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calm, because at the time of the action she had done what was in her power. When it
happens that the living presence of God, which she enjoys almost constantly, leaves her,
she then tries to continue living in lively faith. Her soul understands that there are periods
of rest and periods of battle. Through her will, she is always with God. Her soul, like a
knight, is well trained in battle; from afar it sees where the foe is hiding and is ready (258)
for battle. She knows she is not alone – God is her strength.
891 January 21, [1937]. Since early morning today, I have been wondrously united with the
Lord. In the evening, the hospital chaplain visited me. After we had talked for a while, I
felt my spirit beginning to immerse itself in God, and I began to lose all sense of what was
happening around me. I ardently implored Jesus, “Give me the ability to talk.” And the
Lord granted that I could talk freely with him. But there was a moment when I could not
understand what the priest was saying. I heard his voice, but it was impossible for me to
understand him, and I apologized for not understanding him although I could hear his
voice. This is a moment of the grace of union with God, but imperfect, because exteriorly
the senses are acting imperfectly too. There is no total immersion in God; that is,
suspension of the senses, as often happens when one neither sees nor hears anything
exteriorly, the whole soul being freely absorbed in God. When such a grace visits me, I
want to be alone, and I ask Jesus to (259) protect me from the eyes of creatures. I was
really very embarrassed before the priest, but I was reassured, because he got to know a
little of my soul in confession.
892 Today the Lord gave me to know, in spirit, about the Convent of divine Mercy. I saw a
great spirit in this convent, but everything was poor and very scanty. O my Jesus, you
are allowing me to live in spirit with these souls, but perhaps I shall never set foot there;
but may Your Name be blessed, and whatever You have intended, may it be done.
893 January 22, [1937]. Today is Friday. My soul is in a sea of suffering. Sinners have taken
everything away from me. But that is all right; I have given everything away for their sake
that they might know that You are good and infinitely merciful. I shall be faithful to You,
come rain or shine.
894 Today the doctor decided that I am not to go to Mass, but only to Holy Communion. I
wanted very much to assist at Mass, but my confessor, 162 in agreement with the doctor,
told me to obey. “It is God‟s will, Sister, that you should get (260) well, and you must not
undertake mortifications of any kind. Be obedient, Sister, and God will reward you for it.”
I felt that the confessor‟s words were Jesus‟ words, and although it made me sad to miss
Holy Mass, during which God had been granting me the grace of seeing the Infant Jesus;
nevertheless, I placed obedience above everything else.
I became absorbed in prayer and said my penance. Then I suddenly saw the Lord, who
said to me, My daughter, know that you give Me greater glory by a single act of
obedience than by long prayers and mortifications. Oh, how good it is to live under
obedience, to live conscious of the fact that everything I do is pleasing to God!
895 January 23, [1937]. I did not feel like writing today. Then I heard a voice in my soul: My
daughter, you do not live for yourself but for souls; write for their benefit. You
know that My will as to your writing has been (261) confirmed many times by your
confessors. You know what is pleasing to Me, and if you have any doubts about
what I am saying, you also know whom you are to ask. I grant him light to
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