divine-mercy-in-my-soul

1717 (84) Today, I was talking with the Lord, and He said to me, There are souls with whom I
can do nothing. They are souls that are continuously observing others, but know
nothing of what is going on within their own selves. They talk about others
continually, even during times of grand silence, which is reserved for speaking only
with Me. Poor souls, they do not hear My words; their interior remains empty. They
do not look for Me within their own hearts, but in idle talk, where I am never to be
found. They sense their emptiness, but they do not recognize their own guilt, while
souls in whom I reign completely are a constant source of remorse to them. Instead of
correcting themselves, their hearts swell with envy, and if they do not come to their
senses, they plunge in even deeper. A heart, which thus far is envious, now begins to
be filled with hate. And they are already at the edge of the precipice. They are jealous
of my gifts in other souls, but they themselves are unable and unwilling to accept
them.
1718 (85) To stay at Your feet, O hidden God,
Is the delight and paradise of my soul.
Here, You give me to know You, O incomprehensible One,
And You speak to me sweetly: Give Me, give Me your heart.
Silent conversation, alone with You,
Is to experience what heavenly beings enjoy,
And to say to God, “I will, I will give You my heart, O Lord,”
While You, O great and incomprehensible One, accept it graciously.
Love and sweetness are my soul‟s life,
And Your unceasing presence in my soul.
I live on earth in constant rapture,
And like a Seraph I repeat, “Hosanna!”
O You Who are hidden, body, soul and divinity,
Under the fragile form of bread,
You are my life from Whom springs an abundance of graces;
And, for me, You surpass the delights of heaven.
When you unite Yourself with me in Communion, O God,
I then feel my unspeakable greatness,
(86) A greatness which flows from You, O Lord, I humbly confess,
And despite my misery, with Your help, I can become a saint.
1719 + During Holy Mass, I came to know that a certain priest does not effect much in souls
because he thinks about himself and so is alone. God‟s grace takes flight; he relies on trifling
external things, which have no importance in the eyes of God; and, being proud, he fritters
away his time, wearing himself out to no purpose.
1720 There are moments when Jesus gives me knowledge within my soul, and then everything
that exists on earth is at my service: friends, enemies, success, adversity…. All things,
willing or not, must serve me. I do not think of them at all; I strive to be faithful to God and to
love Him to the point of complete forgetfulness of self. And He Himself looks after me and
fights against my enemies.
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