Then, as I was a little more in suffering than usual, I was thinking to myself: “Oh! how I would love for my pains to form for me the wings to let me fly to my Celestial Fatherland.” And instead of afflicting me, my little pains were making feast to me. I felt concerned about it, and my beloved Jesus added: “My daughter, do not be surprised; in the face of glory, the pains smile, they feel triumphant in seeing the conquests they have acquired. The pains confirm and establish the glory, more or less great, in the creature; and according to the pains, so does she feel, being painted within her, the most beautiful and various tints of beauty; and in seeing themselves being transformed into the rarest beauty, they make feast. So, on earth the pains cry, at the doors of Heaven begins their eternal smile that will never end. On earth the pains are bearers of humiliation, at the eternal gates they are bearers of glory. On earth they render the poor creature unhappy, but by the miraculous secret that they possess, they work—deep inside her inmost fibers and in the whole of the human being—the Eternal Kingdom, in such a way that each pain takes on its own distinct office: one acts as chisel, another as hammer, another as file, another as brush, another as color. And only when each pain has fulfilled its work, then do they leave the creature entrusted to them, and they lead her, triumphant, up to Heaven. And only when they see each pain changed into a distinct joy and perennial happiness, then do they let her go. However, only if the creature receives them with love, and feels and receives in each pain the kiss, the embraces, the tight squeezes of My Divine Will, then do the pains possess this miraculous virtue. Otherwise, they become as if they had no instruments apt to fulfilling their work.
“But do you want to know who the pain is? The pain is I, who hide inside of it to form the arcane works for My Celestial Fatherland, and I requite at usury the brief dwelling that they have given Me on earth. I have imprisoned Myself in the small prison of the creature in order to continue My life of pains down here; it is just for this life of Mine to receive its joys, its happinesses, its exchange of glory in the Celestial Region. Therefore, let your surprise cease in hearing that your pains smile before the victories, the triumphs and the conquests.”