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Diary
Divine Mercy in My Soul ( II: 601 650 )
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Once, when one of our sisters [126] became fatally ill and all the community
[127] was gathered together, there was also a
priest [128] there who gave the sister absolution.
Suddenly, I saw many spirits of darkness. Then, forgetting that I was with
the sisters, I seized the holywater sprinkler and
sprinkled the spirits, and they disappeared at once. However, when the
sisters came to the refectory, Mother Superior [Borgia] remarked that I
should not have sprinkled the sick sister in the presence of the priest, as
this was his duty. I accepted the admonition in the spirit of penance, but
holy water is indeed of great help to the dying. |
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My Jesus, You see how weak I am of myself.
Therefore, You yourself direct my affairs. And know, Jesus, that without You
I will not budge for any cause, but with You I will take on the most
difficult things. |
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January 29, 1936. In the evening, when I was in my
cell, I suddenly saw a great light and a dark gray cross high up within the
light. Suddenly, I found myself caught up close to the cross. I gazed at it
intently, but could not understand anything, and so I prayed, asking what it
could mean. At that moment I saw the Lord Jesus, and the cross disappeared.
The Lord Jesus was sitting in a great light, and His legs, up to the knees,
were drowned in the light so that I could not see them. Jesus bent toward me,
looked at me kindly and spoke to me about the will of the Heavenly Father. He
told me that the most perfect and holy soul is the one that does the will of
the Father, but there are not many such, and that He looks with special love
upon the soul who lives His will. And Jesus told me that I was doing the will
of God perfectly...and
for this reason I am uniting Myself with you and communing with you in a
special and intimate way. |
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At the same time, I saw a certain person [Father
Sopocko] and, in part, the condition of his soul and the ordeals God was sending
him. His sufferings were of the mind and in a form so acute that I pitied him
and said to the Lord, "Why do you treat him like that?" And the
Lord answered, For
the sake of his triple crown. And the Lord also gave me to understand what
unimaginable glory awaits the person who resembles the suffering Jesus here
on earth. That person will resemble Jesus in His glory. The Heavenly Father
will recognize and glorify our soul to the extent that He sees in us a
resemblance to His Son. I understood that this assimilation into Jesus is
granted to us while we are here on earth. I see pure and innocent souls upon
whom God has exercised His justice; these souls are the victims who sustain
the world and who fill up what is lacking in the Passion of Jesus. They are
not many in number. I rejoice greatly that God has allowed me to know such
souls. |
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O Holy Trinity, Eternal God, I thank You for
allowing me to know the greatness and the various degrees of glory to which
souls attain. Oh, what a great difference of depth in the knowledge of God
there is between one degree and another! Oh, if people could only know this!
O my God, if I were thereby able to attain one more degree, I would gladly
suffer all the torments of the martyrs put together. Truly, all those torments
seem as nothing to me compared with the glory that is awaiting us for all
eternity. O Lord, immerse my soul in the ocean of Your divinity and grant me
the grace of knowing You; for the better I know You, the more I desire You,
and the more my love for You grows. I feel in my soul an unfathomable abyss
which only God can fill. I lose myself in Him as a drop does in the ocean.
The Lord has inclined himself to my misery like a ray of the sun upon a
barren and rocky desert. And yet, under the influence of His rays, my soul
has become covered with verdure, flowers, and fruit, and has become a
beautiful garden for His repose. |
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My Jesus, despite Your graces, I see and feel all
my misery. I begin my day with battle and end it with battle. As soon as I
conquer one obstacle, ten more appear to take its place. But I am not
worried, because I know that this is the time of struggle, not peace. When
the burden of the battle becomes too much for me, I throw myself like a child
into the arms of the heavenly Father and trust I will not perish. O my Jesus,
how prone I am to evil, and this forces me to be
constantly vigilant. But I do not lose heart. I trust God's grace, which
abounds in the worst misery. |
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In the midst of the worst difficulties and adversities,
I do not lose inner peace or exterior balance, and this discourages my
adversaries. Patience in adversity gives power to the soul. |
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608 |
February 2, [1936]. In the morning, when the bell
awoke me, I was so overcome by drowsiness which I could not shake off that I
jumped into cold water, and after two minutes the sleepiness left me. When I
came to meditation a host of absurd thoughts swarmed into my head, so much so
that I had to struggle throughout the whole meditation. It was the same during
prayer time, but when Mass began, a strange silence and joy filled my heart.
