divine-mercy-in-my-soul

902 January 29, 1937. I overslept today. A little longer, and I would have been too late for
Holy Communion because the chapel is a good distance from our section. 164 When I
went outdoors, the snow was knee-deep. But before it occurred to me that the doctor
would not have allowed me to go out in such snow, I had already come (265) to the Lord
in the chapel. I received Holy Communion and was back in no time. I heard these words
in my soul: My daughter, rest close to My Heart. Known to Me are your efforts. My
soul is more joyful when I am close to the Heart of my God.
January 30, 1937. One-day retreat.
903 I am coming to know God‟s greatness more and more and to rejoice in Him. I remain
unceasingly with Him in the depths of my heart. It is in my own soul that I most easily find
God.
904 During my meditation, I heard these words: My daughter, you give Me most glory by
patiently submitting to My will, and you win for yourself greater merit than that
which any fast or mortification could ever gain for you. Know, My daughter, that if
you submit your will to Mine, you draw upon yourself My special delight. This
sacrifice is pleasing to Me and full of sweetness. I take great pleasure in it; there is
power in it.
905 (266) + Examination of conscience: continuation of the same, to unite myself to the
Merciful Christ. Practice: interior silence; that is, strict observance of silence.
906 + In difficult moments, I will fix my gaze upon the silent Heart of Jesus, stretched upon the
Cross, and from the exploding flames of His merciful Heart, will flow down upon me power
and strength to keep fighting.
907 An extraordinary thing, [that] in winter a canary comes to my window and sings beautifully
for a while. I have tried to check whether there is a canary in a cage somewhere around,
but there is none anywhere, not even in the neighboring ward. One of the other patients
also heard it, but only once, and wondered how a canary could be singing in this freezing
season of the year.
908 + O Jesus, how sorry I feel for poor sinners. Jesus, grant them contrition and repentance.
Remember Your own sorrowful Passion. I know Your infinite mercy and cannot bear it
that a soul that has cost You so much should perish. Jesus, give me the souls (267) of
sinners; let Your mercy rest upon them. Take everything away from me, but give me
souls. I want to become a sacrificial host for sinners. Let the shell of my body conceal
my offering, for Your Most Sacred Heart is also hidden in a Host, and certainly You are a
living sacrifice.
Transform me into Yourself, O Jesus, that I may be a living sacrifice and pleasing to You.
I desire to atone at each moment for poor sinners. The sacrifice of my spirit is hidden
under the veil of the body; the human eye does not perceive it, and for that reason it is
pure and pleasing to You. O my Creator and Father of great mercy, I trust in You, for You
are Goodness Itself. Souls, do not be afraid of God, but trust in Him, for He is good, and
His mercy is everlasting.
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