My abandonment in the Divine Fiat continues. I feel I cannot be without remaining in my dear inheritance, that my sweet Jesus, with so much love, gave me, saying to me: “Daughter, I entrust It to you, that you may never go out of It, and may make your continuous echo resound from one point to another, in such a way that all of Heaven may hear that Our endless inheritance of Our Fiat on earth is not isolated, but is inhabited by Our little daughter. She will always go around within It, to keep company with all the acts of Our Will, and with all of Its apartments.” Therefore, it is dear and sweet to me living in my celestial inheritance; I would feel life missing in me without It.
So, while I was going around in It, my always lovable Jesus was going around together with me, and, all love, told me: “My daughter, My Divine Will is all fullness; there is nothing that It does not possess: immensity of light, unreachable sanctity, endlessness without boundaries, incessant generation; It sees everything, It feels and molds everything. All this is Its nature in My Divine Fiat, therefore Its acts possess the fullness of all goods.
“So, in order to be able to enclose even a single act of It in the depth of the soul, it is necessary that she empty herself of all of herself, and return to the void of her nothingness, as in the act in which she was created, so that My Divine Volition may find the space of the nothingness to be able to deposit an act of fullness of Its own, that is such that, possessing the incessant generative virtue, one act calls for another, in a way that nothing must be lacking—neither fullness of light, of sanctity, of love, of beauty, nor multiplicity of Divine acts.
“Therefore, the sanctity done in My Divine Will possesses all the fullness—but so much, that if God wanted to give her more, He would not find the space in which to put more light, more beauty. We would say: ‘You are all beautiful, nor can We add for you any more beauty, so beautiful you are. You are the work of Our Volition, and this is enough for you to be a work worthy of Us.’ …”