Just then, I saw Our Lady with the Infant Jesus, and the Holy Old Man [St.
Joseph] standing behind them. The most holy Mother said to me, Take My
Dearest Treasure, and She handed me the Infant Jesus. When I took the
Infant Jesus in my arms, the Mother of God and Saint Joseph disappeared. I
was left alone with the Infant Jesus. |
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I said to Him, "I know that You are my Lord
and Creator even though You are so tiny." Jesus stretched His little
arms out to me and looked at me with a smile. My spirit was filled with
incomparable joy. Then suddenly Jesus disappeared, and it was time for Holy
Communion. I went with the other sisters to the Holy Table, my soul deeply
moved. After Holy Communion, I heard these words in my soul: I am in your heart, I
whom you had in your arms. I then pleaded with Jesus for a certain soul
[Father Sopocko], asking the Lord to grant him the grace to fight, and to
take this trial from him. As you ask, so shall it be, but his
merit will not be lessened. Joy reigned in my soul that God is so good and
merciful; God grants everything that we ask of Him with trust. |
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610 |
After each conversation with the Lord, my soul is
extraordinarily strengthened, and a profound tranquility prevails therein and
gives me such courage that I do not fear anything in the world, but fear only
lest I make Jesus sad. |
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O my Jesus, I implore You by the goodness of Your most
sweet Heart, let Your anger diminish and show us Your mercy. May Your wounds
be our shield against Your Father's justice. I have
come to know You, O God, as the source of mercy that vivifies and nourishes
every soul. Oh, how great is the mercy of the Lord; it surpasses all His
other qualities! Mercy is the greatest attribute of God; everything that
surrounds me speaks to me of this. Mercy is the life of souls; His compassion
is inexhaustible. O Lord, look on us and deal with us according to Your countless
mercies, according to Your great mercy. |
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One time, I was in doubt as to whether what had
happened to me had seriously offended the Lord Jesus or not. As I could not
solve this doubt, I made up my mind not to go to Communion before first going
to confession, although I immediately made an act of contrition, as it is my
habit to ask for forgiveness after the slightest transgression. During those
days when I did not receive Holy Communion, I did not feel the presence of
God. This caused me unspeakable pain, but I took it as a punishment for sin.
However, at the time of Holy Confession I was reproached for not going to
Holy Communion, because what had happened to me was not an obstacle to
receiving Holy Communion. After confession, I received Holy Communion, and I
saw the Lord Jesus who said to me, Know, My daughter, that you
caused Me more sorrow by not uniting yourself with Me in Holy Communion than
you did by that small transgression. |
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One day, I saw a small chapel in which six sisters
were receiving Holy Communion from our confessor [Father Sopocko], who was
wearing a surplice and stole. [l29] There were no decorations and no
kneelers in the chapel. After Holy Communion, I saw the Lord Jesus as He is
represented in the image. Jesus was walking away, and I called to Him,
"How can You pass me by and not say anything to me, Lord? Without You, I
shall do nothing; You must stay with me and bless me, and this community and
my country as well." Jesus made the sign of the cross and said, Do not fear
anything; I am always with you. |
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614 |
On the last two days before Lent we had an hour of
propitiatory adoration with the girls. [130] During both hours I saw the Lord Jesus
as He was after the scourging. My soul felt such great pain that it seemed to
me that I was experiencing all those torments in my own body and in my own
soul. |
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March 1, 1936. Today during Holy Mass I
experienced a strange force and urge to start realizing God's wishes. I had
such a clear understanding of the things the Lord was asking of me that truly
if I were to say that I do not understand what God is demanding from me, I
would be lying, because the Lord is making His will known to me so clearly
and distinctly that I do not have the least shadow of a doubt about them. I
realized that it would be the greatest ingratitude to delay any longer this
undertaking which the Lord wishes to bring to fulfillment for His glory and
the benefit of a great number of souls. And He is using me as a miserable
tool through which to realize His eternal plans of mercy. Truly, how
ungrateful my soul would be to resist God's will any longer. Nothing will
