MARCH 16, FRIDAY
Everything in the world hurts me, causes me pain and agony.
Consolations and joys are sorrows for me, are thorns that hurt
me. Pain teamed with death; that’s what I see, that’s what I
feel united with my misery.
What else do You wish from me, my Jesus? Can I suffer even more?
Behold the handmaid of the Lord. I am, Jesus, and I want always
to be the victim of your divine love, a victim for souls.
During the night, I started to listen if a fire had started on
the floor of my room and in my bed. I felt the effects of the
flames and my ears heard the sound of flames. Many hours have
passed and my body still seems to burn from the inside out. My
thirst is very strong, it sears me. What will be like to burn
forever in hell, my God! What can be the thirst of Jesus for
souls, when the most miserable of creatures suffer so!
At dawn today, they came to arrest me and take me to prison;
they tied my hands, but more than that, they bound my heart even
more tightly: neither could it beat nor could my lips open to
utter a word.
I felt that someone with mad love, with the love of mother
walked from street to street, blinded by pain, looking for me,
to see where she could find me. The noise was awful. I was
dressed in the robes of a king, but worn for scorn. They put a
reed in my hand. What barbarity against me! There were many men
trying to invent the most novel form of suffering, trying to see
who could treat me with the most cruelly.
On the way of Calvary, everything around me was shouting and
clamour. They were not cries of pain, but of hatred and outrage.
There was someone who was crying and was saddened because of me,
someone who wanted to comfort me, to relieve me and heal my
wounds. This one caused me even more pain; it was a pain
attached to my sorrow, a pain that could not soften mine.
Heavenly Mother, the Heavenly Mother, how much She suffered
along with Jesus! On the cross at Calvary, He was one Heart with
Her, one soul, one pain, one love. Jesus forsaken, Heavenly
Mother abandoned in seeing His Son abandoned. If the world knew
and understood this, it would not sin...
Jesus was on the cross, but He was in my heart. By crying "My
Father, why have you forsaken me?", He was saying in His heart:
- Behold, O world, to what state you have reduced Me with your
I felt Him delivering His soul to the Eternal Father. With what
joy He left His Most Holy Body and with what joy He was received
Already in union with my Jesus, I saw Him on the cross, but
within me I saw pouring from his Divine Heart, then already
open, the rest of His precious Blood, and finally water
droplets. He began to tell me:
- Far from Me, my daughter, far, far away, is the sinner
hardened and mad by passions. Far, far away live the sinners
lost to addiction and to flesh, maddened and blinded by all
Come here, my daughter, come, my white dove, to receive from
your Jesus, Father and Spouse, the medicine, the life and light
to lead them to Me.
Jesus united His Divine Heart to mine, as well as His holy face
and His lips also approached mine. He caressed me and light,
love, comfort and life passed from His Heart to mine. He gave me
everything He had. He continued:
- Go, dear daughter, medicine of souls, go and give them all
this; I chose you to be their salvation, I chose you to support
them, I chose you to be their light.
Give it to them, pluck them out of darkness. Go with my love and
your unmatched pain to pluck them from the clutches of Satan;
they are stuck in the mud and in thorns. You are the light of
lights, the madness, the love of loves.
- O my Jesus, give me what you will, give me what is Yours, only
with what is Yours can I steal them from the devil, only with
the light of Thy divine love can I give them light. I thirst, I
thirst, Jesus, to give You souls, all souls.
- Your thirst is mine, my dear one: I quench myself with it. I
thirst and hunger for souls; it is a thirst and hunger that
causes death. Look, so many are trapped, stuck in those thorns!
If you do not go to extract them, they will die there, and from
there they will pass to hell.
- Now, now, my Jesus, I go, I want to go there to release them,
whatever the cost.
- My daughter, but you will leave you own flesh there...
- No matter, my Jesus, I want to save them.
- My daughter, you will shed your blood there...
- No matter, my Jesus, You also shed Yours to the last drop. I
want to go there, whatever the cost, whatever I lose. I'm going,
Jesus, I am going even if I fall apart in those thorns and my
bones remain there. Because of Thy Divine love I give all, all
How harrowing was the vision of these thorns! Without great
help, without the strength of Heaven, never, never would so many
lambs be freed from there.
- O pure one, O beautiful one, O winner of souls, you fly the
flag of victory! You are the lily of the valley, tender flower
of the meadows! Your virtues are lilies, they are flowers from
the angelic garden that adorn the throne of divine Majesty!
What good it will do to souls when your life is known, preached
and read, your heavenly life, your unique life!
Oh, how I crave that the light that you have received from Me
will penetrate the hearts of all mankind! Oh, how I yearn for it
to learn from this book of virtues and divine sciences!
I have yet a means, my daughter, a salutary remedy for saving
many souls. I have not used it yet; I should use it for the
confusion and punishment of those who oppose my divine cause,
prolonging long the brightness of light that I chose for souls.
But first I’ll wait for your dear Father to come, because you
need all his support and comfort. I hide Myself so often that he
must come to sustain and guide you. All the protection of the
earth will be little in the last stage of your life.
Receive, my daughter, again the light and life of the Holy
He came and landed on my head; my soul saw Him flapping wings.
He was a white dove, whiter than snow. My whole head was aglow.
He came to my mouth and, as birds feed their children, He got
His beak into it, flapped His wings and yearned to pass on to me
everything He had.
- My daughter - Jesus said – it’s your life, it’s the divine
life, the life that you live, the life I want souls live! It is
the life of grace, purity and love! It is the light that
enlightens you, is the light with which you illumine the world!
Is the brightness of the sky, is the wealth and treasure of
- Thank you, Jesus. Give me the grace to be faithful, grant me
the grace of corresponding to Your divine love. Give me the
strength I need to fight the demon and save souls for You.