1 PETER 5:6-7
“Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time. Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.”
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PICCARRETA:
*Mar. 2*. “Especially in painful circumstances, dear Jesus takes us by the hand to make us rise higher and achieve beautiful conquests — not human, but divine.”
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BOH VOL 16 Oct. 20, 1923
I felt all annihilated within myself. His privations cast me into the most profound humiliation. Without Jesus, I feel the interior of my soul devastated; it seems to me that all the good declines and dies.
My Jesus! My Jesus! How hard is your privation! Oh! how my heart bleeds in seeing everything dying in me, because the One who is life, and who alone can give life, is not with me.
Then, while I was in this state, my most sweet Jesus came out from within my interior, and placing His hand upon my heart and pressing it strongly, He told me: “My daughter, why do you afflict yourself
so much? Abandon yourself in Me and let Me do; and when it seems to you that everything declines and dies, your Jesus will make everything rise again, but more beautiful and more fecund.
You must know that the soul is my field in which I work, sow and harvest; but my favorite field is the soul who lives in my
Will. In this field my work is delightful; I do not get muddy when I sow, because my Will has converted it into a field of light. Its ground is virgin, pure and celestial, and I amuse Myself very much in sowing little lights into it, almost like dew which forms the Sun of my Will.
Oh! how beautiful it is to see this field of the soul all covered with many drops of light, and as they gradually grow, many suns will form. This sight is enchanting; all Heaven is enraptured at the sight of it, and they are all attentive on looking at the Celestial Farmer who cultivates this field with such great mastery, and who possesses a seed so noble as to convert it into sun.
Now, my daughter, this field is mine and I do with it whatever I want. Once these suns have formed, I collect them and take them to Heaven, as the most beautiful conquest of my Will, and then I return to the work of my field.
So, I put everything upside down, and the little daughter of my Will feels everything ending, everything dying within her. In the place of the suns, so refulgent with light, she sees the drops of light which I am sowing, and she thinks that everything is perishing. How you deceive yourself – this is the new harvest that must be prepared; and since I want to make it more beautiful than the previous one, and make it larger so as to be able to double my harvest, at first sight the work seems to be more difficult, and the soul suffers more.
But those pains are like strokes of the hoe into the ground, which make the seed sink deeper down so as to make it germinate more safely, with greater fecundity and beauty. Don’t you see, when a field is harvested, how squalid and poor it remains? But wait until it is sown again, and you will see it more flowery than before.
Therefore, let me do; and you, by living in my Will, will always be at work with Me; we will sow the little drops of light together, and we will compete to see who sows more. So, we will amuse ourselves, now in
sowing, now in resting – but always together.
I know, I know what your strongest concern is – that I might leave you. No, no, I do not leave you; one who lives in my Will is inseparable from Me.”
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PRAYER OF THE DAY:
“My Jesus, may I be attentive not to keep Your gifts as useless; You placed them in me so that, with these repeated acts in Your Will, we may together impetrate the great gift that Your Divine Will come to reign upon earth.”
Adapted from
BOH VOL 29 May 4, 1931