stop me any longer, be it persecution, sufferings, sneers, threats,
entreaties, hunger, cold, flattery, friendships, adversities, friends or
enemies; be it things I am experiencing now or things that will come in the
future or even the hatred of hellnothing will deter
me from doing the will of God. |
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On Thursday, when I went to my cell, I saw over me
the Sacred Host in great brightness. Then I heard a voice that seemed to be
coming from above the Host: In the Host is your power; it will
defend you. After these words, the vision disappeared, but a strange power
entered my soul, and a strange light as to what our love for God consists in;
namely, in doing His will. |
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O Holy Trinity, Eternal God, I want to shine in the
crown of Your mercy as a tiny gem whose beauty depends on the ray of Your
light and of Your inscrutable mercy. All that is beautiful in my soul is
Yours, O God; of myself, I am ever nothing. |
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At the beginning of Lent, I asked my confessor for
some mortification for this time of fast. I was told not to cut down on my
food but, while eating, to meditate on how the Lord Jesus, on the Cross,
accepted vinegar and gall. This would be my mortification. I did not know
that this would be so beneficial to my soul. The benefit is that I am
meditating constantly on His sorrowful Passion and so, while I am eating, I
am not preoccupied with what I am eating, but am reflecting on my Lord's
death. |
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At the beginning of Lent, I also asked to have the
subject of my particular examen changed, and I was
told to do everything with the pure intention of reparation for poor sinners.
This keeps me in continual union with God, and this intention perfects my
actions, because everything I do is done for immortal souls. All hardships
and fatigue are as nothing when I think that they reconcile sinful souls with
God. |
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620 |
Mary is my Instructress, who is ever teaching me
how to live for God. My spirit brightens up in Your gentleness and Your
humility, O Mary. |
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On one occasion, when I dropped by the chapel for
a five-minute adoration and was praying for a certain soul, I came to
understand that God does not always accept our petitions for the souls we
have in mind, but directs these to other souls. Hence, although we do not
relieve the souls we intended to relieve in their purgatorial suffering,
still our prayer is not lost. |
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622 |
Intimate communion of a soul with God. God
approaches a soul in a special way known only to himself
and to the soul. No one perceives this mysterious union. Love presides in
this union, and everything is achieved by love alone. Jesus gives himself to
the soul in a gentle and sweet manner, and in His depths there is peace. He
grants the soul many graces and makes it capable of sharing His eternal
thoughts. And frequently, He reveals to it His divine plans. |
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Father Andrasz told me that it would be a good
thing to have in God's Church a group of souls who would beg for His mercy,
because in fact we are all in need of that mercy. After these words, an
extraordinary light filled my soul. Oh, how good is the Lord! |
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March 18, 1936. Once, I asked the Lord Jesus to
take the first step by bringing about some change or some external event, or
by letting them expel me, as I found it impossible
to leave the Congregation on my own initiative. And I was in an agony over
this for more than three hours. I could not pray, but kept submitting my will
to the will of God. |
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625 |
In the evening, when I was praying, the Mother of
God told me, Your lives must be like Mine: quiet and hidden, in unceasing
union with God, pleading for humanity and preparing the world for the second
coming of God. |
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626 |
In the evening, during Benediction, my soul was
for some time in communion with God the Father. I felt I was in His hand like
a little child, and I heard these words in my soul: Do not fear
anything, My daughter; all the adversaries will be shattered at My feet. At these words, a deep
peace and a great interior calm entered my soul. |
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627 |
When I complained to the Lord that He was taking
my help away and that I would be alone again and would not know what to do, I
heard these words: Do
not be afraid; I am always with you. After these words, a deep peace once again
