PSALM 89:9
“You rule over the surging sea; when its waves mount up, you still them.”
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PICCARRETA:
*Mar. 25*. “Never lose peace in these circumstances, because the storm will be over — everything ends down here — but peace does not end; rather, it is the carriage which brings us to Heaven.”
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BOH VOL 31 Aug. 7, 1932
Then, continuing in my state of oppression because of the privations of my sweet Jesus, I was thinking to myself: “Yet, even though I am without the One who is more than my own life for me, still, I feel a profound peace, nor do I fear anything or have any worry that it might be my fault that Celestial Jesus deprives me of Himself; nor do I have any fear that I might get lost.
In my little soul I feel nothing other than a placid sea, such that, though it murmurs, its murmuring is yet nothing other than “I love You”; and this little “I love You‟ of mine asks You for nothing other than the coming of the Kingdom of your Will upon earth. And without ever ceasing to murmur, very often I form my little waves, so as to get away from my exile and storm Heaven, to enclose myself in my Celestial Fatherland.
But, no – in vain; my waves fall back into my sea and I continue, placidly, to murmur: “I love You, I love You….‟, and I engage Heaven and earth to ask You for your Fiat.
But while my mind was speaking nonsense, my Highest Good, Jesus, clasping me in His arms, all tenderness, told me:
“My newborn of my Will, it seems that you are looking for some way how to trouble yourself; but I do not want it – I do not want storms in the sea of your soul, but perennial peace. The storms – that is, worries, fears, doubts, these the storms – would prevent the continuous murmuring of your placid “I love You‟, that must always run and murmur to conquer your Creator, that He may send His Will to descend upon earth in order to let It reign.
Now, you must know that for one who lets herself be dominated by my Will and lives in It, evils lose life. The fear of offending Me, the worries, the disturbances, lose the seed to be reborn; the soul and the body remain confirmed in good. She finds herself in the conditions of the Blessed for whom evil has no more life, because in those celestial regions, in my Will, evil absolutely cannot enter.
So, one who lives in It can be called and acquires the right of citizen of Heaven; and if she finds herself on earth, she is like a citizen lost from the Celestial Fatherland, kept there by my Divine Will for Its great designs and for the good of miserable humanity.
But even though she is on earth, she does not lose the right to be citizen of Heaven or to live with the same properties of the Celestial Fatherland. And although she feels as if lost, yet by right she must possess Heaven in her soul, to live not of earth, but of Heaven.
Ah! the living in my Will calls Heaven upon earth, and Its light writes on her forehead, with indelible characters: “Perennial love; imperturbable peace; confirmation of all goods; daughter of the Supreme Being.‟
Therefore, always in my Will do I want you, that you may enjoy the properties of your Celestial Fatherland, which are: continuous love, highest peace, and Divine Will as life of all the Blessed.”
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PRAYER FOR THE DAY:
“I love You, I love You, I adore You, I bless You, oh! adorable Will, in all your works.‟
BOH VOL 32 Sept. 8, 1932