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United in The Most Holy and Divine Will with the Sacred Heart of Jesus and the Immaculate Heart of Mary,
all souls of past, present and future with all the Heavenly Hosts
and with the voice of all creation,
we go to the Throne of our Triune God
and united with the Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta, the little daughter of the Divine Will
we pray that God’s Kingdom Come, that His Will be done on earth as It is in Heaven
and searched for, known, desired, loved, and possessed by all; and for…
Entrustment of our Home to
Most Holy Virgin Mary, appointed by God to be the Help of Christians,
we choose you as the Mother and Protectress of our home.
We ask you to favor us with your powerful protection.
Preserve our home from every danger; from fire, flood, lightning, storms,
earthquakes, thieves, vandals, and from every other danger.
Bless us, protect us, defend us, keep us as your own,
all the people who dwell in this home.
Protect them from all accidents and misfortunes,
but above all obtain from them the most important grace of avoiding sin.
Mary, Help of Christians pray for all those who live in this home
which is entrusted to you.
Invocation to our Lady
Composed by Saint John Bosco
Oh Mary, powerful Virgin, great and illustrious rampart of the Church,
wonderful Help of Christians, terrible as an army drawn up in battle array;
you alone overcome every error in the world;
in anxieties, in struggles, in every difficulty defend us from the enemy
and at the hour of our death receive our souls into paradise. Amen.
Mary, Help of Christians pray for all those who live in this home
which is entrusted to you.
May this act be multiplied to the infinite in God’s Most Holy Divine Will.
We repeat this act with every beat of our heart and breath that we take in time and eternity.
We bring all souls with us, from the first to the last: and repeat this act with every beat of our hearts and breaths that we take.
We bring all creatures with us, from the first to the last: and repeat this act with every beat of our hearts and breaths that we take.
We bring all the Acts of Creation and Redemption with us for every movement, each particle and being for all eternity that this intention is repeated.
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SPRAWLING COMPLEX IN INDIANA HAS CHAPEL WHERE ‘OUR LADY OF AMERICA’ APPEARED
by Michael H. Brown
The chapel is in a huge building that once served as both a convent and healing center and it is here, in America’s heartland, in a sprawling complex, amid cornfields that are still farmed by Amish, that the apparitions now known as “Our Lady of America” first allegedly occurred [see previous stories].
This is Sylvan Springs, Indiana (right outside Rome City, about an hour northwest of Fort Wayne), and to visit it, to tour this place that had once been run by nuns known as the Order of the Precious Blood — but later fell into the hands of a cult — is to feel a century of spiritual turbulence.
It was on September 25, 1956, as she was making her Holy Hour between 7 and 8 p.m., that a Precious Blood nun named Sister Mildred Mary Ephrem Neuzil felt a presence by her side as she was praying in the chapel and caught a glance of a white gown and blue sash. “I was under the impression that she came as Our Lady of Lourdes, and she herself confirmed this,” Sister Mildred later wrote of the Virgin (who promised that miracles even greater than those granted at Lourdes and Fatima were possible here in America and in particular the United States if it did as she desired, if it came back to purity, if it cherished its young, and if it met a special request to establish a statue of the apparition in the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception in Washington).
Although that first announcement was more a locution than a full-scale apparition, the next day, in this same chapel — just after Mass, on the feast of the North American Martyrs — the Virgin again allegedly appeared before the end of the community’s prayers of thanksgiving. She was all in white with a lily and enveloped in a “soft glow.”
It was not the first time Sister Mildred had seen the Virgin Mary; indeed, her visions went back 18 years, and she was only here at Sylvan Springs for three months. Most of her mysticism occurred in Ohio.
But it was in this chapel that Mary announced herself as “Our Lady of America” in an apparition that received the assistance and preliminary approval of a man who would become archbishop of Cincinnati.
No one is exactly sure where the apparitions occurred. The greatest likelihood seems to be a small west wing of the chapel. All we know is that Sister Mildred was sitting in one of the standard high-backed wood pews that are still stored at the site and that in the years since the devil has done everything in his power to quash this apparition. In the 1970s the land was sold by the order to a cult called The Way. They stripped the chapel of its statues, covered the stained glass with boards, and used the domed tabernacle, now damaged, for storage.
Their ghosts still haunt the place; there is a raging spiritual war. It’s a microcosm of the world. It’s a microcosm of the U.S. Of late Larry Young, a devout and courageous Catholic businessman from Chicago, has purchased the 196-acre plot, seeking to restore the chapel, turn the rest of the 175-room building into a retreat center, as well as develop the land into a center for baseball tournaments. He has spent $300,000 of his own money on renovations so far. He hopes to draw youth and expose them to the grace of the Virgin — helped in this endeavor by an equally courageous 85-year-old priest named Father Robert J. Hoevel and small groups of rosary-praying pilgrims who pray 15 decades at the site in beautiful candlelit ceremonies. Last December 8, Mass was held here for the first time in a quarter century.
They are trying to reclaim the land and I also stood there, prayed, and threw Holy Water. I also tried to discern. Could it be possible? Is this where the United States’ first preliminarily approved apparition occurred? Would its request of instituting a statue in Washington, D.C. — turning the national shrine into a place of pilgrimage — one day occur?
And would the demons that haunt America be chased away as they are now chasing away the spirits that have afflicted this place in Indiana?
I wondered at the small arches, the nine smaller stained glass windows that are in the west wing, and at how in the midst of the apparition Sister Mildred became aware that the other sisters were leaving the chapel and that in obedience she also had to. “I said to Our Lady, `Please forgive me, Mother, but I do have to go now or my work will not be finished.’ “
The Virgin understood but when Sister Mildred returned to her room upstairs, Mary was waiting for her.
I retraced this. I took the 16 or so steps from the chapel to a back stairway that led up to what are now long lonely corridors where cell after cell served as home to sisters of the Precious Blood and where in one — no one knows exactly which — Sister Mildred again saw the Virgin with a lily as Mary watched the nun dutifully perform her chores.
On the afternoon of the same day during the last half of another Holy Hour Mary had reportedly spoken again. “My child. I entrust you with this message that you must make known to my children in America. I wish it to be the country dedicated to my purity. The wonders I will work will be the wonders of the soul. They must have faith and believe firmly in my love for them. I desire that they be the children of my Pure Heart. Let them come to me with confidence and simplicity, and I, their Mother, will teach them to become pure like to my Heart that their own hearts may be more pleasing to the Heart of my Son.”
There were other apparitions. There were other times she appeared here to Sister Mildred. At least two others occurred on October 5 and October 13. Now, they claim phenomena is occurring again. I don’t know how to discern this. I urge caution. Nothing should be done without great spiritual protection. I heard accounts of the sun spinning, of a mysterious blue butterfly, of a light that seemed to descend one night we were there and according to a teenaged woman formed into a blue light with the Virgin in it — then left like a red comet.
These reports are likely to continue. Once more, great caution must be used.
But this we know for sure: a spiritual battle rages and when that happens it’s a call to arms. We’re asked by God to take back what has been sullied by Satan. We’re asked to reclaim our chapels and churches and youth from the clutches of the evil one.
Not just here. Everywhere.
“I desire to make the whole of America my shrine by making every heart accessible to the love of my Son,” Our Lady of America had said, adding this prayer right around the time she was in Rome City: “By thy Holy and Immaculate Conception, O Mary, deliver us from evil”!
If we say that enough, the darkness will not only leave this place but the rest of our nation as well.
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Rita was born in the year 1381 in the village of Roccaporena, near Cascia , Italy . Her parents, Antonio and Amata Lotti, considered her birth a very special gift from God, for Rita was born to them as they were already advancing in age. As a young girl Rita frequently visited the convent of the Augustinian Nuns in Cascia and dreamed of one day joining their community. Her parents, however, had promised her in marriage, according to the custom of the day, to Paolo Mancini, a good man of strong and impetuous character. Rita accepted her parents’ decision, resolved to see this as God’s will for her.
The young couple was joined in marriage and soon twin boys were born to them. Rita found herself occupied with the typical concerns of a wife, mother, and homemaker of Roccaporena, while Paolo was employed as a watchman for the town. In Cascia, as elsewhere, a great rivalry existed between two popular political factions, the Guelphs, and the Ghibellines. As a minor official of the town, Paolo often found himself drawn into the conflict, and the strain that this caused probably accounts for the tension, which he sometimes brought into the Mancini household. By her prayer, patience, and affection, however, Rita was able to ease the stress and worry her husband experienced, but she was not able to shield him altogether from the dangers to which society exposed him.
DEATH OF HUSBAND AND SONS
One day as Paolo was returning home from work he was ambushed and killed. The pain which this unexpected and violent death inflicted upon Rita was only compounded by the fear she felt that her two teenage sons, moved by the unwritten law of the “vendetta,” would seek to avenge their father’s death. Rita’s only recourse was to prayer and persuasion. As it happened, the death of both boys from natural causes a short time later removed them from physical and spiritual danger. Despite her great burden she could still thank God that they had died in peace, free of the poison of murder to which hatred and revenge might have otherwise drawn them.
Now alone in the world and without family responsibilities, Rita once more turned her thoughts to the desired vocation of her youth, that of joining the Augustinian Nuns of Saint Mary Magdalene Monastery. Some of the religious of the community, however, were relatives of the members of the political faction considered responsible for Paolo’s death, and so as not to tempt the harmony of the convent, Rita’s request for admission was denied. Fortunately, she was not to be easily dissuaded from following what she knew to be God’s plan for her. She implored her three patron saints — John the Baptist, Augustine, and Nicholas of Tolentino to assist her, and she set about the task of establishing peace between the hostile parties of Cascia with such success that her entry into the monastery was assured.
THE GIFT OF THE THORN
At the age of thirty-six Rita pledged to follow the ancient Rule of Saint Augustine. For the next forty years she gave herself wholeheartedly to prayer and works of charity, striving especially to preserve peace and harmony among the citizens of Cascia. With a pure love she wanted more and more to be intimately joined to the redemptive suffering of Jesus, and this desire of hers was satisfied in an extraordinary way. One day when she was about sixty years of age, she was meditating before an image of Christ crucified, as she was long accustomed to doing. Suddenly a small wound appeared on her forehead, as though a thorn from the crown that encircled Christ’s head had loosed itself and penetrated her own flesh. For the next fifteen years she bore this external sign of stigmatization and union with the Lord. In spite of the pain she constantly experienced, she offered herself courageously for the physical and spiritual well being of others. During the last four years of her life Rita was confined to bed and was able to eat so little that she was practically sustained on the Eucharist alone. She was, nevertheless, an inspiration to her sisters in religion and to all who came to visit her, by her patience and joyful disposition despite her great suffering.
One of those who visited her some few months before her death — a relative from her hometown of Roccaporena — was privileged to witness firsthand the extraordinary things wrought by Rita’s requests. When asked whether she had any special desires, Rita asked only that a rose from the garden of her parents’ home be brought to her. It was a small favor to ask, but quite an impossible one to grant in the month of January! Nevertheless, on returning home the woman discovered, to her amazement, a single brightly-colored blossom on the bush where the nun said it would be. Picking it, she returned immediately to the monastery and presented it to Rita who gave thanks to God for this sign of love. Thus, the saint of the thorn became the saint of the rose, and she whose impossible requests were granted her became the advocate of all those whose own requests seem impossible as well. As she breathed her last, Rita’s final words to the sisters who gathered around her were, “Remain in the holy love of Jesus. Remain in obedience to the holy Roman Church. Remain in peace and fraternal charity.”
Having faithfully and lovingly responded to God’s many invitations to her in the course of her seventy-six years, Rita returned to God in peace on May 22, 1457. Her body, which has remained incorrupt over the centuries, is venerated today in the shrine of Cascia, which bears her name. Her feast is observed on the anniversary of her death, 22 May.
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Feast of Pentecost
In the Divine Will
From the Writings of
The Servant of God Luisa Piccarreta
The Little Daughter of the Divine Will
The Queen of Heaven in the Kingdom of the Divine Will. The Teacher of the Apostles, Dwelling and Center of the Nascent Church, and the Boat of Refuge.
The Descent of the Holy Spirit.
