PSALM 37: 5-6
“Commit your way to the Lord; trust in him and he will do this: He will make your righteous reward shine like the dawn, your vindication like the noonday sun.”
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PICCARRETA:
Sept. 21. “Trust will make you live like a little baby in the arms of his Mama.”
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BOH VOL 24 Aug. 30, 1928
My lovable Jesus made Himself seen as a little child who, all clinging to me, made me many loving cuddles. Oh! how beautiful it is to see Him in His baby Humanity, all love, all trust. The soul feels so much trust with Jesus, because she sees in Him His Humanity, which is so much like her that they join together like brothers, they identify themselves with each other, and one is transformed into the other.
So, the veil of the Humanity of Jesus, in which He encloses His adorable Divinity, serves as means of trust, by which the poor creature loses all fear, and remains all love with Jesus – more than a son in the arms of his Celestial Father.
The love of Jesus is so great, that He says to the creature:
“Do not fear, I am yours – similar to you, clothed like you; and my love is so great, that I hide the endless light of my majesty within my Humanity so as to have you be with Me like a little child in my arms.‟
On the other hand, when my beloved Jesus makes His Divinity shine through Himself, His very Humanity remains eclipsed within that endless light, and I feel the great distance between me and my Creator. His blazing Divine Majesty annihilates me, I plunge myself into my dust; and not knowing where to go to escape His light, because there is not one point in which it is not present, I am the little atom that remains submerged within His very light.
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PRAYER OF THE DAY:
“Jesus, my Love, I want to follow, step by step, the steps of my Celestial Mama; and as She walks, I want to animate the blades of grass, the atoms of the earth, and make You feel my “l love You” under Her soles. I want to animate all the light of the sun, and, as it shines on Your face, I want it to bring You my “I love You”; all the waves of the wind, its caresses – let all say to You: “l love You”.
I am the one who, in your Fiat, brings You the warmth of the sun to warm You, the waves of the wind to caress You, its whistling to speak to You and say:
“Dear little One, let everyone know Your Divine Will; let It come out from within Your little Humanity, that It may take lts dominion and form lts Kingdom in the midst of creatures.’
BOH VOL 23 Feb. 9, 1928