October 30, 1927
My little daughter, you must know that Our love gushed out in Creation, and overflowing outside of Ourselves - without anyone having merited such a great good, not even with a single word – Our highest goodness and liberality with no limits created the whole machine of the universe with such great magnificence, order and harmony, for love of the one who did not yet exist.
After this, Our love gushed out more strongly, and We created the one for whom all things had been created. And since, in operating, We operate always with unreachable magnanimity, and while We are not depleted, We give everything, so that nothing of magnanimity, of greatness and of all goods may be lacking to Our work - in creating man, with no merit at all on his part, as dowry, foundation and substance of all goods, joys and happiness, we gave him Our Will as his Kingdom, so that he might lack nothing, having a Divine Will at his disposal and, with It, Our Supreme Being.
What honor would Ours have been if the work of Creation had been poor, meager in light, without the multiplicity of so many created things, without order and without harmony, and Our dear jewel, Our dear son, which is man, without the fullness of the goods of the One who had created him? It would not have been honor for the One who possesses everything and can do everything, to do an incomplete work. More so since, in gushing out so very strongly, as more than mighty waves, Our love wanted to give - to show off as much as it could, to the point of filling Our beloved jewel with all possible imaginable goods, and forming seas of love, of sanctity, of happiness around him,
And, not content with all this, We were taken by love so exuberant towards him that our immensity involved him in everything, everywhere and in each instant. Our all-seeingness looked upon him in everything and even in the fibers of his heart. Our power supported him, carrying him everywhere in our paternal arms. Our Life, our motion palpitated in his heartbeat, breathed in his breath, worked in his hands, walked in his feet and went so far as to make Its self a pathway under his steps. Our paternal bounty, in order to keep this our dear son safe, placed him in conditions in which he could not separate himself from Us, nor We from him.
What else could We have done and did not do? For him We disbursed all our Love, our power, our Will; and We placed our infinite wisdom at his disposal.
In return We did not desire other than he would love Us and that he would freely live in our Will and recognize how much We have loved him and have done for him. But all these goods he lost, because he voluntarily rejected the Kingdom of my Will, his dowry and the substance of his happiness.
Now, as in Creation, my love is gushing out strongly, and it is decided that the Kingdom of my Will wants Its life in the midst of creatures. Therefore, displaying with all magnificence, without looking at their merits, with insuperable magnanimity it wants to give its Kingdom again. Only, it wants creatures to know this, and to know Its goods, so that, by knowing them, they might long for and want the Kingdom of sanctity, of light and of happiness. And just as one will rejected It, so may another one call It, long for It, press It to come to reign in the midst of creatures.
Here is, then, the necessity of the knowledges about It: if a good is not known, it is neither wanted nor loved. Therefore, the knowledges will be the messengers, the heralds, which will announce my Kingdom. My knowledges about my Fiat will take the attitude now of suns, then of thunders, again of bolts of light, then of mighty winds, which will call the attention of the learned and of the ignorant, of the good and also of the evil, falling into their hearts like lightnings, and knocking them down with irresistible strength, to make them rise again in the good of the knowledges acquired. They will form the true renewal of the world; they will assume all attitudes in order to attract and win the creatures, taking the attitude now of peacemakers, who with their kiss of peace will make creatures forget about all the past and remember only to love each other and make each other happy; now of warriors, sure of their victory, to render certain the conquest of those who want to know It; now of incessant prayers, so that all creatures know and enter to take part in a Kingdom so holy’; again as of king, dominating and inspiring love, before whom they will bow their heads in submission.
What will my Will not do?
It will place the whole of Its power in readiness in order to come to reign in the midst of creatures. My Will possesses an enrapturing beauty which, if it makes itself seen with clarity even just once, enraptures, embellishes, casting its waves of beauties over the soul, in such a way that they will not easily be able to forget a beauty so rare, and will remain as though in the maze of Its beauty, unable to get out. It possesses an enchanting power, and the soul remains fixed within Its sweet enchantment. It possesses a balsamic air, such that, as it is breathed, they will feel, enter into themselves, the air of peace, of sanctity, of divine harmony, of happiness, of the light that purifies everything, of the love that burns everything, of the power that conquers everything, in such a way that this air will bring the celestial balm to all the evils produced by the bad, morbid and deadly air of the human will.
See, also in the human life, air acts in a surprising way. If the air is pure, good, healthy, fragrant, the respiration is free, the blood circulation is regular, and creatures grow strong, nourished, rosy and healthy. But if the air is bad, stinking and infected, the respiration is hampered, the blood circulation is irregular; and not receiving the life of the pure air, creatures are weak, pale, gaunt and sickly. The air is the life of creatures - they cannot live without it; but there is a great difference between good and bad air. So it is with the air of the soul. The air of my Will maintains life - pure, healthy, holy, beautiful and strong, as it came out from the womb of its Creator. The deadly air of the human will deforms the poor creature, it makes her descend from her origin, and she grows as sick, weak, such as to arouse pity.
[Luisa] Then, with a more tender emphasis, He added:
My little daughter, you must know that Our love gushed out in Creation, and overflowing outside of Ourselves - without anyone having merited such a great good, not even with a single word – Our highest goodness and liberality with no limits created the whole machine of the universe with such great magnificence, order and harmony, for love of the one who did not yet exist.
