After this, I felt I was outside of myself, and I found myself together with my sweet Jesus, but so clasped with Him, and He with me, that I almost could not see His Divine Person. And I, I don’t know how, said: “My sweet Jesus, while I am clasped to You, I want to attest to You my love, my gratitude, and everything that the creature has the duty to do, because You have created our Immaculate Queen Mama—the most beautiful, the holiest, and a portent of grace, enriching Her with all gifts, and making Her also our Mother. And this I do in the name of creatures, past, present and future; I want to seize, in flight, each act of creature—word, thought, heartbeat and step, and in each of them tell You that I love You, I thank You, I bless You, I adore You, for all that You have done for my Celestial Mama and Yours.” Jesus enjoyed my act—but so much, that He said to me: “My daughter, I was anxiously awaiting this act of yours in the name of all generations. My justice, My love, felt the need of this requital, because great are the graces that descend upon all, for having so enriched My Mama. Yet, they never have a word, a ‘thank You’, to say to Me.”