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had gone, I undertook one of the severest mortifications. Nevertheless, the next time I
will not let such a soul get away. For three days I suffered much on her account. How
much I regret that our institutions are so small and that they cannot accommodate a
greater number of souls. My Jesus, You know how much I grieve over every straying
sheep…..
1306 (50) + O humility, lovely flower, I see how few souls possess you. Is it because you are
so beautiful and at the same time so difficult to attain? O yes, it is both the one and the
other. Even God takes great pleasure in her. The floodgates of heaven are open to a
humble soul, and a sea of graces flows down upon her. O how beautiful is a humble soul!
From her heart, as from a censer, rises a varied and most pleasing fragrance which
breaks through the skies and reaches God Himself, filling His Most Sacred Heart with joy.
God refuses nothing to such a soul; she is all-powerful and influences the destiny of the
whole world. God raises such a soul up to His very throne, and the more she humbles
herself, the more God stoops down to her, pursuing her with His graces and
accompanying her at every moment with His omnipotence. Such a soul is most deeply
united with God. O humility, strike deep roots in my whole being. O Virgin most pure, but
also most humble, help me to attain deep (51) humility. Now I understand why there are
so few saints; it is because so few souls are deeply humble.
1307 Eternal Love, Depth of Mercy, O Triune Holiness, yet One God, whose bosom is full of
love for all, as a good Father You scorn no one. O Love of God, Living Fountain, pour
Yourself out upon us, Yours unworthy creatures. May our misery not hold back the
torrents of Your love, for indeed, there is no limit to Your mercy.
1308 + Jesus, I have noticed that You seem to be less concerned with me. Yes, My child, I am
replacing Myself with your spiritual director [Father Andrasz]. He is taking care of you
according to My will. Respect his every word as My own. He is the veil behind
which I am hiding. Your director and I are one; his words are My words.
1309 (52) When I make the Way of the Cross, I am deeply moved at the twelfth station. Here I
reflect on the omnipotence of God‟s mercy which passed through the Heart of Jesus. In
this open wound of the Heart of Jesus I enclose all poor humans…. And those individuals
whom I love, as often as I make the Way of the Cross. From that Fount of Mercy issued
the two rays; that is, the Blood and the Water. With the immensity of their grace they
flood the whole world…….
1310 When one is ill and weak, one must constantly make efforts to measure up to what others
are doing as a matter of course. But even those matter-of-course things cannot always
be managed. Nevertheless, thank You, Jesus, for everything, because it is not the
greatness of the works, but the greatness of the effort that will be rewarded. What is
done out of love is not small, O my Jesus, for Your eyes see everything. (53) I do not
know why I feel so terribly unwell in the morning; I have to muster all my strength to get
out of bed, sometimes even to the point of heroism. The thought of Holy Communion
gives me back a little more strength. And so, the day starts with a struggle and ends with
a struggle. When I go to take my rest, I feel like a soldier returning from the battlefield.
You alone, my Lord and Master, know what this day has contained.
1311 Meditation. During meditation, the sister on the kneeler next to mine keeps coughing and
clearing her throat, sometimes without a break. It occurred to me once that I might take
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