, I see
many souls rushing headlong into the terrible abyss of hell. You see, Jesus,
this is the pain that gnaws at my heart and bones. And, although You show me
special love and inundate my heart with streams of Your joys, nevertheless, this
does not appease the sufferings I have just mentioned, but rather they penetrate
my poor heart all the more acutely. Oh, how ardently I desire that all mankind
turn with trust to Your mercy. Then, seeing the glory of Your name, my heart
will be comforted." Jesus listened to these outpourings of my heart with gravity and interest, as if He had known nothing about them, and this seemed to make it easier for me to talk. And the Lord said to me, My daughter, those words of your heart are pleasing to Me, and by saying the chaplet you are bringing humankind closer to Me. After these words, I found myself alone, but the presence of God is always in my soul. |
| 930 | + O my Jesus,
although I will go to You, and You will fill me with Yourself, and that will
make my happiness complete, I will nevertheless
not forget about humanity. I desire to draw aside the veils of heaven, so that
the earth would have no doubts about The Divine Mercy. My repose is in proclaiming
Your mercy. The soul gives the greatest glory to its Creator when it turns with
trust to The Divine Mercy. |
| 931 | February
10, [1937]. Today is Ash Wednesday. During Holy Mass, I felt for a short time the Passion of Jesus in my members. Lent is a very special time for the work of priests. We should assist them in rescuing souls. |
| 932 | A few days
ago, I wrote to my director [probably Father Andrasz [168]],
asking permission for some little mortifications during Lent. As I did not have
the doctor's permission to go to town, I had to do this by letter. But Ash Wednesday
is already here, and I still have no answer. This morning after Holy Communion,
I asked Jesus to inspire my director with His light so that he would answer me,
and I knew in my soul that Father was not against my practicing these mortifications
for which I had asked permission, and that he would give his permission. So,
in peace, I began to undertake these practices. That same afternoon I received
a letter from Father, saying that he readily gives me permission to undertake
those practices for which I had asked permission. I was very pleased that my
interior knowledge was in agreement with my spiritual Father's opinion. |
| 933 | Then
I heard the following words in my soul: You will receive a greater reward for
your obedience and subjection to your confessor than you will for the practices
which you will be carrying out. Know this, My daughter, and act accordingly:
anything, no matter how small it be, that has the seal of obedience to My representative
is pleasing to Me and great in My eyes. |
| 934 | Small
practices for Lent. Although I wish and desire to do so, I cannot practice
big mortifications as before, because
I am under the strict surveillance of the doctor. But I can practice little things:
first-sleep without a pillow; keep myself a little hungry; every day, with my
arms outstretched, say the chaplet which the Lord taught me; occasionally, with
arms outstretched, for an indefinite period of time pray informally. Intention:
to beg divine mercy for poor sinners, and for priests, the power to bring sinful
hearts to repentance. |
| 935 | My contact
with the dying is, just as it has been in the past, very close. I often accompany
a person who is dying far away, but my
greatest joy is when I see the promise of mercy fulfilled in these souls. The
Lord is faithful; what He once ordains-He fulfills. |
| 936 | +
A certain person in our ward was beginning to die. Amidst terrible tortures,
she was dying for three
days, sometimes regaining consciousness. Everyone in the ward was praying for
her. I longed to go to her, but Mother Superior had forbidden me to go to visit
the dying, so I prayed for that poor soul in my room. But when I heard that she
was still in agony, and there was no saying how long it was going to take, I
suddenly felt inspired in
my soul and said to the Lord, "Jesus, if all I do is pleasing to You, I ask You,
as evidence, to let that soul stop suffering and pass on immediately to her happy
eternity." A few minutes later I learned that the person had passed away so peacefully
and quickly that they did not even have time to light the candle. |
| 937 | +
I will
say
a word more about my spiritual director [Father Andrasz or Father Sopocko [169]].