The soul to her Celestial Mother:
Here I come to You again, Sovereign of Heaven. I feel so drawn to You that I count the minutes, waiting for your Supreme Height to call me in order to give me the beautiful surprises of your maternal lessons. Your love of Mother enraptures me, and my heart rejoices in knowing that You love me. I feel great confidence that my Mama will give me so much love and so much grace as to form a sweet enchantment for my human will; in such a way that the Divine Will may extend Its seas of light within my soul, and place the seal of Its Fiat in all my acts. O please! O holy Mama, never leave me alone again, and let the Holy Spirit descend into me, that He may burn away all that does not belong to the Divine Will.
Lesson of the Queen of Heaven:
My blessed child, your words echo in my Heart, and feeling wounded, I pour Myself into you with my seas of graces. Oh, how they run toward my child, to give you the life of the Divine Will! If you are faithful to Me, I will leave you no more. I will always be with you, to give you the food of the Divine Will in each one of your acts, words and heartbeats.
Now listen to Me, my child. Our Highest Good, Jesus, has departed for Heaven and is now before His Celestial Father, pleading for His children and brothers, whom He has left upon earth. From the Celestial Fatherland, He looks at everyone – no one escapes Him; and His love is so great that He leaves His Mama on earth as comfort, help, lesson and company for His children and Mine.
Now, you must know that as my Son departed for Heaven, I remained together with the apostles in the cenacle, waiting for the Holy Spirit. They were all around Me, clinging to Me, and we prayed together; they did nothing without my advice. And when I began to speak to instruct them and to narrate some anecdotes about my Son which they did not know – as for example, the details of His birth, His baby tears, His loving traits, the incidents that happened in Egypt, the so many wonders of the hidden life in Nazareth… – oh, how attentive they were in listening to Me! They were enraptured in hearing of the so many surprises, the so many teachings that He had given Me, which were to serve for them. In fact, my Son had said little or nothing about Himself to the apostles, reserving for Me the task of making known to them how much He had loved them, and the details which only His Mother knew. So, my child, I was in the midst of my apostles more than the Sun of the day. I was the anchor, the wheel, the boat in which they found refuge, to be safe and sheltered from every danger. Therefore, I can say that I delivered the nascent Church upon my maternal knees, and that my arms were the boat in which I led Her to a safe harbor, and I still do.
Then the time came for the descent of the Holy Spirit, promised by my Son, in the cenacle. What a transformation, my child! As they were invested, they acquired new science, invincible strength, ardent love. A new life flowed within them, which rendered them intrepid and courageous, in such a way that they scattered throughout the whole world to make Redemption known, and to lay down their lives for their Master. I remained with beloved John, and was forced to leave Jerusalem, as the storm of persecution began.
My dearest child, you must know that I still continue my Magisterium in the Church – there is nothing which does not descend from Me. I can say that I pour all Myself out for love of my children, and I nourish them with my maternal milk. Now, during these times, I want to display an even more special love by making known how my whole life was formed in the Kingdom of the Divine Will. Therefore I call you onto my knees, into my maternal arms, so that, forming a boat for you, you may be sure to live in the sea of the Divine Will. Greater grace I could not give you. O please! I beg you, make your Mama content! Come to live in this Kingdom so holy! And when you see that your will would want to have some act of life, come and take refuge in the safe boat of my arms, saying to Me: “My Mama, my will wants to betray me, and I deliver it to You, that you may put the Divine Will in its place.”
Oh, how happy I will be if I am able to say: “My child is all Mine, because she lives of Divine Will.” And I will make the Holy Spirit descend into your soul, that He may burn away from you all that is human; and by His refreshing breath, He may rule over you and confirm you in the Divine Will.
Divine Teacher, today your little child feels her heart swollen, to the point of pouring myself out in crying, and wetting your maternal hands with my tears. A veil of sadness invades me, and I fear that I will not profit from your many teachings and from your many more than maternal cares. My Mama, help me, fortify my weakness; put to flight my fears; and I, abandoning myself in your arms, will be certain to live fully of the Divine Will.
Today, to honor Me, you will recite seven Glory Be’s in honor of the Holy Spirit, praying to Me that His prodigies may be renewed over the whole holy Church.
Celestial Mama, pour fire and flames into my heart, that they may consume me, and burn away all that is not Will of God.
Volume 2 – February 28, 1899
How she (Luisa) sees the Divinity of Jesus.
After the confessor told me to explain to him how I sometimes see the Divinity of Our Lord, I answered that it was impossible for me to be able to tell him anything. But, at night, blessed Jesus appeared to me and almost reproached me because of this refusal of mine, and then He flashed through me with two most luminous rays. With the first one I understood in my intellect, that Faith is God and God is Faith. I tried to say a few things about Faith; now I will try to say how I see God – and this was the second ray.
While I am outside of myself, and I find myself in the height of the heavens, I seem to see God within a light. He Himself seems to be light, and within this light there is beauty, strength, wisdom, immensity, height, depth – endless and boundless. Even in the air we breathe is God present, and we breathe Him; so, each one can make Him his own life, as indeed He is. Nothing escapes Him, and nothing can escape Him. This light seems to be all voice, though it does not speak; and all operating, though it always rests. It is present everywhere, though it occupies no space; and while it is present everywhere, it also has its own center. Oh, God, how incomprehensible You are! I see You, I feel You, You are my life, You restrict Yourself within me, but You remain always immense and lose nothing of Yourself. Yet, I feel I am stammering, and it seems I can say nothing.
In order to explain myself better, according to our human language, I will say that I see a shadow of God in the whole creation, because in the whole creation – someplace He has cast the shadow of His beauty, someplace His fragrances, someplace His light, as in Sun, in which I see a special shadow of God. I see Him as though concealed within this sphere, as the king of all other spheres. What is the Sun? It nothing but a globe of fire. One is the globe, but its rays are many; from this we can easily understand how the globe is God, and the rays are the immense attributes of God.
Second. The Sun is fire, but It is also light and heat. Here is the Most Holy Trinity veiled in the Sun: the fire is the Father, the light is the Son, the heat is the Holy Spirit. However, the Sun is one, and just as one cannot separate fire from light and heat, so one is the power of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit, who in reality cannot be separated from one another. And just as fire produces light and heat at the same time, in such a way that fire cannot be conceived without light and heat; in the same way, the Father cannot be conceived before the Son and the Holy Spirit, and vice versa, but all Three of the Them have the same eternal beginning.
I add that the light of the Sun diffuses everywhere; in the same way, God penetrates everywhere with His immensity. However, let us remember that this is but a shadow, because the Sun cannot reach where It cannot penetrate with Its light, while God penetrates everywhere. God is most pure Spirit, and we can represent Him with the Sun, which makes Its rays penetrate everywhere, and no one can grab them with their hands. Moreover, God looks at everything – the iniquities and the evils of men – but He remains always as He is, pure, holy and immaculate. A shadow of God is the Sun, which sends Its light over rubbish, but remains immaculate; It spreads Its light in the fire, but is not burned; in the sea and in the rivers, but is not drowned. It gives light to all, It fecundates everything, It gives life to all with Its heat, but does not become poor in light, nor does It lose any of Its heat. Even more, while It does so much good to all, It needs no one, and remains always as It is – majestic, shining, ever immutable. Oh, how well one can see the divine qualities in the Sun! With His immensity, God is present in the fire, but is not burned; in the sea, but is not drowned; under our steps, but is not trampled. He gives to all, but does not become poor, and needs no one; He looks at everything – even more, He is all eyes, and there is nothing He does not hear. He is aware of each fiber of our hearts, of each thought of our minds, but, being most pure Spirit, He has neither ears nor eyes, and no matter what happens, He never changes. The Sun invests the world with Its light, and It does not tire; in the same way, God gives life to all, helps and rules the world, and He does not tire.
A man can hide or place shelters so as not to enjoy the light of the Sun and Its beneficial effects, but he does nothing to the Sun – the Sun remains as It is, while all the evil will fall upon man. In the same way, by sin, the sinner can move away from God and no longer enjoy His beneficial effects, but he does nothing to God – the evil is all his own.
The roundness of the Sun also symbolizes the eternity of God, which has no beginning and no end. The penetrating light of the Sun itself is such that no one can restrict it in his eye; and if one wanted to stare at It in Its midday fullness, he would remain dazzled; and if the Sun wanted to draw near man, man would be reduced to ashes. The same for the Divine Sun: no created mind can restrict It in its little mind so as to comprehend It in all that It is; and if it wanted to try, it would remain dazzled and confused; and if this Divine Sun wanted to display all Its love, allowing man to feel It while he is in his mortal flesh, he would be reduced to ashes.
So, God has cast a shadow of Himself and of His perfections over the whole creation; it seems that we see Him and touch Him, and we are touched by Him continuously.
Volume 3 – December 22, 1899
How God draws us to love Him in three ways, and how He manifests Himself to the soul in three ways.
This morning my adorable Jesus was not coming. After much waiting and waiting He made Himself just barely seen several times, like a lightning that flashes by. But I seemed to see a light rather than Jesus, and in this light, a voice which, the first time it came, said: “I draw you to love Me in three ways: by dint of benefits, by dint of sympathies, and by dint of persuasions.”
Who can say how many things I comprehended in these three words? It seemed to me that in order to attract my love and also that of the other creatures, blessed Jesus makes benefits rain down for our good, and in seeing that this rain of benefits does not reach the point of gaining our love, He reaches the point of rendering Himself sympathetic. And what is this sympathy? It is His pains suffered for love of us, to the point of dying, deluging blood upon a cross, where He rendered Himself so sympathetic as to enamor of Himself His very executioners and His fiercest enemies. Even more, in order to attract us more and render our love stronger and more stable, He left us the light of His most holy examples, united to His celestial doctrine, which, like light, dispel for us the darkness of this life and lead us to eternal salvation.
The second time it came, it said to me: “I manifest Myself to the soul in three different ways: by power, by news and by love. The power is the Father, the news is the Word, the love is the Holy Spirit.” Oh, how many more things I comprehended! But too little is that which I am able to manifest. It seemed to me that God manifests Himself to the soul, by power, in the whole of creation; from the first to the last being is the omnipotence of God manifested. The heavens, the stars and all the other beings speak to us, though in a mute language, of a Supreme Being, of an Uncreated Being, of His omnipotence. In fact, the most learned man, with all of his science, cannot arrive at creating the most wretched mosquito, and this says that there must be a most powerful uncreated Being who created everything, and gives life and preservation to all beings. Oh, how the whole universe, in clear notes and with indelible characters, speaks to us of God and of His omnipotence! Therefore, one who does not see Him is voluntarily blind! By news: it seemed to me that blessed Jesus, in descending from Heaven, came upon earth in person to give us news of what is invisible to us; and in how many ways did He not manifest Himself? I believe that everyone can comprehend the rest by himself, therefore I will not go on speaking.
Volume 17 – May 17, 1925 Volume 17
(Continuation of the previous chapter). Other ways to fuse oneself in the Divine Will; first, in return for Creation, and then for Redemption.
After I had the Confessor hear what is written above – with the date of May 10th – on fusing myself in the Divine Volition, he was not satisfied, and ordered me to continue to write about the way to fuse myself in the Holy Divine Volition. So, out of obedience, and for fear that my Jesus might be even slightly disappointed, I continue.
Now, I add that as that immense void comes before my mind, in fusing myself in the Supreme Volition, the little child begins her round again, and rising up high, she wants to repay her God for all the love He had for all creatures in Creation. She wants to honor Him as Creator of all things, and so she goes around the stars, and in each flickering of light I impress my “I love You” and “Glory to my Creator”. In every atom of the light of the sun that comes down, my “I love you” and “Glory”. In the whole expanse of the heavens, between the distance from one step to another, my “I LOVE YOU” and “GLORY”. In the warbling of the bird, in the beating of its wings: “Love” and “Glory” to my Creator. In the blade of grass which sprouts from the earth, in the flower that blooms, in the fragrance that ascends: “Love” and “Glory”. On the peak of the mountains and in the depths of the valleys: “Love” and “Glory”. I wander through every heart of creature as though wanting to enclose myself and shout from within, to every heart, my “I love you” and “Glory to my Creator”. And then, as if I had gathered everything together in such a way that everything gives return of love and recognition of glory for all that God has done in Creation, I go to His Throne, and I say to Him: ‘Supreme Majesty and Creator of all things, this little child comes into your arms to tell You that all of Creation, in the name of all creatures, gives You not only return of love, but also the just glory for the so many things You created for love of us. In your Will, in this immense empty space, I wandered everywhere, so that all things may glorify You, love You and bless You. And now that I have put in relation the love between Creator and creature, which the human will had broken – as well as the glory that everyone owed You, let your Will descend upon earth, that It may bind and strengthen all the relations between Creator and creature, and so that all things may return to the original order established by You. Therefore, hurry, do not delay any longer – don’t You see how the earth is full of evils? Your Will alone can stop this current and save it – your Will, known and ruling.’
