Dissolving Oneself In Jesus, To Be Able To Say: What Belongs To Jesus Is Mine

BOOK OF HEAVEN

From the Writings of Luisa Piccarreta

“The Little Daughter of the Divine Will”

VOL. 12 – January 31, 1918

Dissolving oneself in Jesus, to be able to say: what belongs to Jesus is mine.

I was abandoning all of myself in Jesus, when He told me: “My daughter(Luisa), dissolve yourself in Me. Dissolve your prayer in Mine, so that your prayer and Mine may be one single prayer, and one would not recognize which one is yours and which Mine. Your pains, your works, your will, your love – dissolve them all in my pains, in my works, etc., so that they may mix one with the other, and form one single thing; to the extent that you may be able to say, ‘What belongs to Jesus is mine’, and I may say, ‘What is yours is Mine.’

Imagine a glass of water, which is poured into a big container of water. Would you be able to distinguish, afterwards, the water of the glass from the water of the container? Certainly not. Therefore, for your greatest gain and my highest contentment, repeat often in whatever you do: ‘Jesus, I pour this into You, so that I may do not my will, but Yours’, and immediately I will pour my acting into you.”

Possessing The Gift Of The Divine Will

From  The Book of Heaven

The Writings Of Luisa Piccarreta

“The Little Daughter Of The Divine Will”

 VOL. 11 – March 14, 1914

As the soul who lives in the Divine Will fuses herself in Jesus, she takes possession of all that belongs to Jesus, and He cannot refuse her anything.

Today I was fusing all of myself in Jesus, to the extent of feeling Jesus alive and real within me. As I was feeling Him, He said to me in such a tender and touching way that I felt my poor heart crack: ‘My daughter (Luisa), it is too hard for Me not to content one who does my Will. As you see, I no longer have hands, feet, Heart, eyes, or mouth. I have nothing left of my Will, since you took everything – you took possession of everything. I have nothing left which is not yours. This is why deserved chastisements are not being poured upon the many and great evils which inundate the earth: because it is hard for Me not to content you. Further, how can I do that if I do not have hands? You don’t believe Me, do you? If hands were to be absolutely necessary to Me, I would be forced to steal them from you, or to convince you so that you yourself would give them to Me. How hard this is – how hard it is for Me to displease one who does my Will! I would displease Myself.”

I remained astonished at this speaking of Jesus. Not only this, but I could really see that I had the hands, the feet and the eyes of Jesus; so I said to Him: ‘Jesus, let me come.’ And He: “Give Me a little more of life in you, and then you will come.”

“YOU  MUST  KNOW…”

From the Book of Heaven

From the Writings of The Servant of God Luisa Piccarreta,  The Little Daughter of the Divine Will

Volume 20 – October 6, 1926

But you must know  that my Will is life, and every time the creatures do not do It, and reject It, it is a Divine Life that they reject and destroy within them.  And do you think that the pain, the continuous martyrdom of my Will is something trivial – in feeling so many acts of life which It wants to make arise in the creatures with so much goodness, being cut off as though by a deadly sword?  In place of this Divine Life which 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.

You must know(Luisa)  that everything I made you(Luisa) write on paper, I Myself wrote first in the depth of your soul; and then I made you(Luisa) put it on paper.  Even more, there are more things written in you(Luisa) than on paper; therefore, when you(Luisa) feel the need to go over again what regards the truths about the Supreme Fiat, take a look at your interior and soon will you see again whatever you(Luisa) want.  To be sure of what I am telling you(Luisa), look right now into your soul, and you(Luisa) will see, in order, everything I have manifested to you(Luisa).” 

 FROM THE BOOK OF HEAVEN

 Our Lord Jesus Christ to the Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta, The Little Daughter of the Divine Will

 VOLUME 11

 November 25, 1912

Jesus makes Luisa content, making her suffer without moving her from His Most Holy Will. There are two stairways to Heaven:
one of wood, for those who take the path of virtue; and one of gold, for those
who live in the Divine Will.

This morning my always adorable Jesus, though He came in the usual way, seemed to me as if He was just passing through. He was anxious to see me again and to be with me in a familiar way. In seeing Him so good, so sweet and benign, I forgot all about my troubles – my privations; and seeing Him with a big thick crown of thorns, I told Him: ‘Sweet Love and my Life, show me if you still love me. Remove this crown from around your head and place it on mine, with your own hands.’

Soon adorable Jesus removed it and pressed it on my head with His own hands. Oh, how happy I felt with the thorns of Jesus – sharp, yes, but sweet! He looked at me with loving tenderness and, feeling so tenderly observed, I bravely added: ‘Jesus, my heart, the thorns are not enough for me. To be certain that You love me as before, don’t You also have the nails with which to nail me? Hurry, O Jesus, don’t keep me in doubt; for the only doubt of not being always loved by You, gives me continual death! Pierce me!’

