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Diary Divine Mercy in My Soul ( I: 401 450 ) |
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The days at home passed in much company, as
everybody wanted to see me and talk with me. Often I could count as many as
twenty-five people there. They listened with great interest to my accounts of
the lives of the saints. It seemed to me that our house was truly the house
of God, as each evening we talked about nothing but God. When, tired from
these talks and yearning for solitude and silence, I quietly slipped out into
the garden in the evening so I could converse with God alone, even in this I
was unsuccessful; immediately my brothers and sisters came and took me into
the house and, once again, I had to talk, with all those eyes fixed on me.
But I struck on one way of getting some respite; I asked my brothers to sing
for me, inasmuch as they had lovely voices; and besides, one played the
violin and another, the mandolin. And during this time I was able to devote
myself to interior prayer without shunning their company. |
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402 |
As I was taking leave of my parents and asking for
their blessing, I felt the power of the grace of God being poured out upon my
soul. My father, my mother and my godmother blessed me with tears in their
eyes, wished me the greatest faithfulness to God's graces, and begged me
never to forget how many graces God had granted me in calling me to the
religious life. They asked me to pray for them. Although everyone was crying,
I did not shed a single tear; I tried to be brave and comforted them as best
I could, reminding them of heaven where there would
be no more parting. Stanley walked me to the car. I told him how much God
loves pure souls and assured him God was satisfied with him. When I was
telling him about the goodness of God and of how He thinks of us, he burst
out crying like a little child, and I was not surprised, for this was a pure
soul and, as such, more capable of recognizing God. |
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403 |
Once I was in the car, I let my heart have its
way, and I, too, cried like a baby, for joy that God was granting our family
so many graces, and I became steeped in a prayer of thanksgiving. |
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404 |
When I entered the chapel to say goodnight to the
Lord before retiring, and apologized for having talked so little to Him when
I was at home, I heard a voice within my soul, I am very pleased that you
had not been talking with Me, but were making My goodness known to souls and
rousing them to love Me. |
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405 |
Mother Superior [Mary Joseph] said to me, "We
are both going to Jozefinek tomorrow, Sister, and
you will have a chance to talk with Mother General [Michael]." I was
delighted. Mother General was ever the same, full of goodness, peace and the
Spirit of God. I had a long talk with her. We attended the afternoon service.
The Litany of the Sacred Heart of Jesus was sung. The Lord Jesus was exposed
in the monstrance. |
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406 |
After a short while, I saw the little Jesus, who
came out from the Host and rested in my hands. This lasted for a moment;
immense joy flooded my soul. The Child Jesus had the same appearance as He
had the time we entered the Chapel with Mother Superior-my former Directress,
Mary Joseph. The next day I was already back in my beloved Vilnius. |
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407 |
Oh, how happy I felt to be back in our convent! I
felt as though I was entering the convent for the second time. I took
unending delight in the silence and peace in which the soul can so easily
immerse itself in God, helped by everyone and
disturbed by no one. |
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408 |
When I become immersed in the Lord's Passion, I
often see the Lord Jesus, during adoration, in this manner: after the
scourging, the torturers took the Lord and stripped Him of His own garment,
which had already adhered to the wounds; as they took it off, His wounds
reopened; then they threw a dirty and tattered scarlet cloak over the fresh
wounds of the Lord. The cloak, in some places, barely reached His knees. They
made Him sit on a piece of beam. And then they wove a crown of thorns, which
they put on His sacred head. They put a reed in His hand and made fun of Him,
bowing to Him as to a king. Some spat in His face, while others took the reed
and struck Him on the head with it. Others caused him pain by slapping Him;
still others covered His face and struck Him with their fists. Jesus bore all
this with meekness. Who can comprehend Him-comprehend His suffering? Jesus'
eyes were downcast. I sensed what was happening in the most
sweet Heart of Jesus at that time. Let every soul reflect on what
Jesus was suffering at that moment. They tried to outdo each other in
insulting the Lord. I reflected: Where does such malice in man come from? It
is caused by sin. Love and sin have met. |
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409 |
When I was attending Mass in a certain church with
another sister, I felt the greatness and majesty of God; I felt the church
was permeated by God. His majesty enveloped me and, though it terrified me,
it filled me with peace and joy. I knew that nothing could oppose His will.