After this, I feel that my office is still not complete. So I descend to the bottom of that empty space, in order to repay Jesus for the Work of Redemption. And as though finding all that He did in act, I want to give Him my return for all the acts that all creatures should have done in waiting for Him and receiving Him upon earth. Then, as though wanting to transform all of myself into love for Jesus, I go back to my refrain, and I say: ‘”I LOVE YOU” in the act of descending from Heaven to be incarnated, and I impress my “I LOVE YOU” in the act of being conceived in the most pure womb of the Virgin Mary. “I LOVE YOU” in the first drop of blood which was formed in your Humanity. “I LOVE YOU” in the first beat of your Heart, to mark all your heartbeats with my “I LOVE YOU”. “I LOVE YOU” in your first breath; “I LOVE YOU” in your first pains; “I LOVE YOU” in the first tears You shed in the maternal womb. I want to return your prayers, your reparations, your offerings, with my “I LOVE YOU”. “I LOVE YOU” in your birth. “I LOVE YOU” in the cold you suffered. “I LOVE YOU” in each drop of the milk you suckled from your Most Holy Mama. I want to fill with my “I LOVE YOUs” the clothes with which your Mama swaddled You. I lay my “I LOVE YOU” upon that ground on which your Mama placed You in the manger, as your most tender limbs felt the hardness of the hay – but more than of hay, the hardness of hearts. My “I LOVE YOU” in each of your wailings, in all the tears and sufferings of your childhood. I make my “I LOVE YOU” flow in all the relations and communications and love You had with your Immaculate Mama. “I LOVE YOU” in Her dearest kisses, in each word You said, in the food You took, in the steps You took, in the water You drank. “I LOVE YOU” in the work You did with your hands. “I LOVE YOU” in all the acts You did during your hidden Life. I seal my “I LOVE YOU” in each one of your interior acts and in the pains You suffered. I lay my “I LOVE YOU” upon the paths You covered, in the air You breathed, in all the sermons You made during your public Life. My “I LOVE YOU” flows in the power of the miracles You made, in the Sacraments You instituted. In everything, O my Jesus, even in the most intimate fibers of your Heart, I impress my “I LOVE YOU”, for me and for all. Your Will makes everything present to me, and nothing do I want to leave, in which my “I LOVE YOU” is not impressed.
Your little Daughter of your Will feels this duty – as there’s nothing else she can do – that You may have at least my little “I LOVE YOU” for everything You did for me and for all. Therefore my “I LOVE YOU” follows You in all the pains of your Passion, in all the spit, scorn and insults they gave You. My “I LOVE YOU” seals every drop of the Blood You shed, every blow You received, every wound that formed in your body, each thorn that transfixed your head, the bitter pains of the Crucifixion, the words You pronounced on the Cross. Up to your last breath, I intend to impress my “I LOVE YOU”. I want to enclose all your Life, all your acts, with my “I LOVE YOU”. I want You to touch, see and feel my continuous “I LOVE YOU”. My “I LOVE YOU” will never leave You – your very Will is the life of my “I LOVE YOU”.
But do You know what this little child wants? That the Divine Will of your Father, which You loved so much, and which You did during all your Life upon earth, make Itself known to all creatures, so that all may love It and fulfill your Will, on earth as It is in Heaven. This little child would want to surpass You in love, so that You may give your Will to all creatures. Please, make this poor little one happy, who wants nothing but what You want: that your Will be known and reign upon all the earth.’
Now I believe that obedience will be happy in some way. Though it is true that in many things I had to make a few jumps, otherwise I would never end. Fusing myself in the Divine Volition is like a springing fount for me; and every tiny thing I hear and see, even one offense given to my Jesus, is occasion for me for new ways and new fusions in His Most Holy Will.
Now, I continue by saying that my sweet Jesus told me: “My daughter, to all you have said on fusing yourself in my Will, another application must be added – that of fusing yourself in the order of grace, in all that the Sanctifier – the Holy Spirit – has done and will do to those who are to be sanctified. Furthermore, while We – the Three Divine Persons – remain always united in working, if Creation is related to the Father, and Redemption to the Son – the “Fiat Voluntas Tua” was attributed to the Holy Spirit. And it is exactly in the “Fiat Voluntas Tua” that the Divine Spirit will display His Work. You do it when, in coming before the Supreme Majesty, you say: ‘I come to give love in return for everything which the Sanctifier does to those who are to be sanctified. I come to enter into the order of grace, to give You glory and return of love, as if all had become Saints, and to repair You for all the oppositions and lack of correspondence to grace…”; and as much as you can, in Our Will you search for the acts of grace of the Spirit Sanctifier, in order to make your own – His sorrow, His secret moans, His anguishing sighs in the depth of the hearts, on seeing Himself unwelcome. And since the first act He does is to bring our Will as the complete act of their sanctification, on seeing Himself rejected, He moans with inexpressible moans. And in your childlike simplicity, you say to Him: ‘Spirit Sanctifier, hurry, I implore You, I beg You, let everyone know your Will, so that, in knowing It, they may love It and welcome your prime act of their complete sanctification – which is your Holy Will!’ My daughter, We – the Three Divine Persons – are inseparable and distinct, and in this way do We want to manifest to the human generations Our Works for them: while remaining united within Ourselves, each One of Us wants to manifest individually His Love and His Work for the creatures.”
Volume 18 – November 1925
The moans of the Holy Spirit in the Sacraments. The return of love of the soul.
I was fusing myself in the Holy Divine Will according to my usual way; and while I was trying, as much as I could, to return my Jesus with my little love for all that He has done in Redemption, my adorable and sweet Love, Jesus, moving in my interior, told me: “My daughter, with your flight in my Will, reach all the Sacraments instituted by Me; descend into their depths, to give Me your little return of love. Oh, how many of my secret tears you will find, how many bitter sighs, how many suffocated moans of the Holy Spirit! His moaning is continuous, before the many disillusions of Our Love.
The Sacraments were instituted in order to continue my Life on earth in the midst of my children. But, alas, how many sorrows! This is why I feel the necessity of your little love. It may be small, but my Will will make it great. My Love does not tolerate for one who must live in my Will not to be associated to my sorrows, and not to give Me her little return of love for all that I have done and that I suffer. So, my daughter, see how my Love moans in the Sacraments.
If I see the newborn being baptized, I cry with sorrow, because while with baptism I restore his innocence – I find again my child, I give back to him the rights over Creation which he had lost, I smile at him with love and satisfaction, I make the enemy flee from him, that he may no longer have any right over him, I entrust him to the Angels and all Heaven makes feast for him – soon my smile turns into sorrow, the feast into mourning… I see that the one who is being baptized will be an enemy of mine, a new Adam, and maybe even a lost soul. Oh, how my Love moans in each Baptism! Especially, then, if one adds that the Minister who is baptizing him does not do it with the respect, the dignity and the decorum which befit a Sacrament containing a new regeneration… Ah, many times they pay more attention to a bagatelle, to just any show, than to administering a Sacrament. So my Love feels pricked by the baptizer as well as the baptized, and It moans with inexpressible moans.
Would you not want, then, to give Me a return of love, a loving moan, for each baptism, to keep company to my sorrowful moans?
Move on to the Sacrament of Confirmation. Ah, how many bitter sighs! While with Confirmation I restore his courage, I give him back the lost strengths, rendering him invincible to all his enemies and to his passions, he is admitted in the ranks of the militia of his Creator, so that he may fight in order to acquire the Celestial Fatherland, and the Holy Spirit gives him His loving kiss once again, lavishing a thousand caresses on him, and offering Himself as the companion of his career – many times, however, He feels He is being returned with the kiss of the traitor, His caresses being despised, His company shunned. How many moans, how many sighs for his return, how many secret voices to the heart, to the one who shuns Him – to the point of getting tired of speaking… But – no! It is all in vain!
Therefore, do you not want to give your return of love, your loving kiss, your company to the Holy Spirit, who moans for so much neglect?
But, do not stop, continue your flight and you will hear the anguishing moans of the Holy Spirit in the Sacrament of Penance. How much ingratitude! How many abuses and profanations, on the part of those who administer it and on the part of those who receive it! In this Sacrament, my Blood becomes active upon the contrite sinner, in order to descend into his soul, to wash him, to embellish him, to heal him and strengthen him, to restore in him the lost Grace, to place in his hands the keys of Heaven, which sin had snatched away from him, to seal on his forehead the peaceful kiss of forgiveness… But, alas, how many harrowing moans, in seeing souls approaching this Sacrament of Penance without sorrow, out of habit, almost as a vent of the human heart! Others – horrible to be said – instead of coming to find the life of their soul – grace, come to find death, to pour out their passions… Therefore, the Sacrament is reduced to a mockery, to a nice chat, and my Blood, instead of descending into them as cleansing, descends as fire, which withers them even more. And so, in every Confession, Our Love cries inconsolably and, sobbing, repeats: ‘Human ingratitude, how great you are! Everywhere you try to offend Me; and while I offer you Life, you turn the very Life I offer you into death!’
See, then, how Our moans await your return of love in the Sacrament of Penance.
Don’t let your love stop here; go through all the Tabernacles, through each Sacramental Host, and in each Host you will hear the Holy Spirit moan with inexpressible moans. The Sacrament of the Eucharist is not only the life of the souls who receive it, but is my own Life, which gives Itself to them. So, the fruit of this Sacrament is to form my Life in them; each Communion serves to make my Life grow, to develop It, in such a way as to be able to say, ‘I am another Christ’. But, alas, how few take advantage of it! Even more, how many times I descend into hearts and they make Me find the weapons to wound Me – they repeat to Me the tragedy of the Passion! And as the Sacramental species are consumed, instead of pressing Me to stay with them, they force Me to leave, bathed with tears, crying over my sacramental destiny; and I find no one to soothe my crying and my sorrowful moans… If you could break those veils of the Host, which cover Me, you would find Me bathed with crying, knowing the destiny that awaits Me in descending into hearts.
Therefore, let your return of love be continuous for each Host, in order to soothe my crying. You will render the moans of the Holy Spirit less sorrowful.
Do not stop, otherwise We will not find you always together with Us in Our moans and in Our secret tears; We will feel the void of your return of love…
Descend into the Sacrament of Ordination. Here, yes, you will find Our most intimate and hidden sorrows, the most bitter tears, the most harrowing moans… The Ordination constitutes man to a supreme height, to a divine character – the repeater of my Life, the administrator of the Sacraments, the one who reveals my secrets, my Gospel, the most sacred science; the peacemaker between Heaven and earth, the bearer of Jesus to souls. But, alas, how many times We see that the ordained will be a Judas for Us, a usurper of the character which is impressed on him! Oh, how the Holy Spirit moans in seeing the ordained snatching from Him the most sacred things, the greatest character which exists between Heaven and earth! How many profanations! Each act of this ordained, not done according to the character which has been impressed on him, will be a cry of sorrow, a bitter crying, a harrowing moan… The Ordination is the Sacrament which encloses all other Sacraments together. Therefore, if the ordained is able to preserve whole within himself the character he has received, he will almost rescue the other Sacraments; he will be the defender and the savior of Jesus Himself. But, not seeing this in the ordained, Our sorrows increase even more, Our moans become more continuous and sorrowful.
Therefore, let your return of love flow in each priestly act, to keep company to the moaning Love of the Holy Spirit.
