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possible to be reflected in the heart of a creature. Let Your divinity radiate through me. O
You who dwell in my soul.
1337 As I was praying before the Blessed Sacrament and greeting the five wounds of Jesus, at
each salutation I felt a torrent of graces gushing into my soul, giving me a foretaste of
heaven and absolute confidence in God‟s mercy.
1338 As I write these words, I hear the cry of Satan: “She‟s writing everything, she‟s writing
everything, and because of this we are losing so much! Do not write about the goodness
of God; He is just!” And howling with fury, he vanished.
1339 O merciful God, You do not despise us, but lavish Your graces on us continuously. You
make us fit to enter Your kingdom, and in Your goodness You grant that human beings
may fill the places vacated by the ungrateful angels. O God of great mercy, who turned
Your sacred gaze away from the rebellious angels and turned it upon contrite man, (10)
praise and glory be to Your unfathomable mercy, O God who do not despise the lowly
heart.
1340 My Jesus, despite these graces which You send upon me, I feel that my nature, ennobled
though it be, is not completely stilled; and so I keep a constant watch. I must struggle
with many faults, knowing well that it is not the struggle which debases one, but
cowardice and failure.
1341 When one‟s health is poor, there is much one has to bear. For when one is ill, but not in
bed, one is not considered to be ill. For many reasons, therefore, there are constant
occasions for sacrifices, and sometimes big ones. I understand now that only in eternity
will many things be revealed. But I also understand that if God demands a sacrifice, He
does not withhold His grace, but gives it to the soul in abundance.
1342 My Jesus, let my sacrifice burn before Your throne in all silence, but with the full force of
love, as I beg You to have mercy on souls.
1343 (11) Third day. In the meditation on death, I prepared myself as if for real death. I
examined my conscience and searched all my affairs at the approach of death and,
thanks be to grace, my affairs were directed toward that ultimate goal. This filled my
heart with great gratitude to God, and I resolved to serve my God even more faithfully in
the future. One thing alone is necessary: to put my old self to death and to begin a new
life. In the morning, I prepared to receive Holy Communion as if it were to be the last in
my life, and after Holy Communion I brought before my imagination my actual death, and
I said the prayers for the dying and then the De Profundis for my own soul. My body was
lowered into the grave, and I said to my soul, “See what has become of your body, a heap
of dirt teeming with vermin – that is your inheritance.”
1344 O merciful God, who still allow me to live, give me strength that I may live a new life, the
life of the spirit, over which death has no dominion. And with that, my heart was renewed,
and I began a new life while still here on earth, a life of love of God. Nevertheless, I do
not forget that (12) I am weakness itself, though I do not doubt even for a moment that I
will obtain the help of Your grace, O God.
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