"My child, come into these tied arms of mine. Rest your head on my breast and you will see more intense and bitter pains, because those you see on the outside of my humanity are but the overflowing of my interior pains."
"Oh! how much will creatures love Me, when they come to know what my Humanity did in the Divine Will, and what It made Me suffer for love of them. My Cross was not of wood – no; It was made of souls. It was them that I felt palpitating in the Cross on which the Divine Will laid Me - and It let none of them escape Me, It gave a place to each one, and in order to give a place to all, It stretched Me in such a harrowing way, and with pains so atrocious, that I could call the pains of my Passion little, and reliefs. Therefore, hasten, so that my Will may make known all that this Eternal Volition operated in my Humanity. This knowledge will win so much love, that creatures will bend to let It reign in their midst.”
Vol. 15, Feb. 16, 1923
As I was in my usual state,
sweet Jesus made me suffer part of His pains and of His deaths, which He
suffered for each creature. From my little pains I could comprehend how
atrocious and mortal the pains of Jesus had been. Then He told me:
“My daughter, my pains are incomprehensible to human nature, and the very pains
of my Passion were shadows or similes of my interior pains. My interior pains
were inflicted on Me by an Omnipotent God, and not one fiber could dodge His
blow; those of my Passion were inflicted on Me by men who, having neither
Omnipotence nor All-seeingness, were not able to do what they wanted, nor to
penetrate into every single fiber of mine.
"My interior pains were
incarnate, and my very Humanity was transformed into nails, into thorns, into
scourges, into wounds, into martyrdom, so cruel as to give Me continuous
deaths; and these were inseparable from Me - they formed my very Life. On
the other hand, those of my Passion were extraneous to Me; they were thorns and
nails which could be driven inside, and eventually, they could also be removed;
and the mere thought that a pain can be removed is a relief. But my interior
pains, which were formed of my own flesh - there was no hope that they might be
removed, or that the sharpness of a thorn or the piercing of the nails might be
lessened.
"My interior pains were so
great and so many that I could call the pains of my Passion reliefs and kisses
given to my interior pains; and uniting together, they gave the last proof of
my great and excessive love for the salvation of souls. My external pains
were voices which called everyone to enter into the ocean of my interior pains,
to make them comprehend how much their salvation cost Me. And then, from
your own interior pains, communicated by Me, you can somehow comprehend the
continuous intensity of mine. Therefore, pluck up courage - it is love
that pushes Me to this.”
Vol. 14, Aug. 19, 1922These sufferings of our Lord were not limited to the time of his Passion but encompassed the entirety of his Humanity from the moment of his conception.
"O most loving Father, consider that if my humanity has now
reached the extremes of it sufferings, my heart as well bursts for the
bitterness and the intimate pains and unheard-of agonies which it has suffered
for the duration of thirty-four years, beginning from the first instant of my
incarnation. O Father, you know the
intensity of these interior bitternesses which would have been capable of
making me die of pure agony in every moment, if our omnipotence had not
sustained me to prolong my suffering up to this extreme agony. Yes, if until now I have offered you all the
pains of my most holy humanity to appease your justice which is hanging over
everyone, and to draw upon everyone your triumphant mercy, now, in a particular
way for the souls consecrated to us who have gone astray, I present my heart to
you, crushed, pressed and broken under the press of all the moments of my
mortal life."
The Hours of the Passion, The Crucifixion
These pains were witnessed by the Virgin Mary and therefore she became the depository of them and shared in them.
Continuing in my usual
state, I felt oppressed because blessed Jesus often allows that I suffer while
the confessor is present; and I lamented to Him, telling Him: ‘My Love, I
pray You, I implore You, do not again allow that I suffer in the presence of anyone.
Let everything pass between You and me, and that You alone be aware of my
pains. O please! make me content, give Me your word that You will not do
it any more. Even more, make me suffer twice as much; I am happy, as long
as everything is hidden between You and me.’
And Jesus, interrupting my
speaking, told me: “My daughter, do not lose heart; when my Will wants
it, you too must surrender. Besides, this is nothing other than a step of
my Life. My very hidden Life, my interior pains and everything I did,
always had at least one or two spectators; and this, with reason, out of
necessity, and in order to obtain the purpose of my pains themselves. The
first spectator was my Celestial Father, from whom nothing could escape; since
He Himself was the One who inflicted those pains upon Me, He was actor and
spectator. If my Father had seen and known nothing, how could I satisfy
Him, give Him glory, and bend Him to mercy for mankind at the sight of my
pains? Their purpose would have failed.
Secondly, my Mama was
spectator of all my pains of my hidden Life, and this was necessary.
Having come from Heaven to earth to suffer, not for Myself, but for the good of
others, I had to have at least one creature in whom I was to place that good
which my pains contained, and therefore move my dear Mama to thank Me, to
praise Me, to love Me and to bless Me, letting Her admire the excess of my
Goodness; so much so that, captured, enraptured and moved at the sight of my
pains, She prayed Me that in the face of the great good which my pains brought
to Her, I would not exempt Her from being identified with my own pains in order
to suffer them, to repay Me, and to be my perfect imitator. If my Mama
had seen nothing, I would not have had my first imitator - not a ‘thank you’,
no praise. My pains and the good they contained would have remained
without effect because, since no one would have known them, I could not have
made the first prop, and the purpose of the great good which the creature was
to receive would have been lost. See how necessary it was that at least
one creature be aware of my pains?
Vol. 14, Oct. 3, 1922
We have the opportunity to unite ourselves with these sufferings of Jesus which are now revealed to us through these Volumes which the previous saints did not have access to. Mary, Jesus and Luisa all experienced these sufferings and we can approach each and all of them as depositories of them, although I'd like to add Luisa and Mary will always be creatures while Jesus is God.
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