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secondly, because I would not even be able to make the confession, since I felt I would
burst into tears like a little child. A while later, one of the sisters came along and again
reproved me: “There‟s some milk with butter in the oven, Sister; why don‟t you drink it?”
I answered that there was no one to bring it to me.
1454 + When night fell, the physical sufferings increased and were joined by moral sufferings.
Night and suffering. The solemn silence of the night made it possible for me to suffer
freely. My body was stretched on the wood of the cross. I writhed in terrible pain until
eleven o‟clock. I went in spirit to the Tabernacle and uncovered the ciborium, leaning
my head on the rim of the cup, and all my tears (66) flowed silently toward the Heart of
Him who alone understands what pain and suffering is. And I experienced the
sweetness of this suffering, and my soul came to desire this sweet agony, which I would
not have exchanged for all the world‟s treasures. The Lord gave me strength of spirit
and love towards those through whom these sufferings came. This then was the first
day of the year.
1455 Also on this day I felt the prayer of a beautiful soul [probably Father Sopocko or Father
Andrasz] who was praying for me and giving me, in spirit, his priestly blessing. I
answered in return with my own ardent prayer.
1456 + O most gracious Lord, how merciful it is on Your part to judge each one according to
his conscience and his discernment, and not according to people‟s talk. My spirit
delights and feeds more and more on Your wisdom, which I am getting to know more
and more deeply. And in this, the vastness of Your mercy becomes more and more
manifest to me. O my Jesus, the effect of all this knowledge on my soul is that I am
being transformed into a flame of love towards You, my God.
1457 (67) + January 2, 1938. As I was preparing for Holy Communion today, Jesus
demanded that I should write more; not only about the graces which He grants me, but
also about external matters, and this for the consolation of many souls.
1458 + After that night of suffering, when the priest [Father Matzänger 226 ] entered my cell with
the lord Jesus, such fervor filled my whole being that I felt that if the priest had tarried a
little longer, Jesus himself would have leaped out of his hand and come to me.
1459 After Holy Communion the Lord said to me, If the priest had not brought Me to you, I
would have come Myself under the same species. My daughter, your sufferings
of this night obtained the grace of mercy for an immense number of souls.
1460 + My daughter, I have something to tell you. I replied, “Speak, Jesus, for I thirst for
Your words.” It displeases Me that, because the sisters were murmuring, you did
not ask to have Father Andrasz hear your confession in your cell. Know that,
because of this, you gave them even greater cause for murmuring. (68) Very
humbly I begged the Lord‟s forgiveness, O my Master, rebuke me; do not overlook my
faults, and do not let me err.
1461 + O my Jesus, when I am misunderstood and my soul is in anguish, I want to stay a
while alone with You. The words of mortals give me no comfort. Do not send me, O
Lord, such messengers as speak only for themselves and say what their own nature
dictates to them. Such consolers make me very tired.
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