entered my soul. His presence penetrated me completely in a way that could be
sensed. My spirit was flooded with light, and my body participated in this as
well. |
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628 |
On the evening of the last day before my departure
from Vilnius, an elderly sister [131] revealed the condition of her soul to
me. She said that she had already been suffering interiorly for several
years, that it seemed to her that all her confessions had been bad, and that
she had doubts as to whether the Lord Jesus had forgiven her. I asked her if
she had ever told her confessor about this. She answered that she had spoken
many times about this to her confessors and... "the
confessors are always telling me to be at peace, but still I suffer very
much, and nothing brings me relief, and it constantly seems to me that God
has not forgiven me." I answered, "You should obey your confessor,
Sister, and be fully at peace, because this is certainly a temptation." |
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When I entered the chapel for a moment that same
evening, to thank God for all the graces He had bestowed on me in this house,
suddenly God's presence enveloped me. I felt like a child in the hands of the
best of fathers, and I heard these words: Do not fear
anything. I am always with you. His love penetrated my whole being. I felt I was
entering into such close intimacy with Him that I cannot find words to
express it. |
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630 |
Then I saw one of the seven spirits near me,
radiant as at other times, under a form of light. I constantly saw him beside
me when I was riding on the train. I saw an angel standing on every church we
passed, but surrounded by a light which was paler than that of the spirit who
was accompanying me on the journey, and each of these spirits who were
guarding the churches bowed his head to the spirit who was near me. |
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O my Jesus, Your goodness surpasses all
understanding, and no one will exhaust Your mercy. Damnation is for the soul
who wants to be damned; but for the one who desires salvation, there is the inexhaustible
ocean of the Lord's mercy to draw from. How can a small vessel contain the
unfathomable ocean? |
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632 |
As I was taking leave of the sisters and was about
to depart, one of them [132] apologized much to me for having helped
me so little in my duties, and not only for having neglected to help me, but
also for having tried to make things more difficult for me. However, in my
own heart, I regarded her as a great benefactress, because she had exercised
me in patience to such an extent that one of the elder sisters had once said,
"Sister Faustina must be either a fool or a saint, for truly, an
ordinary person would not tolerate having someone constantly do such things
out of spite." However, I had always approached her with good will. That
particular sister had tried to make my work more difficult to the point that,
despite my efforts, she had sometimes succeeded in spoiling what had been
well done, as she herself admitted to me at our parting, and for which she
begged my pardon. I had not wanted to probe her intentions, but took it as a
trial from God... |
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I am greatly surprised at how one can be so
jealous. When I see someone else's good, I rejoice at it as if it were mine.
The joy of others is my joy, and the suffering of others is my suffering, for
otherwise I would not dare to commune with the Lord Jesus. The spirit of
Jesus is always simple, meek, sincere; all malice,
envy, and unkindness disguised under a smile of good will are clever little
devils. A severe word flowing from sincere love does not wound the heart. |
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March 22,[1936]. When I
arrived at Warsaw, I went into the small chapel for a moment to thank the
Lord for a safe journey, and I asked the Lord to give me the assistance and
the grace necessary for everything that was in store for me here. I submitted
myself in all things to His holy will. I heard these words: Fear nothing; all
difficulties will serve for the fulfillment of My will. |
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March 25. In the morning, during meditation, God's
presence enveloped me in a special way, as I saw the immeasurable greatness
of God and, at the same time, His condescension to His creatures. Then I saw the
Mother of God, who said to me, Oh, how pleasing to God is the soul that
follows faithfully the inspirations of His grace! I gave the Savior to the
world; as for you, you have to speak to the world about His great mercy and
prepare the world for the Second Coming of Him who will come, not as a
merciful Savior, but as a just Judge. Oh, how terrible is that day!