Oh, if only all souls knew who is living in our churches, there would not be
so many outrages and so much disrespect in these holy places! |
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O eternal and incomprehensible Love, I beg You for
one grace: enlighten my mind with light from on high; help me to know and
appreciate all things according to their value. I feel the greatest joy in my
soul when I come to know the truth. |
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March 21, 1935. Often during Mass, I see the Lord
in my soul; I feel His presence which pervades my being. I sense His divine
gaze; I have long talks with Him without saying a word; I know what His
divine Heart desires, and I always do what will please Him the most. 1 love Him to distraction, and I feel that I am being loved
by God. At those times when I meet with God deep within myself, I feel so
happy that I do not know how to express it. Such moments are short, for the
soul could not bear it for long, as separation from the body would be
inevitable. Though these moments are very short, their power, however, which
is transmitted to the soul, remains with it for a very long time. Without the
least effort, I experience the profound recollection which then envelops
me-and it does not diminish even if I talk with people, nor does it interfere
with the performance of my duties. I feel the constant presence of God
without any effort of my soul. I know that I am united with Him as closely as
a drop of water is united with the bottomless ocean. |
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There was no one in the chapel, so I got up,
picked up the pieces of the flowerpot, repotted the flower and tried to do
all this before anyone came in. But I did not manage to do so, as Mother
Superior [Borgia] came in at that moment together with the sister sacristan [93]
and several other sisters. Mother Superior was surprised that I had been
touching something on the altar and thus caused the flowerpot to fall. Sister
sacristan showed her displeasure, and I did my best not to explain or excuse
myself. But towards evening I felt very exhausted and could not make my Holy
Hour, so I asked Mother Superior to allow me to go to bed early. I fell
asleep as soon as I lay down, but at about eleven o'clock Satan shook my bed.
I awoke instantly, and I started to pray peacefully to my Guardian Angel.
Then I saw the souls who were doing penance in purgatory. They appeared like
shadows, and among them I saw many demons. One of these tried to vex me;
taking the form of a cat, he kept throwing himself onto my bed and on my
feet, and he was quite heavy, as if [weighing] a ton. |
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413 |
This morning I heard these words: From today
until the [celebration of the] Resurrection, you will not feel My presence,
but your soul will be filled with great longing. And immediately a great
longing filled my soul; I felt a separation from my beloved Jesus, and when
the moment for Holy Communion came, I saw the suffering Face of Jesus in
every Host [contained] in the chalice. From that moment, I felt a more
intense yearning in my heart. |
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414 |
On Good Friday, at three o'clock in the afternoon,
when I entered the chapel, I heard these words: I desire that the image be
publicly honored. Then I saw the Lord Jesus dying on the Cross amidst
great suffering, and out of the Heart of Jesus came the same two rays as are
in the image. |
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415 |
Saturday. During Vespers I saw the Lord Jesus
radiant as the sun, in a bright garment, and He said to me, May your heart
be joyful. And great joy flooded me, and I was penetrated with God's
presence, which for the soul is a treasure beyond words. |
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When the image was displayed, [94]
I saw a sudden movement of the hand of Jesus, as He made a large sign of the
cross. In the evening of the same day, when I had gone to bed, I saw the
image going over the town, and the town was covered with what appeared to be
a mesh and nets. As Jesus passed, He cut through all the nets and finally
made a large sign of the cross and disappeared. I saw myself surrounded by a
multitude of malicious figures burning with hatred for me. Various threats
came from their lips, but none of them touched me. After a moment, this
apparition vanished, but for a long time I could not get to sleep. |
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[April] 26. On Friday, when I was at Ostra Brama to attend the
ceremony during which the image was displayed, I heard a sermon given by my
confessor [Father Sopocko]. This sermon about Divine Mercy was the first of
the things that Jesus had asked for so very long ago. When he began to speak
about the great mercy of the Lord, the image came alive and the rays pierced
the hearts of the people gathered there, but not all to the same degree. Some
received more, some less. Great joy filled my soul to see the grace of God. |
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When the sermon was over, I did not wait for the
end of the service, as I was in a hurry to get back home. When I had taken a
few steps, a great multitude of demons blocked my way. They threatened me
with terrible tortures, and voices could be heard: "She has snatched
away everything we have worked for over so many years!" When I asked
them, "Where have you come from in such great numbers?" the wicked
forms answered, "Out of human hearts; stop tormenting us!" |
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419 |
Seeing their great hatred for me, I immediately
asked my Guardian Angel for help, and at once the bright and radiant figure
of my Guardian Angel appeared and said to me, "Do not fear, spouse of my
Lord; without His permission these spirits will do you no harm."
