The Ocean of the Divine Will is always murmuring, forming Its huge waves to assault the creature, now with Light, now with Love, now with enchanting Beauty, now with Its sighs; longing for a little place in the creatures, to be able to Live in them. Its Love is Unspeakable. It would reach the Excesses; It would use all Its stratagems of Love, to have the freedom to Live and make us Live in Its Fiat!
I remained surprised in seeing this, and my Adorable Jesus told me: “Daughter of My Will, you don't know the extent Our Love reaches, and what We will do to make the creature Live in Our Will. This is the most Beautiful point of Creation, and if We didn't do so, We could say that Our Work is not accomplished, or that We have not done what We know how to do, and can do. We could say that We haven't done anything of what is still left to do. …”