divine-mercy-in-my-soul

680 July 13. During meditation today, I came to understand that I should never speak
about my own interior experiences, [but] that I should conceal nothing from my
spiritual director; and I will especially ask God to enlighten my spiritual (125)
director. I attach greater importance to the words of my confessor than to all the
lights taken together that I receive interiorly.
681 + Amid the greatest torments, I fix the gaze of my soul upon Jesus Crucified; I do
not expect help from people, but place my trust in God. In His unfathomable mercy
lies all my hope.
682 + The more I feel that God is transforming me, the more I desire to immerse myself
in silence. The love of God is doing its work in the depths of my soul. I see that
the mission which the Lord has entrusted to me is beginning.
683 + Once, when I was praying fervently to the Jesuit Saints, I suddenly saw my
Guardian Angel, who led me before the throne of God. I passed (126) through
great hosts of saints, and I recognized many of them, whom I knew from their
pictures. I saw many Jesuits, who asked me from what congregation I was. When
I answered they asked, “Who is your spiritual director?” I answered that it was
Father A….. When they wanted to say more, my Guardian Angel beckoned me to
be silent, and I came before the throne of God. I saw a great and inaccessible
light, and I saw a place destined for me, close to God. But what it was like I do not
know, because a cloud covered it. However, my Guardian Angel said to me, “Here
is your throne, for your faithfulness in fulfilling the will of God.”
684 Holy Hour. – Thursday. During this hour of prayer, Jesus allowed me to enter the
Cenacle, and I was a witness to what happened there. However, I was most
deeply moved when, before the Consecration, Jesus raised (127) His eyes to
heaven and entered into a mysterious conversation with His Father. It is only in
eternity that we shall really understand that moment. His eyes were like two
flames; His face was radiant, white as snow; His whole personage full of majesty,
His soul full of longing. At the moment of Consecration, love rested satiated – the
sacrifice fully consummated. Now only the external ceremony of death will be
carried out – external destruction; the essence [of it] is in the Cenacle. Never in
my whole life had I understood this mystery so profoundly as during that hour of
adoration. Oh, how ardently I desire that the whole world would come to know this
unfathomable mystery!
685 After the Holy Hour, when I went to my cell, I suddenly learned how greatly God
was offended by a certain person, who was close to my heart. At the sight of this,
my soul was pierced with pain, and I cast myself in the dust before the Lord,
begging His mercy. For two hours, in tears, prayer and flagellation I prevented
(128) the sin, and I learned that God‟s mercy had embraced that poor soul. Oh,
the price of one single sin!
686 + September. First Friday. In the evening, I saw the Mother of God, with Her
breast bared and pierced with a sword. She was shedding bitter tears and
shielding us against God‟s terrible punishment. God wants to inflict terrible
punishment on us, but He cannot because the Mother of God is shielding us.
Horrible fear seized my soul. I kept praying incessantly for Poland, for my dear
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