*HEBREWS 4:16*
“Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need”.
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*PICCARRETA*:
Jan 6: “With all my heart I pray and will pray for you. And you, be good — dignified. Always pray to Jesus that He may assist you.”
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*BOH VOL 3 Jan. 6, 1900*
This morning I received Communion, and as I found myself together with Jesus, the Queen Mama was also there, and – oh, marvel! – I looked at the Mother and I could see Her Heart transmuted into Baby Jesus; I looked at the Son and I could see the Mother in the Heart of the Baby.
In the meantime, I remembered that today is the Epiphany, and in the example of the Holy Magi, I was to offer something to Baby Jesus, but I saw myself as having nothing to give Him.
So, in seeing my misery, the thought came to me of offering *my body as myrrh,* with all the sufferings of the twelve years in which I had been in bed, ready to suffer and to remain there as much longer as He pleased; *as gold, the pain I feel* when He deprives me of His presence, which is the most painful and sorrowful thing for me; *as incense, my poor prayers,* united to those of the Queen Mama, so that they might be more pleasing to Baby Jesus.
So I made the offering with full confidence that the Baby would accept everything Jesus seemed to accept my poor offerings with great pleasure, but that which He enjoyed the most was the confidence with which I had offered them.
Then He said to me: “Confidence has two arms: with one it embraces my Humanity, and it uses my Humanity as a staircase in order to ascend to my Divinity; with the other it embraces the Divinity and draws celestial graces in torrents, in such a way that the soul remains all inundated within the Divine Being.
When the soul is confident, she is certain to obtain what she asks. I let my arms be bound, I let her do whatever she wants, I let her penetrate even into my Heart, and I let her take, by herself, that which she has asked from Me. If I did not do so, I would feel Myself in a state of violence.”
While He was saying this, many rivulets of a liqueur (I call it “liqueur‟, but I can’t really tell what it was) came out from the breast of the Baby and of the Mother, which inundated my soul completely. Then the Queen Mother disappeared.
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*PRAYER OF THE DAY:*
“My Jesus, You who love and want that your Will be done, help me, assist me, and feed me this Will of Yours in every instant, so that nothing else may have life in me.‟
Adapted from
*BOH VOL 17, Feb. 22, 1925*