divine-mercy-in-my-soul

Oh, great is the soul that, midst suffering,
Stands faithfully by God and does His will
And remains uncomforted midst great rainbows
And storms,
For God‟s pure love sweetens her fate.
It is no great thing to love God in prosperity
And thank Him when all goes well,
But rather to adore Him midst great adversities
And love Him for His own sake and place one‟s hope in Him.
When the soul is in the shadows of Gethsemane,
All alone in the bitterness of pain,
(318) It ascends towards the heights of Jesus,
And though ever drinking bitterness – it is not sad.
When the soul does the will of the Most High God,
Even amidst constant pain and torments,
Having pressed its lips to the chalice proffered,
It becomes mighty, and nothing will daunt it.
Though tortured, it repeats: Your will be done,
Patiently awaiting the moment of its transfiguration,
For, though in deepest darkness, it hears the voice of Jesus: You are Mine,
And this it will know fully when the veil falls.
996 February 28, 1937. Today, I was undergoing the Passion of Jesus for a longer time, and
thus I saw that many souls were in need of prayer. I feel that I am being completely
transformed into prayer in order to beg God‟s mercy for every soul. O my Jesus, I am
receiving You into my heart as a pledge of mercy for souls.
997 This evening, when I heard the hymn, “Good night, Holy Head of my Jesus,” on the radio,
my spirit was suddenly swept away to God‟s mysterious bosom, and I knew (319) in what
the greatness of a soul consists and what matters to God: love, love, and once again,
love. And I understood how all that exists is saturated with God, and such a love of God
inundated my soul that I am at a loss to describe it. Happy the soul that knows how to
love unreservedly, for in this lies its greatness.
998 Today, I took part in a one-day retreat. When I was at the last conference, 177 the priest
was speaking of how much the world needs God‟s mercy, and that this seems to be a
special time when people have great need of prayer and God‟s mercy. Then I heard a
voice in my soul: These words are for you. Do all you possibly can for this work of
My mercy. I desire that My mercy be worshiped, and I am giving mankind the last
hope of salvation; that is, recourse to My mercy. My Heart rejoices in this feast.
After these words, I understood that nothing can dispense me from the obligation which
the Lord demands from me.
999 Last night I was in such pain that I thought it was the end. The doctors could not
diagnose what the sickness was. (320) I felt as if my entrails had been torn to shreds,
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