Lend Us the ear of your heart and listen to Our profound moans in the Sacrament of Marriage. How many disorders in it! Marriage was raised by Me as a Sacrament, in order to place in it a sacred bond, the symbol of the Sacrosanct Trinity, the Divine Love which It encloses. Therefore, the love which was to reign in the father, in the mother and in the children, the concord and peace among them, was to symbolize the Celestial Family. I was to have as many other families upon earth, similar to the Family of the Creator, destined to populate the earth like as many terrestrial angels, who would then populate the Celestial regions. But, alas, how many moans in seeing many families of sin being formed in Marriage, which symbolize hell, with discord, with lack of love, with hatred, and which populate the earth like many rebellious angels, who will serve to populate hell… The Holy Spirit moans with harrowing moans in each Marriage, in seeing so many infernal dens being formed upon earth.
Therefore, place your return of love in each Marriage, in each creature which comes to the light; in this way, your loving moan will render Our continuous moans less sorrowful.
Our moans are not yet finished; so let your return of love reach the bed of the dying when he receives the Sacrament of the Extreme Unction. But, alas, how many moans, how many secret tears! This Sacrament has the virtue of placing the dying sinner in safety, at any cost, and it is the confirmation of sanctity for the good and the saints. It is the last bond which it establishes, through its Unction, between the creature and God; it is the seal from Heaven which it impresses in the redeemed soul, in order to purify her and embellish her; it is the final touch which the Holy Spirit gives her in order to dispose her to leave the earth, so as to make her appear before her Creator. In sum, the Extreme Unction is the last display of Our Love; it is the last clothing of the soul; it is the settlement of all the good works, and therefore it acts in a surprising way in those who are alive to Grace. With the Extreme Unction, the soul is as though covered by a celestial dew, which deadens, as in one breath, her passions, her attachment to the earth and to all that does not belong to Heaven… But, alas, how many moans, how many bitter tears, how many indispositions, how much negligence; how great the loss of souls, how few the sanctities it finds to be confirmed, how scarce the good works to be reordered and rearranged!
Oh, if all could hear Our moans, Our crying upon the bed of the dying, in the act of administering the Sacrament of the Extreme Unction – all would cry with sorrow!
Do you not want, then, to give Us your return of love for each time this Sacrament is administered, which is the last display of Our Love toward the creature? Our Will awaits it everywhere, in order to have your return of love and your company to Our moans and sighs.”
Volume 22 – June 12, 1927
Relations that exist between Creator and creature, between Redeemer and redeemed ones, between Sanctifier and sanctified ones. Who it is that will be able to read the divine characters.
…And one who wants to know and receive all the relations and bonds of sanctity, must love the Sanctifier. The Holy Spirit puts His flames on the way toward one who truly loves, and binds her with the relations of His sanctity. Without love there is no sanctity, because the bonds of true sanctity are already broken.”
From Volume 1
After this, on that morning, in order to dispose my heart more, Jesus spoke about the annihilation of myself. He also spoke of the immense desire which I was to excite within me in order to dispose myself to receive that grace. He told me that desire makes up for the lacks and imperfections that may be in the soul; it is like a mantle that covers everything. But this was not a simple speaking – it was an infusion in me of that which He was saying.
While my soul was exciting itself with ardent yearnings for receiving the grace that Jesus Himself wanted to give me, Jesus came back and transported me outside of myself, up to Paradise. And there, in the presence of the Most Holy Trinity and of all the Celestial Court, He renewed the marriage. Jesus put out the ring adorned with three precious stones, white, red and green, and He gave it to the Father, who blessed it and gave it back to the Son again. The Holy Spirit took my right hand and Jesus placed the ring on my ring finger. Then I was admitted to the kiss of all the Three Divine Persons, and each of Them blessed me.
Who can tell my confusion when I found myself before the Most Holy Trinity? I will just say that as soon as I found myself in their presence, I fell flat to the ground, and I would have remained there if it wasn’t for Jesus, who encouraged me to go into their presence, so much was the light, the sanctity of God. I am only saying this; the other things I will leave out, because I remember them confusedly.
The Servant of God Luisa Piccarreta was born in Corato in the Province of Bari, on April 23,1865 and died there in the odor of sanctity on March 4, 1947.
Luisa had the good fortune to be born into one of those patriarchal families that still survive in our realm of Puglia and like to live deep in the country, peopling our farmhouses. Her parents, Vito Nicola and Rosa Tarantino, had five children: Maria, Rachele, Filomena, Luisa and Angela. Maria, Rachele and Filomena married. Angela, commonly called Angelina, remained single and looked after her sister until she died.
Luisa was born on the Sunday after Easter and was baptized that same day. Her father – a few hours after her birth – wrapped her in a blanket and carried her to the parish church where holy Baptism was administered to her.
Nicola Piccarreta was a worker on a farm belonging to the Mastrorilli family, located at the middle of Via delle Murge in a neighborhood called Torre Disperata, 27 kilometers from Corato. Those who know these places, set among the sunny, bare and stony hills, can appreciate the solemnity of the silence that envelops them. Luisa spent many years of her childhood and adolescence on this farm. In front of the old house, the impressive, centuries-old mulberry tree still stands, with the great hollow in its trunk where Luisa used to hide when she was little in order to pray, far from prying eyes. It was in this lonely, sunny spot place that Luisa’s divine adventure began which was to lead her down the paths of suffering and holiness. Indeed, it was in this very place that she came to suffer unspeakably from the attacks of the devil who at times even tormented her physically. Luisa, to be rid of this suffering, turned ceaselessly to prayer, addressing in particular the Virgin Most Holy, who comforted her by her presence.
Divine Providence led the little girl down paths so mysterious that she knew no joys other than God and his grace. One day, in fact, the Lord said to her: “I have gone round and round the world again and again, and I looked one by one at all my creatures to find the smallest one of all. Among so many I found you. Your littleness pleased me and I chose you; I entrusted you to my angels so that they would care for you, not to make you great, but to preserve your littleness, and now I want to begin the great work of fulfilling my will. Nor will you feel any greater through this, indeed it is my will to make you even smaller, and you will continue to be the little daughter of the Divine Will” (cf. Volume XII, March 23, 1921).
When she was nine, Luisa received Jesus in the Eucharist for the first time and Holy Confirmation, and from that moment learned to remain for hours praying before the Blessed Sacrament. When she was eleven she wanted to enroll in the Association of the Daughters of Mary – flourishing at the time – in the Church of San Giuseppe. At the age of eighteen, Luisa became a Dominican Tertiary taking the name of Sr. Maddalena. She was one of the first to enroll in the Third Order, which her parish priest was promoting. Luisa’s devotion to the Mother of God was to develop into a profound Marian spirituality, a prelude to what she would one day write about Our Lady.
Jesus’ voice led Luisa to detachment from herself and from everyone. At about eighteen, from the balcony of her house in Via Nazario Sauro, she had a vision of Jesus suffering under the weight of the Cross, who raised his eyes to her saying: “O soul, help me!“. From that moment an insatiable longing to suffer for Jesus and for the salvation of souls was enkindled in Luisa. So began those physical sufferings which, in addition to her spiritual and moral sufferings, reached the point of heroism.
The family mistook these phenomena for sickness and sought medical help. But all the doctors consulted were perplexed at such an unusual clinical case. Luisa was subject to a state of corpse-like rigidity – although she showed signs of life – and no treatment could relieve her of this unspeakable torment. When all the resources of science had been exhausted, her family turned to their last hope: priests. An Augustinian priest, Fr. Cosma Loiodice, at home because of the Siccardian* laws, was summoned to her bedside: to the wonder of all present, the sign of the Cross which this priest made over the poor body, sufficed to restore her normal faculties instantly to the sick girl. After Fr. Loiodice had left for his friary, certain secular priests were called in who restored Luisa to normality with the sign of the Cross. She was convinced that all priests were holy, but one day the Lord told her: “Not because they are all holy – indeed, if they only were! – but simply because they are the continuation of my priesthood in the world you must always submit to their priestly authority; never oppose them, whether they are good or bad” (cf. Volume I). Throughout her life, Luisa was to be submissive to priestly authority. This was to be one of the greatest sources of her suffering. Her daily need for the priestly authority in order to return to her usual tasks was her deepest mortification. In the beginning, she suffered the most humiliating misunderstandings on the part of the priests themselves who considered her a lunatic filled with exalted ideas, who simply wanted to attract attention. Once they left her in that state for more than twenty days. Luisa, having accepted the role of victim, came to experience a most peculiar condition: every morning she found herself rigid, immobile, huddled up in bed, and no one was able to stretch her out, to raise her arms or move her head or legs. As we know, it required the presence of a priest who, by blessing her with the sign of the Cross, dispelled that corpse-like rigidity and enabled her to return to her usual tasks (lace-making). She was a unique case in that her confessors were never spiritual directors, a task that Our Lord wanted to keep for himself. Jesus made her hear his voice directly, training her, correcting her, reprimanding her if necessary and gradually leading her to the loftiest peaks of perfection. Luisa was wisely instructed and prepared during many years to receive the gift of the Divine Will.
The archbishop at that time, Giuseppe Bianchi Dottula (December 22, 1848-September 22,1892), came to know of what was happening in Corato; having heard the opinion of several priests, he wished to exercise his authority and assume responsibility for this case. After mature reflection he thought it right to delegate to Luisa a special confessor, Fr. Michele De Benedictis, a splendid figure of a priest, to whom she opened every nook and cranny of her soul. Fr. Michele, a prudent priest with holy ways, imposed limits on her suffering and instructed her to do nothing without his permission. Indeed, it was Fr. Michele who ordered her to eat at least once a day, even if she immediately threw up everything she had swallowed. Luisa was to live on the Divine Will alone. It was under this priest that she received permission to stay in bed all the time as a victim of expiation. This was in 1888. Luisa remained nailed to her bed of pain, sitting there for another 59 years, until her death. It should be noted that until that time, although she had accepted her state as a victim, she had only occasionally stayed in bed, since obedience had never permitted her to stay in bed all the time. However, from New Year 1889 she was to remain there permanently.
In 1898 the new prelate, Archbishop Tommaso de Stefano (March 24, 1898 – 13 May 1906) delegated as her new confessor Fr. Gennaro Di Gennaro, who carried out this task for twenty-four years. The new confessor, glimpsing the marvels that the Lord was working in this soul, categorically ordered Luisa to put down in writing all that God’s grace was working within her. None of the excuses made by the Servant of God to avoid obeying her confessor in this were to any avail. Not even her scant literary education could excuse her from obedience to her confessor. Fr. Gennaro Di Gennaro remained cold and implacable, although he knew that the poor woman had only been to elementary school. Thus on February 28, 1899, she began to write her diary, of which there are thirty-six large volumes! The last chapter was written on December 28, 1939, the day on which she was ordered to stop writing.
Her confessor, who died on September 10,1922, was succeeded by the canon, Fr. Francesco De Benedictis, who only assisted her for four years, because he died on January 30, 1926. Archbishop Giuseppe Leo (January 17, 1920-January 20,1939) delegated a young priest, Fr. Benedetto Calvi, as her ordinary confessor. He stayed with Luisa until she died, sharing all those sufferings and misunderstandings that beset the Servant of God in the last years of her life.
At the beginning of the century, our people were lucky enough to have Blessed Annibale Maria Di Francia present in Puglia. He wanted to open in Trani male and female branches of his newly founded congregation. When he heard about Luisa Piccarreta, he paid her a visit and from that time these two souls were inseparably linked by their common aims. Other famous priests also visited Luisa, such as, for example, Fr. Gennaro Braccali, the Jesuit, Fr. Eustachio Montemurro, who died in the odor of sanctity, and Fr. Ferdinando Cento, Apostolic Nuncio and Cardinal of Holy Mother Church. Blessed Annibale became her extraordinary confessor and edited her writings, which were little by little properly examined and approved by the ecclesiastical authorities. In about 1926, Blessed Annibale ordered Luisa to write a book of memoirs of her childhood and adolescence. He published various writings of Luisa’s, including the book L’orologio della Passione, which acquired widespread fame and was reprinted four times. On October 7,1928, when the house of the sisters of the Congregation of Divine Zeal in Corato was ready, Luisa was taken to the convent in accordance with the wishes of Blessed Annibale. Blessed Annibale had already died in the odor of sanctity in Messina.
In 1938, a tremendous storm was unleashed upon Luisa Piccarreta: she was publicly disowned by Rome and her books were put on the Index. At the publication of the condemnation by the Holy Office, she immediately submitted to the authority of the Church.
