Then, I continued my round in the Fiat, and while accompanying my lovable Jesus in His Life down here, I felt pity for Him when I reached those points in which He was all alone, not even with His Celestial Mama, like in the desert and in the nights of His Public Life when, withdrawing from everyone, He would almost always remain outdoors, outside of built-up areas, alone, praying and even crying for our salvation.
And I said to myself: “My Jesus, your little daughter does not have the heart to leave You alone. I want to place myself near You, and if I can do nothing else, I will whisper in your ear: ‘I love You, I love You....’ For the sake of Your loneliness, prayers and tears, give me the Kingdom of Your Will. Hurry—see how the world is falling; Your Will will place it in safety.”
But while I was thinking of this, my Beloved Jesus came out from within my interior, and throwing Himself into my arms to enjoy my company, He told me: “My daughter, thank you. I await you always in each of My acts, to be able to say: ‘The little daughter of My Will never left Me alone.’