Determined is the day of justice, the day of divine wrath. The angels tremble
before it. Speak to souls about this great mercy while it is still the time
for [granting] mercy. If you keep silent now, you will be answering for a
great number of souls on that terrible day. Fear nothing. Be faithful to the
end. I sympathize with you. |
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636 |
When I arrived at Walendow,
one of the sisters [133] gave me this welcome: "Sister, now
that you have come to us here, everything is going to be all right." I
said to her, "Why do you say that, Sister?" She answered that she
felt this in her soul. This particular person is full of simplicity and very
pleasing to the Heart of Jesus. The house really was in dire straits
[financially]. ...I shall not mention all of that here. |
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637 |
Confession. As I was preparing for confession, I
said to Jesus, hidden in the Blessed Sacrament, "Jesus, I beg You to
speak to me through the mouth of this priest. And this will be a sign to me,
because he does not know at all that You want me to establish that
Congregation of Mercy. Let him say something to me about this mercy." |
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Jesus, drive away from me the thoughts that are
not in accord with Your will. I know that nothing now binds me to this earth
but this work of mercy. |
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Thursday. During the evening adoration, I saw Jesus
scourged and tortured. He said to me, My daughter, I desire that even in the
smallest things, you rely on your confessor. Your greatest sacrifices do not
please Me if you practice them without the confessor's permission; on the
other hand, the smallest sacrifice finds great value in My eyes, if it is
done with his permission. The greatest works are worthless in My eyes if they
are done out of self-will, and often they are not in accord with My will and
merit punishment rather than reward. And on the other hand, even the smallest
of your acts, done with the confessor's permission is pleasing in My eyes and
very dear to Me. Hold firmly to this always. Be constantly on the watch, for
many souls will turn back from the gates of hell and worship My mercy. But
fear nothing, as I am with you. Know that of yourself you can do nothing. |
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On the First Friday of the month, before
Communion, I saw a large ciborium filled with sacred hosts. A hand placed the
ciborium in front of me, and I took it in my hands. There were a thousand
living hosts inside. Then I heard a voice, These are hosts which
have been received by the souls for whom you have obtained the grace of true
conversion during this Lent. That was a week before Good Friday. I spent the
day in great interior recollection, emptying myself for the sake of souls. |
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641 |
Oh, what joy it is to empty myself for the sake of
immortal souls! I know that the grain of wheat must be destroyed and ground between
millstones in order to become food. In the same way, I must become destroyed
in order to be useful to the Church and souls, even though exteriorly no one
will notice my sacrifice. O Jesus, outwardly I want to be hidden, just like
this little wafer wherein the eye perceives nothing, and yet I am a host
consecrated to You. |
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642 |
Palm Sunday. This Sunday, I experienced in a
special way the sentiments of the most sweet Heart
of Jesus. My spirit was there where Jesus was. I saw Jesus riding on a donkey's
foal, and the disciples and a great multitude with branches in their hands
joyfully accompanying the Lord Jesus. Some strewed them before His feet where
He was riding, while others raised their branches in the air, leaping and
jumping before the Lord and not knowing what to do for joy. And I saw another
crowd which came out to meet Jesus, likewise with joyful faces and with
branches in their hands, and they were crying out unceasingly with joy. There
were little children there also. But Jesus was very grave, and the Lord gave
me to know how much He was suffering at the time. And at that moment, I saw
nothing but only Jesus, whose Heart was saturated
with ingratitude. |
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643 |
Quarterly confession. Father Bukowski.
When some inner force urged me again not to put off this matter, I was unable
to find peace. I told the confessor, Father Bukowski,
that I could not wait any longer. Father answered me, "Sister, this is
an illusion. The Lord Jesus cannot be demanding this. You have made your
perpetual vows. All this is an illusion. You are inventing some sort of
heresy!" And he was shouting at me, almost at the top of his voice. I
asked him whether all of this was an illusion, and He said,
"Everything." "Then please tell me what course I must
take." "Well, Sister, you must not follow any inspiration. You
should get your mind off all this. You should pay no attention to what you
hear in your soul and try to carry out your exterior duties well. Give no
thought to these things and put them completely out of your mind." I
answered, "Good, up to now, I have been following my conscience, but now
that you direct me, Father, to pay no heed to my interior, I will cease to do
so." Then he said, "If the Lord Jesus tells you something again,
please let me know, but you must take no action." I answered, "Very
well; I will try to be obedient. "I do not know
why Father was being so severe. |
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644 |
644 When I left the confessional, a multitude of thoughts
oppressed my soul. Why be sincere? What I have told is no sin, so I have no
duty to tell it to the confessor. And again, what a relief that I do not have
to heed my interior any more as long as things are
all right on the outside. I do not have to pay attention to anything or to
follow the inner voices that have often cost me so much humiliation. From now
on, I will be free. And again, a strange pain seized my soul: can I not,
then, commune with the One whom I desire so greatly? The One who is the whole
strength of my soul? I began to cry out, "To whom shall I go, O
Jesus?" But from the moment of the confessor's prohibition, great
darkness fell upon my soul. I feared lest I hear some inner voice, which
would occasion the breaking of my confessor's prohibition. And then again, I
die of longing for God. My interior is torn asunder, not having any will of
its own, since it has been turned over completely to God. |
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645 |
Then I saw the Lord Jesus, as He is represented in
the image, and He said to me, Tell the confessor
that this work is Mine and that I am using you as a lowly instrument. And I said, "Jesus, I
can no longer do anything You command me to do, because my confessor has told
me that all this is an illusion, and that I am not allowed to obey any of
Your commands. I will do nothing that You will tell me to do now. I am sorry,
my Lord, but I am not allowed to do anything, and I must obey my confessor.