Immediately the evil spirits vanished, and the faithful Guardian Angel
accompanied me, in a visible manner, right to the very house. His look was
modest and peaceful, and a flame of fire sparkled from his forehead. O Jesus,
I would like to toil and wear myself out and suffer all my life for that one
moment in which I saw Your glory, O Lord, and profit for souls. |
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420 |
Low Sunday; that is, the Feast of The Divine
Mercy, the conclusion of the Jubilee of Redemption. When we went to take part
in the celebrations, my heart leapt with joy that the two solemnities were so
closely united. I asked God for mercy on the souls of sinners. Toward the end
of the service, when the priest took the Blessed Sacrament to bless the
people, I saw the Lord Jesus as He is represented in the image. The Lord gave
His blessing, and the rays extended over the whole world. Suddenly, I saw an
impenetrable brightness in the form of a crystal dwelling place, woven
together from waves of a brilliance unapproachable
to both creatures and spirits. Three doors led to this resplendence. At that
moment, Jesus, as He is represented in the image, entered this resplendence
through the second door to the Unity within. It is a triple Unity, which is
incomprehensible-which is infinity. I heard a voice, This Feast emerged from
the very depths of My mercy, and it is confirmed in the vast depths of My
tender mercies. Every soul believing and trusting in My mercy will obtain it.
I was overjoyed at the immense goodness and greatness of my God. |
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421 |
On the eve of the exposition of the image, I went
with our Mother Superior to visit our confessor [Father Sopocko]. When the
conversation touched upon the image, the confessor asked for one of the
sisters to help make some wreaths. Mother Superior replied, "Sister
Faustina will help." I was delighted at this, and when we returned home,
I immediately set about preparing some greens, and with the help of one of
our wards brought them over. Another person, who works at the church, also
helped. Everything was ready by seven o'clock that evening, and the image was
already hanging in its place. However, some ladies saw me standing around
there, for I was more a bother than a help, and on the next day they asked
the sisters what this beautiful image was and what was its
significance. Surely these sisters would know, [they thought] as one
of them had helped adorn it the day before. The sisters were very surprised
as they knew nothing about it; they all wanted to see it and immediately they
began to suspect me. They said, "Sister Faustina must certainly know all
about it." |
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Seeing Father Sopocko's
sacrifice and efforts for this work, I admired his patience and humility.
This all cost a great deal, not only in terms of toil and various troubles,
but also of money; and Father Sopocko was taking care of all the expenses. I
can see that Divine Providence had prepared him to carry out this work of
mercy before I had asked God for this. Oh, how strange are Your ways, O God!
And how happy are the souls that follow the call of divine grace! |
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423 |
Praise the Lord, my soul, for everything, and
glorify His mercy, for His goodness is without end. Everything will pass, but
His mercy is without limit or end. And although evil will attain its measure,
in mercy there is no measure. |
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424 |
In the evening, I just about got into bed, and I
fell asleep immediately. Though I fell asleep quickly, I was awakened even
more quickly. A little child came and woke me up. The child seemed about a
year old, and I was surprised it could speak so well, as children of that age
either do not speak or speak very indistinctly The child was beautiful beyond
words and resembled the Child Jesus, and he said to me, Look at the sky.