After this, Our love gushed out more strongly, and We created the one for whom all things had been created. And since, in operating, We operate always with unreachable magnanimity, and while We are not depleted, We give everything, so that nothing of magnanimity, of greatness and of all goods may be lacking to Our work - in creating man, with no merit at all on his part, as dowry, foundation and substance of all goods, joys and happiness, we gave him Our Will as his Kingdom, so that he might lack nothing, having a Divine Will at his disposal and, with It, Our Supreme Being.
What honor would Ours have been if the work of Creation had been poor, meager in light, without the multiplicity of so many created things, without order and without harmony, and Our dear jewel, Our dear son, which is man, without the fullness of the goods of the One who had created him? It would not have been honor for the One who possesses everything and can do everything, to do an incomplete work. More so since, in gushing out so very strongly, as more than mighty waves, Our love wanted to give - to show off as much as it could, to the point of filling Our beloved jewel with all possible imaginable goods, and forming seas of love, of sanctity, of happiness around him,
And, not content with all this, We were taken by love so exuberant towards him that our immensity involved him in everything, everywhere and in each instant. Our all-seeingness looked upon him in everything and even in the fibers of his heart. Our power supported him, carrying him everywhere in our paternal arms. Our Life, our motion palpitated in his heartbeat, breathed in his breath, worked in his hands, walked in his feet and went so far as to make Its self a pathway under his steps. Our paternal bounty, in order to keep this our dear son safe, placed him in conditions in which he could not separate himself from Us, nor We from him.
What else could We have done and did not do? For him We disbursed all our Love, our power, our Will; and We placed our infinite wisdom at his disposal.
In return We did not desire other than he would love Us and that he would freely live in our Will and recognize how much We have loved him and have done for him. But all these goods he lost, because he voluntarily rejected the Kingdom of my Will, his dowry and the substance of his happiness.
Now, as in Creation, my love is gushing out strongly, and it is decided that the Kingdom of my Will wants Its life in the midst of creatures. Therefore, displaying with all magnificence, without looking at their merits, with insuperable magnanimity it wants to give its Kingdom again. Only, it wants creatures to know this, and to know Its goods, so that, by knowing them, they might long for and want the Kingdom of sanctity, of light and of happiness. And just as one will rejected It, so may another one call It, long for It, press It to come to reign in the midst of creatures.
Here is, then, the necessity of the knowledges about It: if a good is not known, it is neither wanted nor loved. Therefore, the knowledges will be the messengers, the heralds, which will announce my Kingdom. My knowledges about my Fiat will take the attitude now of suns, then of thunders, again of bolts of light, then of mighty winds, which will call the attention of the learned and of the ignorant, of the good and also of the evil, falling into their hearts like lightnings, and knocking them down with irresistible strength, to make them rise again in the good of the knowledges acquired. They will form the true renewal of the world; they will assume all attitudes in order to attract and win the creatures, taking the attitude now of peacemakers, who with their kiss of peace will make creatures forget about all the past and remember only to love each other and make each other happy; now of warriors, sure of their victory, to render certain the conquest of those who want to know It; now of incessant prayers, so that all creatures know and enter to take part in a Kingdom so holy’; again as of king, dominating and inspiring love, before whom they will bow their heads in submission.
What will my Will not do?
It will place the whole of Its power in readiness in order to come to reign in the midst of creatures. My Will possesses an enrapturing beauty which, if it makes itself seen with clarity even just once, enraptures, embellishes, casting its waves of beauties over the soul, in such a way that they will not easily be able to forget a beauty so rare, and will remain as though in the maze of Its beauty, unable to get out. It possesses an enchanting power, and the soul remains fixed within Its sweet enchantment. It possesses a balsamic air, such that, as it is breathed, they will feel, enter into themselves, the air of peace, of sanctity, of divine harmony, of happiness, of the light that purifies everything, of the love that burns everything, of the power that conquers everything, in such a way that this air will bring the celestial balm to all the evils produced by the bad, morbid and deadly air of the human will.
See, also in the human life, air acts in a surprising way. If the air is pure, good, healthy, fragrant, the respiration is free, the blood circulation is regular, and creatures grow strong, nourished, rosy and healthy. But if the air is bad, stinking and infected, the respiration is hampered, the blood circulation is irregular; and not receiving the life of the pure air, creatures are weak, pale, gaunt and sickly. The air is the life of creatures - they cannot live without it; but there is a great difference between good and bad air. So it is with the air of the soul. The air of my Will maintains life - pure, healthy, holy, beautiful and strong, as it came out from the womb of its Creator. The deadly air of the human will deforms the poor creature, it makes her descend from her origin, and she grows as sick, weak, such as to arouse pity.
[Luisa] Then, with a more tender emphasis, He added:
“Oh! my Will, how lovable, admirable, powerful You are! Your beauty enamors the Heavens and maintains the enchantment that enraptures the whole Celestial Court, in such a way that they are happy not to be able to remove their gazes from You. O please! with your enchanting beauty that enraptures everything, enrapture the earth; and with your sweet enchantment, enchant all creatures, so that one may be the will of all, one the sanctity, one the life, one your Kingdom, one your Fiat on earth as It is in Heaven.”
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