ISAIAH 49:15
“Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne? Though she may forget, I will not forget you!”
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PICCARRETA:
Aug. 5. “I recommend that you never move away from the Divine Will. Live always in Its maternal arms, like a baby in the arms of his mother.”
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BOH VOL 36 Oct. 12, 1938
One who lives abandoned in God finds in Him her Paternity, refuge and hiding place.
I am in the arms of the Divine Volition, although under the nightmare of the hardest sufferings, so as to move to pity the whole Heaven and make It run to my rescue – to give me strength in such a painful state. My Jesus help me, do not abandon me, I feel like succumbing. How hard my state is.
As I was saying this my sweet Jesus, more tenderly than the most tender Mother, stretched His arms out to me and squeezed me, and uniting His tears to mine, all goodness told me:
“Poor daughter of mine, your pains are Mine, and I suffer together with you. Therefore courage, abandon yourself in me and you will find the strength for you sufferings. The soul who abandons herself in me grows like a baby who is kept under the care of his Mommy, who swaddles him to let his members be strengthened, feeds him with her milk, holds him in her arms, kisses him, caresses him; and if he cries she mixes her tears with those of her baby.
So, the mother is the life of her baby. Oh!, if the little one didn’t have his Mother, how badly he would grow without the one who feeds him with her milk; without clothing – without her warmth. He would grow sickly, weak and lonely, only a miracle can make him survive. Such is the soul who lives abandoned in my arms. She has her Jesus, who is more than a Mother for her.
I feed her with the milk of my graces; I swaddle her with the light of my Will, so that she may be strengthened and confirmed in good; I keep her cuddled to my chest, so that she may feel only my love and the ardent beats of my Heart; I rock her in my arms. If she cries I cry with her, so that I feel my life as being more hers, while she grows together with me, and I do with her what I want.
On the other hand, one who doesn’t live abandoned in me lives as though isolated, without milk, with nobody to take care of her existence. The soul who lives abandoned in me finds the refuge from her sufferings; the hiding place in which to hide so that nobody can touch her.”
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PRAYER OF THE DAY:
“My beloved Jesus, l enter into Your Will so that I may secure Your concerns – what You give of love, sanctity, goodness, and all the rest. Your Divine Will takes charge of having them return to You in as many divine acts – You gave divine love, may I give You divine love back. Your Will transforms me into Your sanctity and goodness, may it make me give You back holy and good acts.
Therefore, may my breath, my motion and my steps become pure and holy. May you feel in my acts the similarity with Yours, because they are rendered so by Your Will. So when You receive from me what is Yours, made divine by Your Fiat, may Your interest be settled; May Your love then celebrate, Your glory triumph, as You prepare new surprises of love, gifts and graces.”
Adapted from
BOH VOL 34 Oct. 26,1938