Then, I continued following the acts of the Divine Will, and as I arrived at the point when It called the Sovereign Queen out from nothing, I stopped to comprehend Her—all beautiful, majestic. Her rights of Queen extended everywhere; Heaven and earth bent their knees to recognize Her as Empress of everyone and of everything. And I, from the bottom of my heart, venerated and loved the Sovereign Lady, and, as the little one I am, I wanted to make a jump onto Her maternal knees, to say to Her: “Holy Mama, all beautiful are you, and you are so because you lived of Divine Will. O please! you who possess It—pray It to descend upon earth and to come to reign in the midst of your children.”
But while I was doing this, my adored Jesus added: “My daughter, even if My Mother had not been My Mother, only because She did the Divine Will perfectly and knew no other life, and lived in the fullness of It, by virtue of Her continuous living in My Fiat, She would have possessed all the Divine prerogatives—She would still be Queen, the most beautiful of all creatures. In fact, wherever My Divine Fiat reigns, It wants to give everything, It holds nothing back; even more, It loves the creature so much that, making use of Its loving stratagems, It hides, It makes Itself little within her, loving to be knocked out by her. Indeed, was is not a knocking out of the Divine Volition that the Sovereign Queen of Heaven did, as She reached the point of making Me be conceived and of hiding Me in Her womb? Oh! if all knew what My Divine Will is able to do and can do, they would make all sacrifices in order to live only of My Will.”