And when I looked at the sky I saw the stars and the moon shining. Then the
child asked me,Do
you see this moon and these stars? When I said yes, he spoke these words
to me, These stars are the souls of faithful Christians, and the moon is
the souls of religious. Do you see how great the difference is between the
light of the moon and the light of the stars? Such is the difference in
heaven between the soul of a religious and the soul of a faithful Christian.
And he went on to say that, True greatness is in loving God and in
humility. |
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425 |
Then I saw a soul which was being separated from
its body amid great torment. O Jesus, as I am about to write this, I tremble
at the sight of the horrible things that bear witness against him.... I saw
the souls of little children and those of older ones, about nine years of
age, emerging from some kind of a muddy abyss. The souls were foul and
disgusting, resembling the most terrible monsters and decaying corpses. But
the corpses were living and gave loud testimony against the dying soul. And
the soul I saw dying was a soul full of the world's applause and honors, the
end of which are emptiness and sin. Finally a woman came out who was holding
something like tears in her apron, and she witnessed very strongly against
him. |
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O terrible hour, at which one is obliged to see
all one's deeds in their nakedness and misery; not one of them is lost, they
will all accompany us to God's judgment. I can find no words or comparisons
to express such terrible things. And although it seems to me that this soul
is not damned, nevertheless its torments are in no way different from the
torments of hell; there is only this difference: that they will someday come
to an end. |
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427 |
A moment later, I again saw the child who had
awakened me. It was of wondrous beauty and repeated these words to me, True greatness of the soul is in loving God and in
humility. I asked the child, "How do you know that true greatness of
the soul is in loving God and in humility? Only theologians know about such
things and you haven't even learned the catechism. So how do you know?"
To this he answered, I know; I know all things. And with that, He
disappeared. |
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428 |
But I could no longer get to sleep; my mind became
exhausted by thinking about the things I had seen. O human souls, how late
you learn the truth! O abyss of God's mercy, pour yourself out as quickly as
possible over the whole world, according to what You yourself have said. |
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429 |
When I became aware of God's great plans for me, I
was frightened at their greatness and felt myself quite incapable of
fulfilling them, and I began to avoid interior conversations with Him,
filling up the time with vocal prayer. I did this out of humility, but I soon
recognized it was not true humility, but rather a great temptation from the
devil. When, on one occasion, instead of interior prayer, I took up a book of
spiritual reading, I heard these words spoken distinctly and forcefully
within my soul, You will prepare the world for My final coming. These
words moved me deeply, and although I pretended not to hear them, 1
understood them very well and had no doubt about them. Once, being tired out
from this battle of love with God, and making constant excuses on the grounds
that I was unable to carry out this task, I wanted to leave the chapel, but
some force held me back and I found myself powerless. Then I heard these
words, You intend to leave the chapel, but you shall not get away from Me,
for I am everywhere. You cannot do anything of yourself, but with me you can
do all things. |
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430 |
When, in the the course
of the week, I went to see my confessor [Father Sopocko], and revealed the
condition of my soul to him, especially the fact that I was avoiding interior
conversation with God, I was told that I must not shrink from interior
conversation with God, but should listen intently to the words He speaks to
me. |
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I followed my confessor's advice, and at the first
meeting with the Lord, I fell at Jesus' feet and, with a grief stricken
heart, apologized for everything. Then Jesus lifted me up from the ground and
sat me beside Him and let me put my head on His breast, so that I could
better understand and feel the desires of His most sweet Heart. Then He spoke
these words to me, My daughter, have fear of nothing; I am always with
you. All your adversaries will harm you only to the degree that I permit them
to do so. You are my dwelling place and my constant repose. For your sake I
will withhold the hand which punishes; for your sake I bless the earth. |
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432 |
At that very moment, I felt some kind of fire in
my heart. I feel my senses deadening and have no idea of what is going on
around me. I feel the Lord's gaze piercing me through and through. I am very
much aware of His greatness and my misery. An extraordinary suffering
pervades my soul, together with a joy I cannot compare to anything. I feel
powerless in the embrace of God. I feel that I am in Him and that I am
dissolved in Him like a drop of water in the ocean. I cannot express what
takes place within me; after such interior prayer, I feel strength and power
to practice the most difficult virtues. I feel dislike for all things that
the world holds in esteem. With all my soul I desire silence and solitude. |
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May, 1935. During Forty Hours' Devotion I saw the
face of the Lord Jesus in the Sacred Host which was exposed in the
monstrance. Jesus was looking with kindness at everyone. |
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I often see the Child Jesus during Holy Mass. He
is extremely beautiful. He appears to be about one year old. Once, when I saw
the same Child during Mass in our chapel, I was seized with a violent desire
and an irresistible longing to approach the altar and take the Child Jesus.
