*ZEPHANIAH 3:17*
“The Lord your God is in your midst, a mighty one who will save; he will rejoice over you with gladness; he will quiet you by his love; he will exult over you with loud singing.”
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*PICCARRETA:*
Dec. 28. “Dear Little Jesus will bring you as His wish, His love, His baby tears, His wails, His whole life, and will infuse in you His tender and compassionate love for His pains as a baby.”
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*BOH VOL 35 Jan. 16, 1938*
“What more should I tell you about the many times I called you and still call you in all the acts of my Humanity?
I was conceived, and I called you to give you the gift of my Conception. I was born, and I called you more strongly, to the extent of crying, moaning and wailing; to move you to compassion so that you might answer Me soon – to give you the gift of my birth, of my tears, moans and wailings. If my Celestia Mama swaddled Me in bandages, I called you to swaddle you together with Me.
In sum, I called you in every word I said, in every step I took, in every pain I suffered, in every drop of my Blood; I called you even in my last breath on the Cross, to give you everything as a gift.
And to keep you safe, I placed you with Me in the hands of my Celestial Father.
Where didn’t I call you, to give you all that I did, to pour out my Love, to make you feel how much I loved you, to let the sweetness of my enrapturing voice descend into your heart – a voice which enraptures, creates and conquers; to hear your voice telling Me:
“_Here I am. Tell me, Jesus, what do you want?โ_
– as return for my Love and as a promise to accept my gifts, so that I could say:
“_I have been heard. My daughter recognized Me and loves Me…โ_
It is true that these are excesses of our Love, but loving without being recognized and loved… nobody could endure or continue to live.
Therefore, we will continue our follies of love – our stratagems – to give course to our Life of Love.โ
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*PRAYER OF THE DAY:*
“Dearest Jesus, I adore your most holy mouth, and I thank You for your first wails, for the milk You suckled, for all the words You said, for the ardent kisses You gave to your Most Holy Mother, for the food You took, for the bitterness of the gall and of the ardent thirst You suffered on the Cross, and for the prayers You raised to the Father. ”
*Hours of the Passion
20th Hour*