Aug. 1 - First Saturday

— The Heart of Jesus like that of His Blessed Mother cheer up with joy for the sufferings  of the mad one, mad of Jesus, the crucified one of the Calvary and with the sufferings of her spiritual father, who has been that and will be for all eternity. What months of so much honor and glory to Heaven! The souls spouses of Jesus, the suffering souls, sacrificing themselves for Jesus and for souls... Jesus and Mary eager to see this blazing light shining in the whole world. The men try to put it out and to destroy it, but in vain. Jesus, hidden in His victim, undergoes their false judgments. Jesus, hidden in His victim submits Himself to the will of her spiritual father and to that of the doctor of His little crazy one. All they do for the glory of the Most High, Jesus will welcome it. Nothing would be needed, Jesus even wouldn’t want it, if the Blindie wanted to see. What blindness and cruelty! They subject to the biggest martyrdom the souls more lovers of Jesus. They lead to the biggest humiliations those who are the dearest ones of the pupils of the eyes of Jesus. Jesus, the King of Love, has been winning and will always win. He loves with all the madness of love the souls who love and surround His crucified one. Are beautiful the designs of Jesus. Everything is lovely what He makes clear through his beloved.

— O my Jesus, how great is your love for me! Give me all the needed courage, give me your infinite love and take me to my homeland. I belong to Heaven and not to earth, I am yours and not of the world.

— Soon the Heaven will enjoy this great victory, to see going in it the greatest heroin of humanity.

Thank You, thank You, my Jesus!

August 15

—  is with the strongest and the purest love’s links that Jesus ties to His divine Heart and to that of His Blessed Mother His little crazy one of love, the greatest victim of sacrifice, the greatest joy and glory of the Most High that He has and could have on the earth.

It's with the same bonds of love that Jesus relates to the same divine Hearts the spiritual Father of His benjamin, the doctor and the loved souls who sacrifice themselves for her.

The predilections of the Calvary’s heroin are predilections of Jesus. Jesus loves passionately His benjamin, rather than the pupils of His eyes. He will give her the Heaven. He will give her all the glory and all the love so that she distributes to the souls.

— , my Jesus, are so sweet your caresses and those of the Heavenly Mother!

- It is the reward of so much pain and suffering; it is the madness of love that Jesus and the Heavenly Mother have for Their crucified one. It is with the same love that Jesus and Mary love and give themselves to the souls lovers of their little crazy one.

The Blessed Trinity is leaning, the Holy Spirit extends Its rays and radiates them on this richest vault of the Blessed Heart of Jesus.

— ank You, Thank You, my Jesus!

August 26

Our offerings to Jesus don’t cost; to tell Him that whole body belongs to Him, to tell Him: 'I am yours for the martyrdom and for the cross’. But when you feel the rigors of His divine Justice, when He lets sign that He took it seriously and that He used our fragile instrument to so save the world, it is of dying. What terrible and terrifying is the divine Justice!

On August 21, which was Friday, Jesus came as usual to unburden Himself with me, He petted me with his sweet and gentle fondnesses. On this day His infinite goodness did not want to dismiss them to me. I had to suffer, I had to try out what the Eternal Father reserved for the guilty world, but especially for Portugal. I felt everything on fire, everything in ruins. There were such the flames that were setting alight Portugal that they were not leaving in it stone on stone, no one could find the biggest building. With all the complaints of our Lord, with all the weight of the divine Justice, I was really very frightened for two days and two nights. Repeatedly whole my being was shuddering frightened by fear. The blaze continued and I felt myself in the midst of all this destruction. It was impossible to resist to this suffering if it would last a long time and if Jesus had not a factor for it. What I will describe I don’t swear that it was the reality, though it seems me that I can swear.

They should be 4 o'clock in the morning, a paradise was formed on me. This was composed only by very nice angels, bright as gold. I saw only little heads and little wings; they flatter continually with them, staring me all with their bright eyes. I understood that that beating of wings was calling me to Paradise. My soul felt so much comfort that made me get outside of me. I lived no longer on earth and an invisible force made me go up and bring me to these little angels. I do not know what maintained me in the air. Since then, all this fear of the Lord’s threats was softening, the brightness of the angels, that hit of the wings beats everything that is pain, everything that threatens the world and Portugal. Heaven is stronger than the earth! The Jesus’s love is stronger than His divine justice!

My soul obliges me to describe all this, leaving to the decision of my spiritual father if this was dream or my delusion or the true reality. It seems to me that I was not sleeping and the comfort it gave me could only come from Heaven. It was a divine cure.