And He: “Dear daughter(Luisa), I cannot find the nails, but in order to make you(Luisa) content, I will pierce you(Luisa) with a piece of iron.” So He took my hands and ripped them open, very far; and then my feet. I suffered, yes; I felt as if I was swimming in a sea of pain, but also of love and sweetness. It seemed that Jesus could not remove His tender and loving gaze from me; arranging me and covering me completely with His royal mantle, He told me: “My sweet daughter(Luisa), cease now any doubt about my Love for you(Luisa). Even more, in order to give you(Luisa) courage I tell you(Luisa) that no matter your state, or whether you(Luisa) see Me concerned, or flashing by, or silent, remember that one single renewal of my thorns or nails to you(Luisa) will be enough to place us again in our loving closeness and intimacy – more than before. Therefore, be content, and I will continue with
the scourges of the world.”

He told me other things, but the intensity of the pain does not allow me to remember them well. Then I remained alone again, without Jesus, and I poured myself out with my sweet Mama, crying and praying Her to make Jesus come back. My Mama told me: “My sweet daughter(Luisa) do not cry. You(Luisa) must thank Jesus for the way He behaves with you(Luisa) and for the grace He gives you(Luisa), not allowing you(Luisa) to move away from His Most Holy Will, in these times of chastisements. Greater grace He could not give you(Luisa).”

After this, Jesus came back and, noticing that I had cried, told me: “Have you cried?” And I: ‘I cried with Mama; I didn’t cry with anyone else, and I  did it because You were not here.’ Jesus took my hands in His hands, and it seemed that He was soothing my pains; then He showed me two high stairways, from earth up to Heaven. On one of them there were more people – very few on the other one. The one on which there were only few people was of solid gold, and it seemed that those few who were going up were other Jesuses – each one of them was one Jesus. On the other one, which seemed to be made of wood, there were more people, and they could be distinguished and identified – almost all short and not very developed.

Jesus told me: “My daughter(Luisa), those who lived their lives in my Life ascend on the golden stairs; I can say that they are my feet, my hands, my Heart – the whole of Myself. Just as you(Luisa) can see that they are another Me, they are everything to Me, and I am their life. Their actions are all of gold and of incalculable price, because they are Divine. Nobody will ever be able to reach their height because they are my very Life; almost without anyone knowing them, because they are hidden within Me. Only in Heaven will they be perfectly known.

On the wooden stairs there are more souls; these are the souls who walk along the way of the virtues, but not in union with my Life and with the continuous connection of my Will. Their actions are of wood, (since only the union with Me forms golden actions), therefore their price is minimal. These souls are short, almost scrawny, because many human purposes are mixed in with their good actions, and human purposes do not produce growth. They are known to everyone, because they are not hidden within Me, but within themselves; therefore, nobody covers them. They will not cause any surprise for Heaven, since they were known also on earth.

Therefore, my daughter(Luisa), I want you(Luisa) completely in my Life, with nothing in yours, and I entrust to you(Luisa) the ones you know and see, that they may keep themselves strong and constant on the stairway of my Life.” He pointed to me someone whom I know, and disappeared. May all be for His Glory.

Our Lord Jesus Christ to the Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta, The Little Daughter of the Divine Will

 VOLUME 8

December 25, 1908

How to make Jesus be born and grow in your hearts.

Finding myself in my usual state, I was longing for little Baby Jesus, and after many hardships, He made Himself seen in my interior as a little Baby, and told me: “My daughter(Luisa), the best way to make Me be born in one’s own heart, is to empty oneself of everything, because in finding empty space, I can place all my goods in it. And only then can I remain in it forever, if there is room to be able to carry all that belongs to Me, all that is my own. A person who went to live in the house of someone else, could be called happy only if he found empty space in which to be able to put all of his belongings; otherwise, he would be unhappy. So I am.

The second thing in order to make Me be born and to increase my happiness, is that everything the soul contains, both internal and external – everything, must be done for Me; everything must serve to honor Me, to execute my orders. If only one thing, one thought, one word, is not for Me, I feel unhappy, and while I should be the master, they make Me a slave. Can I tolerate all this?

The third one is heroic love, magnified love, love of sacrifice. These three loves make my happiness grow in a marvelous way, because they render the soul capable of works which are superior to her strengths, as she does them with my strength alone. They will expand her, by making not only her, but also others love Me. And she will reach the point of enduring anything, even death, in order to triumph in everything, and be able to say to Me: ‘I have nothing else; everything is only love for You.’ In this way, she will not only make Me be born, but will make Me grow, and will form a beautiful paradise in her heart.”

As He was saying this, I looked at Him, and from little, in one instant He became big, in such a way that I remained completely filled with Him. Then everything disappeared.