James 1:17
“Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.”
____________
Piccarreta:
June 10. “Let us not change in the different circumstances of life; many times, they serve to make us copy and imitate our dear Jesus.”
______________
BOH VOL 17 Nov. 27, 1924
The immutability of God and the mutability of creatures.
I was thinking about the immutability of God and the mutability of creatures. What difference! Now, while I was thinking about this, my always benign Jesus moved in my interior, saying to me:
“My daughter, look: there is not one point in which my Being is not present. I have no place where to oscillate, either to the right, or to the left, or to the back – no empty space which is not filled with Me.
Finding not one point in which I am not present, my firmness feels unshakeable. This is my eternal immutability. This immense immutability renders Me immutable in pleasures: what I like, I like always; immutable in loving, in enjoying, in wanting: once I have loved, enjoyed, wanted something, there is no danger that I may ever change.
In order to change, I would have to restrict my immensity – which I cannot do, nor do I want to. My immutability is the most beautiful halo, which crowns my head, extends under my feet, and renders eternal homage to my immutable Sanctity.
Tell me: is there perhaps one point in which you do not find Me?” As He was saying this, this divine immutability made itself present before my mind. But who can say what I comprehended? I fear that I may speak nonsense, therefore I move on.
In speaking about the mutability of the creature, [He said]: “Poor creature! How tiny is her little place! And as tiny as it is, her place is not even stable and fixed: today she is at one point, tomorrow she is flung to another. This is also the reason why today she loves, she likes someone, something or some place; tomorrow she changes and maybe even despises what yesterday she liked and loved.
But do you know what renders the poor creature mutable? It is her human will that renders her fickle in love, in pleasures, in the good she does. The human will is like an impetuous wind which moves the creature at every blow like an empty reed – now to the right, now to the left.
This is why, in creating her, I wanted her to live of my Will – so that, arresting this impetuous wind of the human will, It might render her firm in good, stable in love, holy in operating. I wanted to let her live in the immense territory of my immutability. But the creature was not content; she wanted her own tiny little place, and rendered herself the amusement of herself, of others, and of her very passions.
This is why I pray – I supplicate the creature to take this Will of Mine, to make It her own, that she may return into that immutable Will from which she came, so that she may no longer be fickle, but stable and firm.
I have not changed – I wait for her, I long for her, I want her always in my Will.”
_____________
PRAYER FOR THE DAY:
“My Mama, I come into your arms, that You may offer me, together with Your Son, to the Celestial Father, in order to obtain the Kingdom of the Divine Will.
Holy Mama, pour your sorrow into my soul, and convert all my pains into Will of God.”
Adapted from MEDITATION 4 THE BVM BOOK