A priest was sent from Rome by the ecclesiastical authorities, who asked her for all her manuscripts, which Luisa handed over promptly and without a fuss. Thus all her writings were hidden away in the secrecy of the Holy Office.
On October 7, 1938, because of orders from above, Luisa was obliged to leave the convent and find a new place to live. She spent the last nine years of her life in a house in Via Maddalena, a place which the elderly of Corato know well and from where, on March 8, 1947, they saw her body carried out.
Luisa’s life was very modest; she possessed little or nothing. She lived in a rented house, cared for lovingly by her sister Angela and a few devout women. The little she had was not even enough to pay the rent. To support herself she worked diligently at making lace, earning from this the pittance she needed to keep her sister, since she herself needed neither clothes nor shoes. Her sustenance consisted of a few grams of food, which were prepared for her by her assistant, Rosaria Bucci. Luisa ordered nothing, desired nothing, and instantly vomited the food she swallowed. She did not look like a person near death’s door, but nor did she appear perfectly healthy. Yet she was never idle, she spent her energy either in her daily suffering or her work, and her life, for those who knew her well, was considered a continuous miracle.
Her detachment from any payments that did not come from her daily work was marvelous! She firmly refused money and the various presents offered to her on any pretext. She never accepted money for the publication of her books. Thus one day she told Blessed Annibale that she wanted to give him the money from her author’s royalties: “I have no right to it, because what is written there is not mine” (cf. Preface of the L’orologio della Passione, Messina, 1926). She scornfully refused and returned the money that pious people sometimes sent her.
Luisa’s house was like a monastery, not to be entered by any curious person. She was always surrounded by a few women who lived according to her own spirituality, and by several girls who came to her house to learn lace-making. Many religious vocations emerged from this “upper room”. However, her work of formation was not limited to girls alone, many young men were also sent by her to various religious institutes and to the priesthood.
Her day began at about 5.00 a.m., when the priest came to the house to bless it and to celebrate Holy Mass. Either her confessor officiated, or some delegate of his: a privileged granted by Leo XIII and confirmed by St. Pius X in 1907. After Holy Mass, Luisa would remain in prayer and thanksgiving for about two hours. At about 8.00 a.m. she would begin her work which she continued until midday; after her frugal lunch she would stay alone in her room in meditation. In the afternoon – after several hours of work – she would recite the holy Rosary. In the evening, towards 8.00 p.m., Luisa would begin to write her diary; at about midnight she would fall asleep. In the morning she would be found immobile, rigid, huddled up on her bed, her head turned to the right, and the intervention of priestly authority would be necessary to recall her to her daily tasks and allow her to sit up in bed.
Luisa died at the age of eighty-one years, ten months and nine days, on March 4, 1947, after a fortnight of illness, the only one diagnosed in her life, a bad attack of pneumonia. She died at the end of the night, at the same hour when every day the priest’s blessing had freed her from her state of rigidity. Archbishop Francesco Petronelli (May 25, 1939-June 16, 1947) archbishop at the time. Luisa remained sitting up in bed. It was impossible to lay her out and – an extraordinary phenomenon – her body never suffered rigor mortis and remained in the position in which it had always been.
Hardly had the news of Luisa’s death spread, like a river in full spate, all the people streamed into her house and police intervention was necessary to control the crowds that flocked there day and night to visit Luisa, a woman very dear to them. A voice rang out: “Luisa the Saint has died“. To contain all the people who were going to see her, with the permission of the civil authorities and health officials, her body was exposed for four days with no sign of corruption. Luisa did not seem dead, she was sitting up in bed, dressed in white; it was as though she were asleep, because as has already been said, her body did not suffer rigor mortis. Indeed, without any effort her head could be moved in all directions, her arms raised, her hands and all her fingers bent. It was even possible to lift her eyelids and see her shining eyes that had not grown dim. Everyone believed that she was still alive, immersed in a deep sleep. A council of doctors, summoned for this purpose, declared, after attentively examining the corpse, that Luisa was truly dead and that her death should be accepted as real and not merely apparent, as everyone had imagined.
Luisa had said that she was born “upside down”, and that therefore it was right that her death should be “upside down” in comparison with that of other creatures. She remained in a sitting position as she had always lived, and had to be carried to the cemetery in this position, in a coffin specially made for her with a glass front and sides, so that she could be seen by everyone, like a queen upon her throne, dressed in white with the Fiat on her breast. More than forty priests, the chapter and the local clergy took part in the funeral procession; the sisters took turns to carry her on their shoulders, and an immense crowd of citizens surrounded her: the streets were incredibly full; even the balconies and rooftops of the houses were swarming with people, so that the procession wound slowly onwards with great difficulty. The funeral rite of the little daughter of the Divine Will was celebrated in the main church by the entire chapter. All the people of Corato followed the body to the cemetery. Everyone tried to take home a keepsake or a flower, after having touched her body with it; a few years later, her remains were translated to the parish of Santa Maria Greca.
On November 20, 1994, on the Feast of Christ the King, in the main church, Archbishop Carmelo Cassati, in the presence of a large crowd including foreign representatives, officially opened the Cause of Beatification of the Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta.
1865 – Luisa Piccarreta was born on April 23, the Sunday after Easter, in Corato, Bari, to Nicola Vito and Rosa Tarantino, who had five daughters: Maria, Rachele, Filomena, Luisa and Angela. A few hours after Luisa’s birth, her father wrapped her in a blanket and took her to the main church for baptism. Her mother had not suffered the pangs of labor: her birth was painless.
1872 – She received Jesus in the Eucharist on the Sunday after Easter, and the sacrament of Confirmation was administered to her on that same day by Archbishop Giuseppe Bianchi Dottula of Trani.
1883 – At the age of eighteen, from the balcony of her house, she saw Jesus, bent beneath the weight of the Cross, who said to her: “O soul! Help me!“. From that moment, solitary soul that she was, she lived in continuous union with the ineffable sufferings of her Divine Bridegroom.
1888 – She became a Daughter of Mary and a Dominican Tertiary with the name of Sr. Maddalena
1885-1947 – A chosen soul, a seraphic bride of Christ, humble and devout, whom God had endowed with extraordinary gifts, an innocent victim, a lightening conductor of Divine Justice, bedridden for sixty-two years without interruption, she was a herald of the Kingdom of the Divine Will.
March 4 – Full of merits, in the eternal light of the Divine Will she ended her days as she had lived them, to triumph with the angels and saints in the eternal splendor of the Divine Will.
March 7 – For four days her mortal remains were exposed for the veneration of an immense throng of the faithful who went to her house to have a last look at Luisa the Saint, so dear to their hearts. The funeral was a realm triumph; Luisa passed like a queen, borne aloft on shoulders among the lines of people. All the clergy, secular and religious, accompanied Luisa’s body. The funeral liturgy took place in the main church with the participation of the entire chapter. In the afternoon, Luisa was buried in the family Chapel of the Calvi family.
July 3,1963 – Her mortal remains were definitively laid to rest in Santa Maria Greca.
November 20, 1994 – Feast of Christ the King: Archbishop Carmelo Cassati officially opened the Beatification Cause of the Servant of God Luisa Piccarreta in the principal church of Corato, in the presence of a huge crowd of people, locals and foreigners.
2005 – Archbishop Giovanni Battista Picchierri, current Archbishop of Trani. It is he who requested that the Cause of Beatification of the Servant of God Luisa Piccarreta be continued.
Trani – Barletta – Bisceglie – Nazareth
70059 TRANI – VIA BELTRANI, 9 – TEL.0883-583498
Trani, June 4, 2005
The “Divine Will” has guided the Archdiocese, in this last decade, for the completion of the works regarding the process of the Cause of Beatification of the Servant of God Luisa Piccarreta. The Diocesan Postulation announces having completed this journey. It communicates that on the days of the 27th, 28th, and 29th of October 2005 it will celebrate the 2nd International Congress with the conclusion of the diocesan process.
The Pious Association Luisa Piccarreta Little Children of the Divine Will*, in Corato, has been charged with performing the job of Secretary for the celebration and welcome of guests. Later the program of the celebration will be published in a definitive way.
May Jesus Christ present in the Eucharist guide us as He has guided His Servant Luisa.
The Vicar General
(His Grace Mons. Savino Giannotti)
* Pious Association Luisa Piccarreta Little Children of the Divine Will
Referent: Sister Assunta Marigliano
70033 Corato (BA) – Via Nazario Sauro, 27 – Tel. +39.080.8982221
www.luisalasanta.com – e-mail : email@example.com
Come Holy Spirit, Come Supreme Will,
down to reign in Your Kingdom on earth
and in our hearts!
Come Holy Spirit, Come Supreme Will,
down to reign in Your Kingdom on earth
and in our hearts!
Come Holy Spirit, Come Supreme Will,
down to reign in Your Kingdom on earth
and in our hearts!
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May 13, 2018
Feast Day of Our Lady of Fatima
Anniversary of the 1st of 6 Apparitions
“And thy own soul a sword shall pierce, that, out of many hearts, thoughts may be revealed.” – Luke 2:35
Is it possible that the events of “Fatima”, Our Lady Appearing in Her Glorified Body, Fully Armed with the Power and Love of God, were to prepare the Church and the world for the Coming of the Little Daughter of the Divine Will, Luisa Piccarreta, and the Coming of the Kingdom of the Divine Will on earth as it is in Heaven? Observe the details, perhaps overlooked by many, that may well indicate this Coming. For Our Lady Herself said, “God wishes to Establish in the world devotion to My Immaculate Heart. (…)In the end, My Immaculate Heart will Triumph. (…) and a period of peace will be Granted to the world.’ In one of the visions, the three children saw “an Angel with a flaming sword in his left hand; flashing, it gave out flames that looked as though they would set the world on fire; but they died out in contact with the Splendour that Our Lady Radiated towards him from Her right hand; pointing to the earth with his right hand, the Angel cried out in a loud voice: ‘Penance, Penance, Penance!’. This vision is reminiscent of the moment of Adam and Eve being banished from Eden. Only in this scene, Our Lady Appears, holding back the Justice of God in order to draw Her children to Her Immaculate Heart, preparatory, essential step for the ‘Fiat’ of Her children to the Divine Will.
“And the Lord God sent him out of the paradise of pleasure, to till the earth from which he was taken. And he cast out Adam; and placed before the paradise of pleasure Cherubims, and a flaming sword, turning every way, to keep the way of the tree of life.”– Gn 3:23-24
With the Book of Heaven, written and Lived by the Servant of God Luisa Piccarreta, a likeness to this is clear in that Luisa holds back the fiery sword of the Justice of God, aiding the conversion of souls and the triumph of the Church, but also leading her children to union with the New Adam Jesus and the New Eve Mary, to Enter into the Kingdom of the Divine Will.
(The following six sections honor the six Apparitions of Our Lady of Fatima to the children. Consider reading the entire document each date during this year Anniversary)
In honor of the May 13 Apparition of Our Lady of Fatima to the children:
“Sing Praise, and Rejoice, O Daughter of Sion; for Behold I Come, and I will Dwell in the Midst of Thee: saith the Lord.” (Zach 2:10)
V34-12.8.36 – How in Her Conception, the Queen of Heaven was Conceived in the Merits, in the Life, in the Love and sufferings, of the future Redeemer, in order for the Divine Word to then be Conceived in Her so as to come to save the creatures.
My poor mind, immersing itself in the Divine Fiat, found in Act the Conception of the Immaculate Queen. He was All in Feast and Called everyone around Himself, Angels, Saints, in order to make seen the Unheard-of Prodigy, the Graces, the Love with which He Called this Sublime Creature from nothing, such that everyone would know and praise Her as their Queen and Mother of All.
But while I remained surprised, and I would have remained there who knows how long if my Sweet Jesus had not Called me by telling me: “I want to Honor My Celestial Mother. I want to Narrate the Story of Her Immaculate Conception. Only I can Speak of it, being Author of so Great a Prodigy. Now, My daughter, the First Act of this Conception was one Fiat of Ours, Pronounced with such Solemnity and with such Fullness of Grace, as to Enclose everything and everyone. We Centralized Everything in this Conception of the Virgin. In Our Divine Fiat, in which past and future do not exist, the Incarnation of the Word was held Present, and It made Her Conceived and Incarnated in the same Incarnation of Me, future Redeemer. My Blood that was in Act as if I Myself were Shedding it, continually Sprinkled Her, Embellished Her, Confirmed Her, and Fortified Her in a Divine Way.