It is strange that there are so few priests who know how to pour power, strength
and courage into a soul so that it can make constant progress without getting
tired. Under such direction a soul, even of lesser strength, can do much for
the glory of God. And here I discovered a secret; namely, that the confessor,
or rather the spiritual director, does not make light of the trifles that the
soul brings to him. And when the soul notices that it is being controlled in
this, it begins to exert itself and does not omit the slightest opportunity to
practice virtue and also avoids the smallest faults. And from these efforts,
as with little stones, there rises within the soul a most beautiful temple. On
the contrary, if the soul notices that the confessor neglects these little things,
it likewise neglects them and ceases to give an account of them to the confessor
and, worse still, will begin to grow negligent in little things. Thus, instead
of going forward, it gradually retreats backward and becomes aware of the situation
only when it has already fallen into some serious trouble. Here, a serious question
poses itself: who is at fault, the soul in question or the confessor; that is
to say, the director? It seems to me that all the blame should be put on the
imprudent director; the soul's only fault is to have taken upon itself the choice
of a director. ! The director could well have led the soul along the road of
God's will to sanctity. |
| 938 | The soul
should have prayed ardently and at greater length for a director and should
have asked the Lord himself to choose a spiritual
director for it. What begins in God will be godly, and what begins in a purely
human manner will remain human. God is so merciful that, in order to help a soul
He himself chooses the spiritual guide and will enlighten the soul concerning
the one before whom it should uncover the most hidden depths of its soul just
as it sees itself before the Lord Jesus himself. And when the soul considers
and recognizes that God has been arranging all this, it should pray fervently
for the confessor that he might have the divine light to know it well. And let
it not change such a director except for a serious reason. Just as it had prayed
fervently and at great length in order to learn God's will before choosing a
director, so too should it pray fervently and at great length to discern whether
it is truly God's will that he leave this director and choose another. If God's
will is not absolutely clear, he should not make this change, for a person will
not go far by himself, and Satan wants just this: to have the person who is aspiring
for sanctity direct himself because then, without doubt, he will never attain
it. |
| 939 | There is an exception [to this],
and that is when God himself directs the person, but the director will immediately
recognize that the person in question
is being guided by God himself. God will allow him to know this clearly and distinctly,
and such a person should be even more under the director's control than anyone
else. In this case, the director does not so much guide and point out the road
along which the soul is to journey; but rather, he judges and confirms that the
soul is following the right path and is being led by a good spirit. In this situation, the director should be not only holy, but also experienced and prudent, and the soul should give priority to his opinion over that of God himself, for then the soul will be safe from illusions and deviations. A soul that will not fully submit its inspirations to the strict control of the Church; that is, to the director, clearly shows by this that a bad spirit is guiding it. The director should be extremely prudent in such cases and test the soul's obedience. Satan can even clothe himself in a cloak of humility, but he does not know how to wear the cloak of obedience and thus his evil designs will be disclosed. But the director should not be overly afraid of such a soul, because if God puts that special soul in his care, He will also give him great divine light regarding it, for otherwise how could he deal wisely with the great mysteries which take place between the soul and God. |
| 940 | I myself suffered a
great deal and was much tried in this respect. Therefore, I am writing only
about what I myself have experienced. It was only
after many novenas, prayers and penances that God sent me a priest who understood
my soul. Oh, there would be many more saintly souls if there were more experienced
and saintly confessors. Many a soul, earnestly striving for sanctity, cannot
manage by itself during times of trial and abandons the road to perfection. |
| 941 | O Jesus, give us fervent and holy priests! Oh, how great is the dignity of the
priest, but at the same time, how great is his responsibility! Much has been
given you, O priest, but much will also be demanded of you.... |
| 942 | February
11, [1937]. Today is Friday. During Mass, I suffered pain in my body: in
my hands,
my feet and my side. Jesus is sending me this kind of suffering that I may make
reparation for sinners. The pain is brief, but very severe. I do not suffer for
more than a couple of minutes, but the impression remains for a long time and
is very vivid. |
| 943 | + Today, I feel such
desolation in my soul that I do not know how to explain it even to myself.
I would like to hide from people and cry endlessly.
No one understands a heart wounded by love, and when such a heart feels itself
abandoned interiorly, no one can comfort it. O souls of sinners, you have taken
the Lord away from me, but all right, all right; you get to know how sweet the
Lord is, and let the whole sea of bitterness flood my heart. I have given all
my divine comforts to you. |
| 944 | + There
are moments when I mistrust myself, when I feel my own weakness and wretchedness
in the most profound depths of my own
being, and I have noticed that I can endure such moments only by trusting in
the infinite mercy of God. Patience, prayer and silence-these are what give strength
to the soul. There are moments when one should be silent, and when it would be
inappropriate to talk with creatures; these are the moments when one is dissatisfied
with oneself, and when the soul feels as weak as a little child. Then the soul
clings to God with all its might. At such times, I live solely by faith, and
when I feel strengthened by God's grace, then I am more courageous in speaking
and communicating with my neighbors. |
| 945 | In
the evening, the Lord said to me, My child, rest on My Heart; I see
that you have worked hard in My vineyard. And
my soul was flooded with divine joy. |
| 946 | February
12, [1937]. Today, the presence of God is piercing me through and through,
like a ray from the sun. My soul is
longing for God so intensely that I fall into a swoon every now and then. I feel
Eternal Love touching my heart, and my littleness cannot bear it, and this causes
me to swoon. Still, my interior strength is great, and my soul wants to match
the Love with which it is loved. The soul at such moments has a very deep knowledge
of God, and the more it comes to know Him, the purer and more fervent does its
love for Him become. How unfathomable are the mysteries of the soul and God!