At that moment, the Child Jesus was standing by me on the side of my kneeler,
and He leaned with His two little hands against my shoulder, gracious and
joyful, His look deep and penetrating. But when the priest broke the Host,
Jesus was once again on the altar, and was broken and consumed by the priest. |
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As I was walking in the garden in the evening, I
heard these words: By your entreaties, you and your companions shall
obtain mercy for yourselves and for the world. I understood that I would
not remain in the Congregation in which I am at the present time. [95]
I saw clearly that God's will regarding me was otherwise. But 1 kept making
excuses before God, telling Him that I was unable to carry out this task.
"Jesus, You know very well what I am" [I said], and I started
enumerating my weaknesses to the Lord, hiding behind them so that He would
agree that I was unable to carry out His plans. Then I heard these words:
Do not fear; I myself will make up for everything that is lacking in you.
But these words penetrated me to my depths and made me even more aware of my
misery, and I understood that the word of the Lord is living and that it
penetrates to the very depths. I understood that God demands a more perfect
way of life of me. However, I kept using my incompetence as an excuse. |
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June 29, 1935. When I talked to my spiritual
director [Father Sopocko] about various things that the Lord was asking of
me, I thought he would tell me that I was incapable of accomplishing all
those things, and that the Lord Jesus did not use miserable souls like me for
the works He wanted done. But I heard words [to the effect] that it was just
such souls that God chooses most frequently to carry out His plans. This
priest is surely guided by the Spirit of God; he has penetrated the secrets
of my soul, the deepest secrets which were between me and God, about which I
had not yet spoken to him, because I had not understood them myself, and the
Lord had not clearly ordered me to tell him. The secret is this: God demands
that there be a Congregation which will proclaim the mercy of God to the
world and, by its prayers, obtain it for the world. When the priest asked me
if I had not had any such inspirations, I replied that I had not had any
clear orders; but at that instant a light penetrated my soul, and I
understood that the Lord was speaking through him. |
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In vain had I defended myself by saying I had not
received any clear orders, for at the end of our conversation I saw the Lord
Jesus on the threshold, as He is represented in the image, and He said to me,
I desire that there be such a Congregation. [96]
This lasted only a moment. Yet I did not tell him about it right away, as I
was in a hurry to get back home, and I kept repeating to the Lord, "I am
unable to carry out Your plans, O Lord!" But, strangely enough, Jesus
paid no attention to my appeals, but gave me to see and understand how
pleasing this work was to Him. He took no account of my weakness, but gave me
to know how many difficulties I must overcome. And I, His poor creature,
could say nothing but "I am incapable of it, O my God!" |
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June 30, 1935. At the very beginning of Holy Mass
on the following day, I saw Jesus in all His unspeakable beauty. He said to
me that He desired that such a Congregation be founded as soon as
possible, and you shall live in it together with your companions. My Spirit
shall be the rule of your life. Your life is to be modeled on Mine, from the
crib to My death on the Cross. Penetrate My mysteries, and you will know the
abyss of My mercy towards creatures and My unfathomable goodness-and this you
shall make known to the world. Through your prayers, you shall mediate
between heaven and earth. |
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439 |
Then came the moment to receive Holy Communion,
and Jesus disappeared, and I saw a great brightness. Then I heard these
words: We give Our blessing, and at that moment a bright ray issued
from that light and pierced my heart; an extraordinary fire was enkindled in
my soul-I thought I would die of joy and happiness. I felt the separation of
my spirit from my body. I felt totally immersed in God,
I felt I was snatched up by the Almighty, like a particle of dust, into
unknown expanses. |
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440 |
O my Creator and Lord, my entire being is Yours!