“But it was not enough for My Love. All Her Acts, Words, and Steps, were first Conceived in My Acts, Words, and Steps, and then they had Life. My Humanity was the Refuge, the Hiding Place, the Embodiment of this Celestial Creature, such that if She Loved Us, Her Love was Incarnated and Conceived in My Love. And O! how She Loved Us. Her Love Enclosed everything and everyone. I can say that She Loved as a God Knows how to Love. She had Our same Follies of Love for Us and for all creatures, and that Loving one time, She Loves, She Always Loves, without ever stopping. Her prayer was Conceived in My Prayer and therefore it had an Immense Value, a Power over Our Supreme Being—and who could deny Her anything? Her sufferings, Her Sorrows, Her Martyrdoms, that were so many, were first Conceived in My Humanity, and then She felt in Herself the Life of the Sufferings and of the excruciating Martyrdoms, all Animated by Divine Strength.
Therefore one can say She was Conceived in Me. From Me Her Life went forth. Everything that I did and Suffered lined up around this Holy Creature in order to Court Her and continuously Pour Myself over Her, and be able to tell Her: ‘You are the Life of My Life, You are All Beautiful, You are the First Redeemed, My Divine Fiat has Molded You, It has Breathed on You, and It has made You be Conceived in My Works, in My Humanity Itself.’
“Now, My daughter, Conceiving this Celestial Creature in the Incarnate Word, was done by Us with Highest Wisdom, with Unreachable Power, with Inexhaustible Love, and with Decorum that Befits Our Works. I, Word of the Father, having to Descend from Heaven in order to Incarnate Myself in the Womb of a Virgin, just virginity and having made Her exempt from the stain of original sin was not sufficient for the Sanctity of My Divinity, therefore it was necessary for Our Love and for Our Sanctity that this Virgin first would be Conceived in Me with all those Prerogatives, Virtues, and Beauties that the Life of the Incarnate Word Must Possess, and then, therefore, I could be Conceived in the One who had been Conceived in Me.” And I Found in Her My Heaven, the Sanctity of My Life, My Own Blood that had Generated Her and Watered Her so many times. I found My Own Will, that Communicating Its Divine Fecundity to Her, Formed the Life of Her and the Son of God. My Divine Fiat, in order to make Her Worthy of being able to Conceive Me, held Her Invested and Under Its Continuous Empire that Possesses All Acts as if they were One Single Act. In order to give Her Everything, It called into Act My Foreseen Merits, My Whole Life, and It Continuously Poured it within Her Beautiful Soul.
“Therefore I Alone can tell the True Story of the Immaculate Conception and of Her Whole Life, because I Conceived Her in Me and I AM Aware of Everything. And if the Holy Church speaks about the Celestial Queen, they can say only the first letters of the alphabet about Her Sanctity, Greatness, and Gifts with which She was Enriched. If you knew the Contentment that I feel when I speak about My Celestial Mother, who knows how many demands you would make Me in order to give Me the Joy of letting Me Speak about the One Whom I Love So Much, and Who has Loved Me.”
From the Queen of Heaven in the Kingdom of the Divine Will
Day Thirteen – (…) My child, courage, do not fear; your Mama is all for you, and today I was waiting for you so that My Heroism and My Triumph in the Sacrifice may Infuse in you strength and courage, that I may see my child triumphant in her pains, with the heroism of bearing them with love and in order to do the Divine Will.
Now, my child, listen to Me: I had just turned three years old when my parents made known to Me that they wanted to consecrate Me to the Lord in the Temple. My Heart Rejoiced in hearing this – that is, Consecrating Myself and spending my years in the house of God. But beneath my Joy there was a Sorrow – a privation of the dearest persons one can have on earth, which were My dear parents. I was little, I needed their maternal cares; I was depriving Myself of the presence of two great saints. Moreover, I saw that as the day approached on which they were to deprive themselves of Me, who rendered their lives full of joy and of happiness, they felt such bitterness as to feel themselves dying. But, though suffering, they were disposed to make the heroic act of taking Me to the Lord.
My parents loved Me in the order of God, and considered Me a great gift, given to them by the Lord; and this gave them the strength to make the painful sacrifice. Therefore, My child, if you want to have invincible strength to suffer the hardest pains, let all your things be in the order of God, and hold them as precious gifts given to you by the Lord.
Now, you must know that I Prepared Myself with Courage for My Departure for the Temple, because, as I Delivered My will to the Divine Being and the Supreme Fiat Took Possession of My Whole Being, I Acquired All Virtues as My Own Nature. I was Dominator of Myself; All Virtues were in Me like many noble princesses, and according to the circumstances of My Life, they promptly showed themselves, to do their office without any resistance. In vain would they have called Me Queen, had I not Possessed the Virtue of Being Queen over Myself. Therefore, I had in My Dominion Perfect Charity, Invincible Patience, Enrapturing Sweetness, Profound Humility, and the Whole Endowment of the other Virtues. The Divine Will Rendered My Little Earth of My Humanity Fortunate, Always Flowery, and without the thorns of vices.
Do you see then, dear child, what it means to Live of Divine Will? Its Light, Its Sanctity and Power Convert All Virtues into one’s nature; nor does It Lower Itself to Reign in a soul where there is a rebellious nature – no, no. It is Sanctity, and It wants the nature in which It Must Reign to be ordered and holy. Therefore, by the Sacrifice of going to the Temple, it was Conquests that I made; and over this Sacrifice, the Triumph of a Divine Will was Formed in Me. And these Triumphs brought into Me New Seas of Grace, of Sanctity and of Light – to the extent of feeling Happy in My Pains, in order to be able to Conquer New Triumphs.
Now, my child, place your hand upon your heart, and tell your Mama: do you feel your nature changed into Virtue? Or, do you feel the thorns of impatience, the noxious herbs of agitations, the bad humors of affections which are not holy? Listen – let your Mama do it; place your will into My Hands, determined in not wanting it anymore, and I will make you be Possessed by the Divine Will, which will Banish everything from you; and what you have not done in many years, you will do in one day, which will be the Beginning of True Life, of Happiness, and of True Sanctity.
In honor of the June 13 Apparition of Our Lady of Fatima to the children:
“I AM ALPHA AND OMEGA, the Beginning and the End, saith the Lord God,
Who Is, and Who Was, and Who Is to Come, The Almighty.” (Rev 1:8)
V2 – 7.4.99 – This morning, Jesus Renewed in me the pains of the crucifixion; our Queen Mama was also Present, and Jesus, Speaking of Her, said: “My Kingdom was In the Heart of My Mother, and this, because Her Heart was never disturbed even slightly; so much so, that in the Immense Sea of the Passion, She Suffered Immense Pains, and Her Heart was Pierced through by the Sword of Sorrow, but She did not receive the slightest breath of disturbance. Therefore, since My Kingdom is a Kingdom of Peace, I was able to Lay My Kingdom within Her, and to Reign Freely without any obstacle.”
V2 – 7.9.99 – After this, Heaven seemed to Open and a multitude of Saints Came Down, All Armed with Swords. A Voice like Thunder Came out from within that multitude, saying: “We Come to Defend the Justice of God, and to take Revenge on men, who have so much abused His Mercy!” Who can say what was happening on earth at this Descent of the Saints? I am only able to say that some were fighting in one place, some in another; some were fleeing, and some were hiding. It seemed that all were in dismay.
V3 – 7.30.00 – Luisa stops the Sword of Justice – I spent one night and one day being restless. From the very beginning I felt I was going outside of myself, without being able to find my Adorable Jesus; I could see nothing but things that struck terror and fright in me. I could see that a fire was flaring up in Italy, and another one had flared up in China, and little by little, uniting together, they were blending into one. In this fire I could see the king of Italy who had suddenly died by a trick, and this was the means to ignite and expand the fire. In sum, I could see a revolt, a tumult, a killing of people. After having seen these things, I felt I was inside myself and I felt my soul being tortured, to the point of feeling I was dying; more so, since I could not see my Adorable Jesus.
Then, after much waiting, He made Himself Seen with a Sword in His Hand, in the Act of Throwing it over the people. All frightened, and made a little daring, I took the Sword in my hand, telling Him: ‘Lord, what are You doing? Don’t You see how many disasters will occur if You Throw this Sword? What grieves me the most is that I see that You are putting Italy in the middle. Ah, Lord, Placate Yourself, have Pity on your images! And if You say that You Love me, Spare me this bitter sorrow.’ And while saying this, I held on to that Sword as tightly as I could. Heaving a sigh, All Afflicted, Jesus said to me: “My daughter, let it go – let it fall upon the people, for I can take No More.” And I, holding it more tightly: ‘I cannot let it go, I do not have the heart to do it.’ And He: “Have I not told you many times that I AM Forced not to let you see anything, otherwise I AM not Free to do what I Want?” And while saying this, He Lowered His Arm with the Sword, and Placed Himself in the Act of Calming His Fury.
After a little while He Disappeared from me, and I was left with the fear that, who knows, without letting me see it, He might Pull the Sword away from me and Throw it over the people. Oh, God! What a heartbreak, the mere remembering!
V4 – 10.17.00 – A suffering soul and a most humble prayer make Jesus lose All His Strength, and Render Him so weak as to let Himself Be Bound by that soul. The Appearance of Justice – As my Adorable Jesus continued to Come, I seemed to see Him in Such Great Suffering as to arouse compassion. Throwing Himself into my arms, He said to me: “My daughter, Break the Fury of My Justice, otherwise….” At that moment, I seemed to see Divine Justice, Armed with Swords, with Darts of Fire, such as to Strike Terror; and also the Fortitude with which She can Act. All frightened, I said: ‘How can I Break Your Fury if I see You So Strong as to be able to Annihilate Heaven and earth in One simple Instant?’ And He: “Yet, a suffering soul and a most humble prayer make Me Lose All My Strength, and Render Me So Weak as to let Myself Be Bound by that soul as she pleases.” And I: ‘Ah, Lord, in what an ugly Appearance is Justice Showing Herself!’ And Jesus added: “She is Not Ugly; if you see Her Armed like this, it is because of men, but in Herself She is Good and Holy, Like My other Attributes, because there can not be even a shadow of evil in Me. It is True that Her Appearance seems Harsh, Piercing, Bitter, but Her Fruits are Sweet and Delicious.” Having said this, He Disappeared.
In honor of the July 13 Apparition of Our Lady of Fatima to the children:
“Convert us, O Lord, to Thee, and we shall be converted:
Renew our days, as from the Beginning.” (Lam 5:21)
V4 – 10.31.00 – The Celestial Mother helps Luisa to Disarm Justice. The most salutary and efficacious medicine in the saddest encounters of life is resignation – As I was in my usual state, I felt myself outside of myself and I found the Queen Mama. As She saw me, She began to Speak about Justice, and how It is about to Clash with All Its Fury against the people. She said many things about this, but I don’t have the words to express them. In the meantime I could see the Whole of Heaven Filled with Points of Swords against the world. Then She added: “My daughter, you have Disarmed Divine Justice many times, contenting yourself with receiving Its Blows upon yourself. Now that you see It at the Summit of Its Fury, do not lose heart, but Be Courageous; with heart full of Holy Fortitude, Enter into this Justice and Disarm It. Do not be afraid of the Swords, of the Fire, or of anything you may encounter; in order to obtain the Intent, if you see yourself wounded, beaten, burned, rejected, do not draw back, but rather, let this be a Spur for you to move on. See, so that you may do this, I Myself have Come to your help by Bringing you a Garment; as your soul wears it, you will acquire Courage and Fortitude so as to fear nothing.” Having said this, from within Her Mantle She Pulled Out a Garment Woven with Gold, Streaked with Various Colors, and She Clothed my soul. Then She Gave me Her Son, telling me: “And now, as a Pledge of My Love, I Place My Dearest Son in your custody, that you may Keep Him, Love Him and Content Him in Everything. Try to Act in My Stead, so that, as He Finds All His Contentment in you, the discontent that All the others give Him may not cause Him too much Pain.”