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| 947 | Sometimes there are whole hours when
my soul is lost in wonder at seeing the infinite majesty of God abasing Itself
to the level of my soul. Unending
is my interior astonishment that the Most High Lord is pleased in me and tells
me so Himself. And I immerse myself even deeper in my nothingness, because I
know what I am of myself. Still I must say that I, in return, love my Creator
to folly with every beat of my heart and with every nerve; my soul unconsciously
drowns, drowns... in Him. I feel that nothing will separate me from the Lord,
neither heaven nor earth, neither the present nor the future. Everything may
change, but love never, never; it is always the same. He, the Immortal Mighty
One, makes His will known to me that I may love Him very specially, and He himself
makes my soul capable of the kind of love with which He wants me to love Him.
I bury myself more and more in Him, and I fear nothing. Love has overtaken my whole heart, and even if I were to be told of God's justice and of how even the pure spirits tremble and cover their faces before Him, saying endlessly, "Holy," which would seem to suggest that my familiarity with God would be to the detriment of His honor and majesty, [I would reply,] "O no, no, and once again, no!" In pure love, there is room for everything: the highest praise and the deepest adoration, yet the soul is immersed in Him in deepest peace through love; and the words of people, speaking from the exterior, have no effect upon that soul. What they tell the soul about God is but a pale shadow in comparison to its own experience of Him; and it is often surprised how other people can be struck with admiration at what someone else says about God when, for this soul, it is nothing special, as it knows that what can be put into words is not yet that great. So this soul listens to everything with respect, but has its own special life in God. |
| 948 | February 13, [1937]. Today, during the Passion Service, [170] I
saw Jesus being tortured and crowned with thorns and holding a reed in His hand.
Jesus was silent as the soldiers were bustling about, vying with each other in
torturing Him. Jesus said nothing, but just looked at me, and in that gaze I
felt His pain, so terrible that we have not the faintest idea of how much He
suffered for us before He was crucified. My soul was filled with pain and longing;
in my soul, I felt great hatred for sin, and even the smallest infidelity on
my part seemed to me like a huge mountain for which I must expiate by mortification
and penance. When I see Jesus tormented, my heart is torn to pieces, and I think:
what will become of sinners if they do not take advantage of the Passion of Jesus?
In His Passion, I see a whole sea of mercy. + J.M.J. February 12, 1937 + The Love of God is the flower - Mercy the fruit. |
| 949 | Let
the doubting soul read these
considerations on Divine Mercy and become trusting. [171] Divine Mercy, gushing forth from the bosom of the Father, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, greatest attribute of God, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, incomprehensible mystery, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, fount gushing forth from the mystery of the Most Blessed Trinity, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, unfathomed by any intellect, human or angelic, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, from which wells forth all life and happiness, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, better than the heavens, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, source of miracles and wonders, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, encompassing the whole universe, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, descending to earth in the Person of the Incarnate Word, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, which flowed out from the open wound of the Heart of Jesus, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, enclosed in the Heart of Jesus for us, and especially for sinners, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, unfathomed in the institution of the Sacred Host, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, in the founding of Holy Church, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, in the Sacrament of Holy Baptism, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, in our justification through Jesus Christ, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, accompanying us through our whole life, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, embracing us especially at the hour of death, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, endowing us with immortal life, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, accompanying us every moment of our life, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, shielding us from the fire of hell, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, in the conversion of hardened sinners, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, astonishment for Angels, incomprehensible to Saints, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, unfathomed in all the mysteries of God, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, lifting us out of every misery, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, source of our happiness and joy, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, in calling us forth from nothingness to existence, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, embracing all the works of His hands, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, crown of all of God's handiwork, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, in which we are all immersed, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, sweet relief for anguished hearts, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, only hope of despairing souls, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, repose of hearts, peace amidst fear, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, delight and ecstasy of holy souls, I trust in You. Divine Mercy, inspiring hope against all hope, I trust in You. |
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Eternal God, in whom mercy is endless and the treasury of compassion inexhaustible,
look kindly
upon us and increase Your mercy in us, that in difficult moments we might not
despair nor become despondent, but with great confidence submit ourselves to
Your holy will, which is Love and Mercy itself. |
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