Dispose of me according to Your divine pleasure and according to Your eternal
plans and Your unfathomable mercy. May every soul know how good the Lord is;
may no soul fear to commune intimately with the Lord; may no soul use
unworthiness as an excuse, and may it never postpone [accepting] God's
invitations, for that is not pleasing to the Lord. There is no soul more
wretched than I am, as I truly know myself, and I am astounded that divine
Majesty stoops so low. O eternity, it seems to me that you are too short to
extol [adequately] the infinite mercy of the Lord! |
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441 |
Once, the image was being exhibited over the altar
during the Corpus Christi procession [June 20, 1935]. When the priest exposed
the Blessed Sacrament, and the choir began to sing, the rays from the image
pierced the Sacred Host and spread out all over the world. Then I heard these
words: These rays of mercy will pass through you, just as they have passed
through this Host, and they will go out through all the
world. At these words, profound joy invaded my soul. |
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442 |
Once when my confessor [Father Sopocko] was saying
Mass, I saw, as usual, the Child Jesus on the altar, from the time of the
Offertory. However, a moment before the Elevation, the priest vanished from
my sight, and Jesus alone remained. When the moment of the Elevation
approached, Jesus took the Host and the chalice in His little hands and
raised them together, looking up to heaven, and a moment later I again saw my
confessor. I asked the Child Jesus where the priest had been during the time
I had not seen him. Jesus answered, In My Heart. But I could not
understand anything more of these words of Jesus. |
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443 |
On one occasion I heard these words,
I desire that you live according to My will, in the most secret depths of
your soul. I reflected on these words, which spoke very much to my heart.
This was on the day of confessions for the community. When I went to
confession and had accused myself of my sins, the priest [Father Sopocko]
repeated to me the same words that the Lord had previously spoken. |
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444 |
The priest spoke these profound words to me,
"There are three degrees in the accomplishment of God's will: in the
first, the soul carries out all rules and statutes pertaining to external
observance; in the second degree, the soul accepts interior inspirations and
carries them out faithfully; in the third degree, the soul, abandoned to the
will of God, allows Him to dispose of it freely, and God does with it as He
pleases, and it is a docile tool in His hands." And the priest said that
I was at the second degree in the accomplishment of God's will and that I had
not yet reached the third degree, but that I should strive to attain it. These
words pierced my soul. I see clearly that God often gives the priest
knowledge of what is going on in the depths of my soul. This does not
surprise me at all; indeed, I thank God that He has such chosen persons. |
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445 |
When I came for adoration, an inner recollection
took hold of me immediately, and I saw the Lord Jesus tied to a pillar,
stripped of His clothes, and the scourging began immediately. I saw four men
who took turns at striking the Lord with scourges. My heart almost stopped at
the sight of these tortures. The Lord said to me, I suffer even greater
pain than that which you see. And Jesus gave me to know for what sins He
subjected himself to the scourging: these are sins of impurity. Oh, how
dreadful was Jesus' moral suffering during the scourging! Then Jesus said to
me, Look and see the human race in its present
condition. In an instant, I saw horrible things: the executioners left
Jesus, and other people started scourging Him; they seized the scourges and
struck the Lord mercilessly. These were priests, religious men and women; and
high dignitaries of the Church, which surprised me greatly. There were lay
people of all ages and walks of life. All vented their malice on the innocent
Jesus. Seeing this, my heart fell as if into a mortal agony. And while the
executioners had been scourging Him, Jesus had been silent and looking into
the distance; but when those other souls I mentioned scourged Him, Jesus
closed His eyes, and a soft, but most painful moan escaped from His Heart.