V4 – 3.22.01 – She sees Rome and great sins. Jesus wants to Chastise, but Luisa is opposed – As I continued in my usual state of privation, and therefore of unspeakable bitternesses, this morning, my Adorable Jesus Came and Transported me outside of myself. It seemed to me that it was Rome. How many spectacles one could see from all classes of people! Even in the Vatican one could see things that were repugnant. What to say, then, about the enemies of the Church? How consumed with rage they are against Her, how many slaughters they are plotting – but they cannot carry them out because Our Lord Holds them Bound still. But that which frightened me the most was to see my Loving Jesus almost in the Act of Giving them freedom. Who can say how consternated I remained? Then, seeing my consternation, Jesus told me: “Daughter, the Chastisements are Absolutely Necessary. Rot and gangrene have entered all classes, therefore Fire and Sword are Necessary so that Not Everyone may perish. So, this is the last time I tell you to Conform to My Will, and I Promise you to Spare in part.”
V5 – 5.20.03 – Luisa offers her life for the Church and for the Triumph of the Truth – As I was in my usual state, I found myself outside of myself with Blessed Jesus in my arms, in the Midst of many people who, with irons, swords and knives, were trying, some to beat, some to wound, some to cut off the members of Our Lord. But as much as they did and tried, they could cause no harm. On the contrary, their very irons, as sharp and cutting as they were, lost all their activity, and became inoperative. Jesus and I were Highly Afflicted at seeing the brutality of those inhuman hearts which, though they saw that they could do nothing, would yet repeat the blows in order to succeed in their intent; and if they caused no harm, it was because they were unable to. They became angry because their weapons had become useless and they were unable to carry out their resolute will to do harm to Our Lord; and they said to themselves: “Why are we unable to do anything? What is the cause? It seems that other times we were able to do something, but as we find ourselves in the arms of this One here, we can do nothing. Let us try and see whether we can do harm to her, and get her out of the way.” While they were saying this, Jesus Withdrew to my side and Gave them freedom to do what they wanted. But before they laid hands on me, I said: “Lord, I offer my life for the Church and for the Triumph of the Truth – accept, I pray You, my sacrifice.’ Then they took a sword and cut my head off. Blessed Jesus Accepted my sacrifice, but while they were doing this, in the act of making the sacrifice, to my highest sorrow I found myself inside myself. I thought I had reached the Place of my desires, but I remained disappointed.
V12 – 12.30.1917 – I was frightened, and I said: ‘Placate Yourself, O Jesus! Look at us as the Fruit of Your Blood, of Your Wounds, and change the Scourges into Graces!’ And He added: “Things will go Forward. I will Humiliate man to the dust, and various sudden and unexpected accidents will continue to Occur, to Confuse man even More. Wherever he believes to find escape, he will find a tie; where a victory, a defeat; where light, darkness; so that he himself will say: ‘I am blind, and I don’t know what else to do.’ The Destructive Sword will Continue to Devastate, until Everything is Purified.”
In honor of the August 19 Apparition of Our Lady of Fatima to the children:
“I Myself will Gather the remnant of My Flock from all the lands
to which I have Banished them and Bring them Back to their folds;
there they shall be Fruitful and Multiply.” – Jer 23:3
V12 – 12.16.18 – Now I want to tell you something consoling. Italy and France now lose, while Germany wins. All nations have some black stains, and All of them deserve Humiliations and Crushings. There will be a general uproar – confusion everywhere. I will Renew the world with the Sword, with Fire and with Water, with sudden deaths, and with contagious diseases. I will make New Things. The nations will form a sort of tower of Babel; they will reach the point of being unable to understand one another; the peoples will revolt among themselves; they will no longer want kings. All will be Humiliated, and Peace will Come Only from Me. And if you hear them say ‘peace’, that will not be True, but apparent. Once I have Purged Everything, I will Place My Finger in a Surprising Way, and I will Give the True Peace. Then, all those who are Humiliated will return to Me. Germany will be Catholic; I have Great Designs upon for her. England, Russia, and all the places where blood has been shed, will rise again to Faith, and will be incorporated into My Church. There will be Great Triumph and union among peoples. Therefore, Pray – and it takes Patience, because this will not be so soon, but it will take time.”
V15 – 3.23.23 – “My daughter, I was the First King of Sorrows, and being Man and God, I had to Centralize Everything within Me in order to have Primacy over Everything, even over sorrows. Those of My Mama were nothing other than the Reverberations of Mine which, being Reflected in Her, made Her Share in All My Sorrows which, Piercing Her, Filled Her with such Bitterness and Pain that She felt Herself Dying at each Reverberation of My Sorrows. But Love Sustained Her and Gave Her Life again. Therefore, not only for Honor, but also by Right of Justice, She was the First Queen of the Immense Sea of Her Sorrows.” While He was saying this, I seemed to see my Mama in front of Jesus, and Everything that Jesus Contained, the Sorrows and the Piercings of that Most Holy Heart, were Reflected in the Heart of the Sorrowful Queen. At those Reflections, many Swords Formed in the Heart of the Pierced Mama; and these Swords were Marked by a Fiat of Light, in which She was Circumfused, in the Midst of So Many Fiats of Most Refulgent Light which gave Her So Much Glory that there are no words to narrate it.
Then, Jesus continued, Saying: “It was not the Sorrows that Constituted My Mama as Queen and made Her Shine with So Much Glory, but it was My Omnipotent Fiat, which was Braided to Her every Act and Sorrow, and Constituted Itself Life of each of Her Sorrows. So, My Fiat was the First Act that Formed the Sword, giving Her the Intensity of Pain It Wanted. My Fiat could Place All the Sorrows It Wanted in that Pierced Heart, adding Piercings upon Piercings, Pains upon Pains, without a shadow of the slightest resistance. On the contrary, She felt Honored that My Fiat would Constitute Itself Life of even a Heartbeat of Hers; and My Fiat gave Her Complete Glory and Constituted Her True and Legitimate Queen.
Now, who will be the souls in whom I can Reflect the Reverberations of My Sorrows and of My Very Life? Those who will have My Fiat as Life. This Fiat will make them absorb My Reflections, and I will Be Generous in Sharing with them that which My Will Operates in Me. Therefore, in My Will do I Await souls, to Give them the True Dominion and the Complete Glory of each Act and pain that they may suffer. The operating and suffering outside of My Will I do Not Recognize; I could say: ‘I have Nothing to Give you; what is the will that animated you in doing and suffering this? Get your reward from that one.’ Many times, doing good or suffering, if My Will is not Present in them, can be miserable slaveries which degenerate into passions, while it is My Will Alone that Gives True Dominion, True Virtues, True Glory, Such as to Transform the human into Divine.”
V15 – 4.2.23 – Now, while He was Saying this, Together we went Round the earth for a little while, but – oh, what fright! Many wanted to wound my Beloved Jesus – some by knife, and some by sword. And among them, there were bishops, priests, religious, who wounded Him Deep into His Heart, but with such torture as to strike fright. Oh! how He Suffered and threw Himself into my arms to be Defended. I pressed Him to myself and prayed Him to let me Share in His Pains. He made me content by Piercing my heart through with such Vehemence, that I felt a deep wound within me for the whole day, and Jesus Came back repeated times to Wound me.
Now, the following morning, as I was feeling strong pain, my Sweet Jesus Came back, Saying to me: “Let me see your heart.” And while He was Looking, He told me: “Do you want Me to Heal you in order to relieve you from the pain you are suffering?” And I: ‘My Highest Good, why do You want to Heal me? Am I not worthy of suffering for You? Your Heart is All Wounded, and mine, compared to Yours – oh! how scarce is my suffering. Rather, if it pleases You, Give me more pains.’ And He, Squeezing me All to Himself, Continued to Pierce my heart through with more pain, and then He Left me. May Everything be for His Glory.
In honor of the September 13 Apparition of Our Lady of Fatima to the children:
“Thou shalt Send Forth Thy Spirit, and they shall be Created:
and Thou shalt Renew the face of the earth.” (Ps 103:30)
V16 – 3.13.24 – Do not fear, My daughter; wherever My Will is, there cannot be separation in Love. In fact, I did nothing to you; it was the Light of My Will to Make you suffer. Penetrating into you as Most Pure Light, It Brought My Pains Down to the most intimate fibers of your heart. My Will is more Piercing than any sword; More than nails, thorns and scourges. Being Most Pure Light, in Its Immensity, It Sees and Encloses Everything; therefore, it Contains the Power of All Pains, and as It Makes Its Light Penetrate the soul, It Brings the Pains It Wants. So, since your will and Mine are One, the Current of Its Light Brought you My Pains…”
V17 – 12.24.24 – My days are ever more sorrowful. I am under the Cruel Press of the hard privation of my Sweet Jesus, which is Upon me like a Deadly Sword, to kill me continuously. But as it is in the Act of Inflicting the Last Blow in order to end it, it leaves it Suspended above my head; and I await this Last Blow like a relief, in order to go to my Jesus – but I wait in vain! And I feel my poor soul, and also my nature, being consumed and dissolved. Ah, my great sins do not make me deserve to die! What pain! What a long agony! O please, my Jesus, have Pity on me! You Alone know my harrowing state. Do not abandon me; do not leave me at the mercy of myself!
(…)Not being firm is of the human nature and of the human way of working. Not being firm is the work of passions, and with passion. Mutability is weakness, it is cowardice, and it is not of the nature of True Love. Therefore, Firmness Must Be the Guide in working for Me. So, in My Works I Never change: whatever the events may be, when a Work is Done Once, it is Done Forever.”
V19 – 7.2.26 – In addition to this, my Always Lovable Jesus Made Himself Seen in my interior as Suffering in a Harrowing Way because of the many offenses that creatures were giving Him, especially because of the many hypocrisies. It seemed that under the apparent good, they had poison, swords, spears and nails hidden, to Wound Him in every way. Then, as if Jesus Wanted me Together with Him, to Suffer, He told me: “My daughter, the Scale of My Justice is Full and is Overflowing upon creatures. As daughter of My Will, do you want me to Place you in the Reflections of My Justice, that you may Share in Its Blows? Indeed, It is about to Make a Heap of the earth, and while Satisfying Justice, with your suffering you will Spare your brothers. One who Lives in the High Kingdom of the Supreme Will Must Defend and Help those who are down below.”
Now, while He was Saying this, I felt as if Divine Justice was Pouring Its Reflections over me, and as Jesus Identified me with Himself, I Suffered His Blows, His Wounds and His Pains Together with Him. They were So Many that I myself did not know whether I would be left alive or dead. But to my highest sorrow, Withdrawing, my Jesus Mitigated my pains, and I remained, once again, crossing my hard and long exile. But, always Fiat! Fiat!…
V19 – 7.11.26 – “My little daughter, you yourself are saying how necessary knowledge is. If it is necessary for you, much more so for others. Now, you Must Know that in order to Form the Kingdom of Redemption, those who Distinguished themselves the Most in Suffering were My Mama and I. And even though apparently She Suffered none of the Pains that the other creatures knew, except for My Death which was known by all, and which was the Fatal and Harrowing Blow for Her Maternal Heart, more than any Most Sorrowful Death, however, since She Possessed the Unity of the Light of My Will, this Light Brought to Her Pierced Heart, not only the seven swords told by the Church, but All Swords, Spears and Pricks of All sins and pains of creatures, which Martyred Her Maternal Heart in a Harrowing Way. But this is nothing. This Light Brought Her All My Pains, My Humiliations, My Torments, My Thorns, My Nails, the Most Intimate Pains of My Heart. The Heart of My Mama was the True Sun: though one can see nothing but Light, this Light Contains All the Goods and Effects that the earth receives and possesses; so, one can say that the earth is enclosed in the Sun. The Same for the Sovereign Queen: one could only see Her Person, but the Light of My Supreme Will Enclosed in Her All Possible Imaginable Pains; and the More Intimate and Unknown these Pains were, the More Valuable and Powerful they were over the Divine Heart, to Impetrate the Longed for Redeemer; and more than solar light, they Descended into the hearts of creatures, to Conquer them and Bind them in the Kingdom of Redemption.
