I was thinking of the tears that Baby Jesus shed at His birth, and I said to myself: “How bitter these tears must have been for Him; how they must have now frozen, now burned that tender face.” In fact, from what I know, tears have two effects depending on the reason for which they are shed: if their cause comes from love, they burn and make one sob; if then they are produced by sorrow, they are ice-cold and make one shiver. For my royal little Baby there was intense and infinite Love, and endless Sorrow; so, His tears must have cost Him very much.” Now, while I was thinking about this, my sweet Jesus moved in my interior, and showed His face wet with tears – but so many, that one flowed after the other, to the point of wetting His chest and His hands. And, sighing, He said to me: “My daughter, My tears began from the very first instant of My Conception in the womb of My Celestial Mama, up to My last breath on the Cross. The Will of My Celestial Father entrusted to Me also the task of tears, and I was to shed so many of them from My eyes, for as many as all creatures together would shed. Just as I conceived all of their souls within Me, so was I to shed all of their tears from My eyes.
“See, then, how much I had to cry. I had to shed from My eyes the tears which creatures shed out of passion, so that Mine might extinguish their passions. I had to shed the tears which are needed after sin, to give them the sorrow for having offended Me and the conviction of the evil they had done, preparing, with My tears, the resolution not to offend Me any more. I had to shed the tears in order to move souls to compassion, to make them comprehend the pains of My Passion; and I also shed abundant tears of Love, in order to electrify souls to love Me, to draw their sympathy and their hearts, all for Me. It is enough to tell you that there is not one tear that arises on the human eye, which I did not shed from My eyes. No one knew of My many tears, of My much crying, hidden and secret. How many times, even as a tender Child, I flew from earth up to Heaven, and leaning My little head upon the knees of My Celestial Father, I cried and cried, and, sobbing, I said to Him: ‘My Father, You see, I am born in the world to tears and to sorrow, just like My brothers, who are born to tears, and die amidst crying. And I love these brothers so much, that I want to shed all of their tears from My eyes. Not even one do I want to let escape, so as to give to their tears, tears of Love, of Sorrow, of Victory, of Sanctification and of Divinization.’ How many times my dear Mama, in looking at Me, was pierced in seeing Me all wet with crying; and because of the pain of seeing Me cry, She united Her tears to mine, and we cried together. And sometimes I was forced to hide Myself to give vent to crying, so as not to always pierce Her maternal and innocent Heart. Other times, I waited for the moment when My Celestial Mama, out of necessity, had to occupy Herself with housework, to give vent to My tears, in order to complete the number of tears of all creatures.” …