And Jesus gave me to know in detail the gravity of the malice of these
ungrateful souls: You see, this is a torture greater
than My death. Then my lips too fell silent, and I began to experience the
agony of death, and I felt that no one would comfort me or snatch me from
that state but the One who had put me into it. Then the Lord said to me, I
see the sincere pain of your heart which brought great solace to My Heart.
See and take comfort. |
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446 |
Then I saw the Lord Jesus nailed to the cross.
When He had hung on it for a while, I saw a multitude of souls crucified like
Him. Then I saw a second multitude of souls, and a third. The second multitude were not nailed to [their] crosses, but were
holding them firmly in their hands. The third were neither nailed to [their]
crosses nor holding them firmly in their hands, but were dragging [their]
crosses behind them and were discontent. Jesus then said to me, Do you see
these souls? Those who are like Me in the pain and contempt they suffer will
be like Me also in glory. And those who resemble Me less in pain and contempt
will also bear less resemblance to Me in glory. |
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Friday. I was ill and could not attend Holy Mass.
At seven o'clock in the morning I saw my confessor celebrating Holy Mass,
during which I saw the Child Jesus. Toward the end of Mass, the vision
disappeared, and I found myself back in my cell as before. Indescribable joy
took hold of me because, although I could not go to Mass in our own chapel, I
had assisted at it in a church which was far distant. Jesus has a remedy for
everything. |
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Feast of St. Ignatius. I prayed fervently to this
Saint, reproaching him for looking on and not coming to my aid in such
important matters as doing the will of God. I said to him, "You, our
Patron, who were inflamed with the fire of love and zeal for the greater
glory of God, I humbly beg you to help me to carry out God's designs. " [97]
This was during Holy Mass. Then I saw Saint Ignatius at the left side of the
altar, with a large book in his hand. And he spoke these words to me,
"My daughter, I am not indifferent to your cause. This rule can be
adapted, and it can be adapted to this Congregation." And gesturing with
his hand toward the big book, he disappeared. I rejoiced greatly at the fact
of how much the saints think of us and of how
closely we are united with them. Oh, the goodness of God! How beautiful is
the spiritual world, that already here on earth we commune with the saints!
All day long, I could feel the presence of this dear Patron Saint. |
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I prepared for this feast with greater zeal than
in previous years. On the morning of the feast itself, I experienced an inner
struggle at the thought that I must leave this Congregation which enjoys such
special protection from Mary. This struggle lasted through the meditation and
through the first Mass as well. During the second Mass, I turned to our Holy
Mother, telling Her that it was difficult for me to separate myself from this
Congregation... "which is under Your special
protection, O Mary." Then I saw the Blessed Virgin, unspeakably
beautiful. She came down from the altar to my kneeler, held me close to
herself and said to me, I am Mother to you all, thanks to the unfathomable
mercy of God. Most pleasing to Me is that soul which faithfully carries out
the will of God. She gave me to understand that I had faithfully
fulfilled the will of God and had thus found favor in His eyes. Be
courageous. Do not fear apparent obstacles, but fix your gaze upon the
Passion of My Son, and in this way you will be victorious. |
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I was suffering very much, and it seemed to me I
would not be able to make my adoration, but I gathered up all my will power
and, although I collapsed in my cell, I paid no attention to what ailed me,
for I had the Passion of Jesus before my eyes. When I entered the chapel, I
received an inner understanding of the great reward that God is preparing for
us, not only for our good deeds, but also for our sincere desire to perform
them. What a great grace of God this is! |
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