So, the Church knows so very little of the Pains of the Celestial Sovereign Queen, that one can say that
She knows only the visible pains, and this is why She gives the number of the seven swords. But If She Knew that Her Maternal Heart was the Refuge, the Deposit of All Pains, and that the Light of My Will Brought Everything to Her, Sparing Her Nothing, the Church would not speak of seven swords, but of Millions of Swords. More so, since they were Intimate Pains, and therefore God Alone Knows the Intensity of the Sorrow. This is why, by Right, She was Constituted Queen of Martyrs and of All Sorrows. Creatures can give a weight, a value to exterior pains, but they do not know enough of the Interior Ones to be able to attribute to them the Right Price. Now, in order to Form in My Mama, First the Kingdom of My Will, and then that of Redemption, So Many Pains were not necessary because, since She had no sin, the inheritance of pains was not for Her – Her Inheritance was the Kingdom of My Will. But in order to Give the Kingdom of Redemption to creatures, She had to Submit Herself to So Many Pains. So, the Fruits of Redemption were Matured in the Kingdom of My Will Possessed by Me and by My Mama. There is nothing Beautiful, Good or Useful, which does not come from My Will.
Now, United to the Sovereign Queen Came My Humanity. She Remained Hidden in Me, in My Sorrows, in My Pains, therefore little was known about Her; but as for My Humanity, it was necessary that what I Did, how Much I Suffered and how Much I Loved Be Known. If nothing were known, I could Not Form the Kingdom of Redemption. The Knowledge of My Pains and of My Love is Magnet and Spur, Incitement and Light to Draw souls to taking the Remedies, the Goods Contained in It. Knowing how much their sins and their Salvation cost Me is Chain that Binds them to Me and Prevents new sins. If, on the other hand, they had known nothing of My Pains and of My Death, not knowing how Much their Salvation cost Me, no one would have given a thought to loving Me and saving his soul. See then, how necessary it is to Make Known how Much he or she who has Formed within him or herself a Universal Good to Give it to others, has Done and Suffered.
Now, My daughter, just as it was Necessary to Make Known to creatures who He and She were, and how Much it Cost Them to Form the Kingdom of Redemption, so it is Necessary to Make Known she whom My Paternal Goodness has Chosen, First, to Form the Kingdom of the Supreme Fiat within her, and then, to Give Rise to Its Transmission to others. Just as it was for Redemption, which was Formed between Me and My Celestial Mama First, and then Became Known to creatures, so it will Be for the Supreme Fiat. Therefore, it is Necessary to Make Known how Much this Kingdom of My Will Costs Me; that – so that man might enter once again into the Kingdom he had Lost – I had to Sacrifice the littlest of All creatures, Keeping her Nailed to a bed for forty years and more, without air, without the fullness of the light of the sun that everyone enjoys; how her little heart has been the Refuge of My Pains and of those of creatures; how she has Loved All, Prayed for All, Defended All; how Many Times she has Exposed herself to the Blows of Divine Justice to Defend All of her brothers; and then, her Intimate Pains, and the Very Privations of Me that Martyred her little heart, Giving her Continuous Death. In fact, since she has known no other life but Mine, no other will but Mine, All of these Pains Laid the Foundations of the Kingdom of My Will, and, like Solar Rays, Matured the Fruits of the Supreme Fiat. So, it is Necessary to Make Known how Much this Kingdom Cost you and Me, so that, from Its Cost, they may know how Much I Yearn for them to Acquire It; and from Its Cost they may appreciate It, love It and aspire to Enter, to Live in the Kingdom of My Supreme Will.”
I wrote this to obey, but the effort has been so great, that I could just barely mention my poor existence,
since, because of the great reluctance, I feel my blood freeze in my veins. However, I can but repeat always: ‘Fiat! Fiat! Fiat!…’
In honor of the October 13 Apparition of Our Lady of Fatima to the children:
“Then shall the Just Shine As the Sun,
In the Kingdom of their Father.
He that hath ears to hear, let him hear.” (Matt 13:43)
V20 – 10.6.26 – “…But you Must Know that My Will is Life, and every time creatures do not do It, and reject It, it is a Divine Life that they reject and destroy within themselves. And do you think that the Pain, the Continuous Martyrdom of My Will is something trivial—in Feeling So Many Acts of Life that It Wants to Make Arise in creatures with So Much Goodness, being cut off from Itself as though by a Deadly Sword? And in Place of this Divine Life that was cut off within them, they make arise the life of passions, of sin, of darkness, of weaknesses.
“Not doing My Will is Divine Life that creatures lose. And this is why, since It Reigns in you, by Depriving you of Me, It makes you feel the Pain of the Many Divine Lives that creatures cut off from It, to Be Repaired and Compensated in you for the Many Acts of Life that they make It lose. Don’t you know that in order to Form the Kingdom of the Divine Fiat, It Must Find in you as Many of Its Acts for as Many as It has Lost? And this is the Reason for the Alternation of My Presence and My Absence—to give you the Occasion to Form Many Acts of Submission to My Will; to make these Acts of Divine Life that others have rejected, Enter into you.
“And then, don’t you remember that when I Manifested to you your Mission regarding the Eternal Fiat, I
Asked of you the Sacrifice of Suffering as Many Deaths for as Many creatures as were Coming out to Daylight—for as Many as had rejected the Life of My Will? Ah! My daughter, not doing My Will is Divine Life that creatures reject. It is not like not practicing the virtues, where they reject gems, precious stones, ornaments, garments, that, if one does not want them, one can do without. Rejecting My Will, instead, is to reject the Means in order to Live, it is to Destroy the Fount of Life; it is the greatest evil that can Exist. Therefore, one who does so great an evil does not deserve to live; on the contrary, he deserves to die to All Goods.
“Do you not want, then, to Compensate My Will for All these Lives that creatures have cut off from It? And in order to do this, you Must Suffer, not a pain, but a Lack of Divine Life—that is My Privation. In order to Form Its Kingdom in you, My Will Wants to Find in you All the Satisfactions that creatures have not given to It—All of Its Lives that It was to Make Arise in them; otherwise, It would be a Kingdom without Foundation, without giving It the Rights of Justice, and without the Due Reparations. Know, however, that your Jesus will not leave you for too long, because I too Know that you cannot Live Under the Press of such a Hard Martyrdom.”
V24 – 9.8.28 – The Sacrifices that Luisa has made in order to make the Divine Will Known – I was feeling oppressed because of the Privation of my Beloved Jesus. Oh! how I would have wanted to take a Leap Into the Celestial Regions never to go out of them Again, and so end it with these Blessed Privations of Him that make me Live Dying. Ah! yes, if by His Goodness Jesus lets me reach His Fatherland, He will no longer be able to Hide from me, nor will I Ever Again Be without Him even for one instant. “Therefore, Hurry, my Love—let us end it once and for all with these Privations of You, for I can take no more.” And I felt so embittered that, More than Sharp Sword, it Pierced my poor soul through…”
“Then, when My Will Becomes Known and Its Kingdom is Accomplished, all the words you have written, the night vigils, your incessant prayers, your rounds upon rounds in the Work of Creation and Redemption, your long years of bed, your pains and sacrifices, will then Shine like Rays of the Sun, like Diamonds and Precious Stones of Infinite Value that, little by little, those who will have the Great Good of Knowing My Will, and of Living in Its Kingdom, will recognize. Even more, they will Know that the Foundations Bejeweled, the Factories Raised, are Cemented with the Many Sacrifices of the One to whom the Mission of Making Known the Kingdom of My Will was Entrusted.”
V31 – 1.6.33 – “Blessed daughter, when the soul gives herself to the Mercy of My Will, It has the Virtue of Making the life of evil vanish. There is no sin or passion that does not feel itself given Death, more then by a Deadly Sword. On the contrary, they die by themselves; as My Will Reigns in the soul, so they feel themselves lose life. For evil it is like frost to the plants, it parches them, withers them, and makes them die. It is like light to darkness, that, as the light appears, the darkness disappears and dies, rather, one does not even know where it has gone. My Will is like heat to cold, the cold dies under the virtue of the heat.
“If the frost, light, and heat, have the virtue of making plants, darkness, and cold die, even More My Divine Will has the Virtue of Making evils die Completely. What’s more, if the soul does not let herself be Always Dominated by My Will, then because It does not Always Reign, It can not Communicate All the Goods, nor Convert the Whole Ensemble of the creature, into Divine Life. And where the Divine Life is lacking, evil arises, and it can happen as to the plants when the strength of the frost withdraws. The plants, although with difficulty, begin to become green again. If the light withdraws, the darkness arises again. If the heat withdraws, the cold acquires its life again. Here is the Reason for the Great Necessity of doing My Will Always, Always, and of Living in It, if you want to Banish all evils and uproot even the roots of passions.
“More so, since My Divine Volition Wants to Always Give to the creature, yet in order to Give, It is on the Lookout to see how much she works in Its Will, because every Act that she does in It Acquires a Divine Right. So, however Many Acts she does, so Many Rights she Acquires in the Sea of My Fiat, and It Acquires as Many Rights over the creature. These Rights of both parties Render them Owners, God and the poor creature. And My Will Bilocated and Enclosed in the soul, for as much as she is capable of enclosing—since It wants to Always Give—Brings her to Navigate in the Immense Sea of Its Volition in the depth of the soul. One can say that It Makes of her Its little ship, in order to go on vacation in Its Immense Sea of Its Volition, and according to how she disposes herself and works, so she encloses New Doses of Divine Will. Therefore I want you Always in It, so you will give Me the Right of Always Being able to Give to you, and you of Always Receiving.”
We pray them in the Most Holy Divine Will in the name of everyone and everything past present and future:
1) The Fatima Prayer/Decade Prayer
“O my Jesus, forgive us our sins, save us from the fires of hell, lead all souls to Heaven, especially those most in need of Thy mercy. Amen.”
The Blessed Mother told the children that people should add this prayer to the end of each decade of the Rosary.
2) The Pardon Prayer
“My God, I believe, I adore, I hope and I love Thee! I beg pardon for all those that do not believe, do not adore, do not hope and do not love Thee.”
This prayer was given to the children by the angel that visited them in 1916, the year before The Blessed Mother appeared to them.
3) The Angel’s Prayer
“O Most Holy Trinity, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, I adore Thee profoundly. I offer Thee the most precious Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity of Jesus Christ present in all the tabernacles of the world, in reparation for the outrages, sacrileges and indifferences by which He is offended. By the infinite merits of the Sacred Heart of Jesus and the Immaculate Heart of Mary I beg the conversion of poor sinners.”
This is another prayer given to them by the angel. There was a Eucharistic host and chalice suspended in the air, and the angel led them in kneeling before it and praying this prayer.
4) The Eucharistic Prayer
“Most Holy Trinity, I adore Thee! My God, my God, I love Thee in the Most Blessed Sacrament.”
When Mary appeared to the children for the first time on May 13, 1917, she said, “You will have much to suffer, but the grace of God will be your comfort.” According to Lucia, one of the children, a bright light shone all around them, and without thinking about it, they all started reciting this prayer.
5) The Sacrifice Prayer
“O Jesus, it is for the love of Thee, in reparation for the offenses committed against the Immaculate Heart of Mary, and for the conversion of poor sinners.”
Mary gave the children this prayer, as well as the Fatima Prayer/Decade Prayer, on June 13th, 1917. The prayer is meant to be recited when you are offering up suffering to God.
Book of Heaven: Volume 25; November 14, 1928
…After this, my lovable Jesus made Himself seen as a tiny little child, who, throwing His arms around my neck, told me: “My mama, My mama…. One who does My Divine Will becomes mother; My Divine Fiat embellishes her for Me, transforms her, and renders her fecund, in such a way as to give her all the qualities in order to be a true mother. And I keep forming this mother with the reflections of the Sun of My Divine Volition, and I glory and take so much pleasure in calling her My mama, My mama…. And not only do I choose her as My mother, but I call many more tiny little ones and give to them My mother as their mother.”
And while He was saying this, He showed me many little boys and girls around me; and the child Jesus said to them: “This is My mother and your mama.”
The little ones made feast and drew all around me together with Jesus; and Jesus added: “These little ones you see are no other than the first cohort of the children of My Divine Volition. In It, all will be little, because My Divine Will has the virtue of preserving them fresh and beautiful, just as they came out of Our creative hands. And since It called your littleness to live in It, it is right that, as the first one, you be the tiny little mama of the tiny little children.”
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