Jesus, I most earnestly ask Your pardon. You know how much I suffer because
of this, but it can't be helped, Jesus. The confessor has forbidden me to
follow Your orders." Jesus listened to my arguments and complaints with
kindness and satisfaction. I thought the Lord Jesus would be grievously
offended but, on the contrary, He was pleased and said to me kindly, Always tell your
confessor about everything I say to you and command you to do, and do only
that for which you obtain permission. Do not be upset, and fear nothing; I am
with you. My soul was filled with joy, and all those oppressive thoughts
vanished. Certitude and courage entered my soul. |
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646 |
But after a short while, I entered into the
sufferings which Jesus underwent in the Garden of Olives. This lasted until
Friday morning. On Friday, I experienced the Passion of Jesus but, this time,
in a different way. On that day, Father Bukowski
came from Derdy. Some strange power pushed me to go
to confession and tell him about everything that had happened to me and about
what Jesus had said to me. When I told Father, he was quite different and he
said to me, "Sister, don't be afraid of anything; you will come to no
harm, for the ' Lord Jesus will not allow it. If you are obedient and
persevere in this disposition, you need not worry about anything. God will
find a way to bring about His work. You should always have this simplicity
and sincerity and tell everything to Mother General. What I said to ; you was said as a warning, because illusions may
afflict even holy persons, and Satan's insinuations may play a part in this,
and sometimes this comes from our own selves, so one has to be careful. And
so continue as you have thus far. You can see, Sister, that the Lord is not
angered by this. And Sister, you can repeat these things that have happened
to you at present to your regular confessor [Father Sopocko]." |
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647 |
From this, I came to understand one thing: that I
must pray much for each of my confessors, that he might obtain the light of
the Holy Spirit, for when I approach the confessional without first praying,
fervently, the confessor does not understand me very well. Father encouraged
me to pray fervently for these intentions, that God
would give better knowledge and understanding of the things He is asking of
me. "Make novena after novena, Sister, and God will not refuse the
graces." |
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648 |
Good Friday. At three o'clock, I saw the Lord
Jesus, crucified, who looked at me and said, I
thirst. Then I saw two rays issue
from His side, just as they appear in the image. I then felt in my soul the
desire to save souls and to empty myself for the sake of poor sinners. I
offered myself, together with the dying Jesus, to the Eternal Father, for the
salvation of the whole world. With Jesus, through Jesus and in Jesus is my
communion with You, Eternal Father. On Good Friday, Jesus suffered in His
soul in a way which was different from [His suffering on] Holy Thursday. |
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649 |
Mass of the Resurrection. [April 12, 1936]. When I
entered the chapel, my spirit was immersed in God, its
only treasure. His presence flooded me. |
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650 |
O my Jesus, my Master and Director, strengthen and
enlighten me in these difficult moments of my life. I expect no help from
people; all my hope is in You. I feel alone in the face of Your demands, O
Lord. Despite the fears and qualms of my nature, I am fulfilling Your holy
will and desire to fulfill it as faithfully as possible throughout my life
and in my death. Jesus, with You I can do all things. Do with me as You
please; only give me Your merciful Heart and that is enough for me. |
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Preparation for Holy Communion 1804-1828
Diary, St. Maria
Faustina Kowalska, Divine Mercy In My Soul
(c) Congregation of Marians of the Immaculate
Conception, Stockbridge, MA 01263.
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