Then, I continued my abandonment in the Divine Fiat, and my sweet Jesus added: “My daughter, My Divine Will was given from the very beginning of Creation as life of the creatures, and It took on the commitment to maintain this life in them whole, beautiful, in its full vigor, administering, in each act of creature, a Divine Act of Its own—an act of the height of Its sanctity, of Its Light, of Its Power and Beauty. It would place Itself in waiting—waiting for their act in order to give Its own, in such a way as to make in it a portent of Divine Life worthy of Its power and wisdom.
“In order to comprehend this, it is enough to say that My Divine Volition was to form as many lives of Itself in each creature, and therefore It would place the whole of Its ability and the infinite qualities It possessed in the exercise of working. How beautiful these Divine Lives in the creatures would have been. In looking at them, We were to find in them Our reflection, Our Image, the echo of Our Happiness. What joy, what feast Creation would have been for Us and for the creatures!
“Now, you must know that one who does not do My Divine Will and does not live in It, wants to destroy his own Divine Life within himself, that he was to possess. To destroy one’s own life—what crime! Who would not condemn one who wanted to destroy his own corporal life, or one who did not want to take food, reducing himself to being emaciated, infirm, incapable of anything? Now, one who does not do My Will destroys his life that the Divine Goodness wants to give him; and one who does My Will, but not always, and does not live in It, because he lacks continuous and sufficient food, is the poor ill one, without strength, emaciated, incapable of doing true good; and if it seems that he does something, it is without life, strained, because My Will alone can give it life. What crime, My daughter, what crime, that deserves no pity.”
My lovable Jesus showed Himself very tired and as though restless, so great was His sorrow for so many lives destroyed in the creatures. I felt pain because of it, and I said to Jesus: “My Love, tell Me, what troubles You? You suffer very much, the destruction of these Divine Lives of Your adorable Will is Your greatest sorrow; therefore I pray You—let Its Kingdom come, so that this, Your sorrow, may turn into joy, and so Creation will no longer give You restlessness and sorrow, but rest and happiness.”
And seeing that with my speaking I could not get to calming Him, I called to my help all the acts of His Will done in Creation, and emitting my own, I surrounded Jesus with the acts of His Will. An immense light formed around Jesus, and that light eclipsed all the evils of creatures, and He could take rest.
Then He added: “My daughter, My Will alone can give Me rest. If you want to calm Me when you see Me restless, lend yourself to the carrying out of the life of My Will in you, and as you make all Its acts your own, I will find in you Its light, Its sanctity, Its infinite joys giving Me rest, and I will take a little break from chastising the creatures who, because of these Divine Lives that they destroy within themselves, so much deserve that I destroy all natural goods and even their very lives.
“Don’t you see how the sea goes out of its shore and advances to snatch these lives into its bosom and bury them in it? The wind, the earth, almost all the elements advance to make a snatch at creatures and destroy them. These are the acts of My Will spread in Creation for love of them, that, having not been received with love, convert into justice.”
I remained frightened in seeing this, and I prayed my highest Good, Jesus, to placate Himself and to let the Kingdom of the Divine Fiat come soon.