Our Lord Jesus Christ to the Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta,

The Little Daughter of the Divine Will

November 10, 1923 Volume 16

 The beauty of littleness.  God performs the greatest works in the little ones:  for Redemption He used the littleness of the Most Holy Virgin; for the Fiat Voluntas Tua, the littleness of Luisa.

 I was abandoning all of myself in the arms of my sweet Jesus, and while I was praying, I saw my soul as so very little, but of extreme littleness; and I thought to myself:  ‘How little I am.  Jesus was right in telling me that I was the littlest of all.  I would really like to know whether I am the littlest among all.’  Now, while I was thinking this, my always lovable Jesus, moving in my interior, showed me how He took this little one in His arms, and squeezed her tightly to His Heart, and she would let Jesus do whatever He wanted with her.  And He told me:  “My dear little one, I have chosen you little, because the little ones let one do with them whatever he wants.  They do not walk by themselves, but let themselves be guided; even more, they are afraid to place one foot on their own.  If they receive gifts, feeling incapable of keeping them, they place them on the lap of their mama.  The little ones are stripped of everything, nor do they care about whether they are rich or poor; they are concerned with nothing.  Oh! how beautiful the tender age is – full of grace, of beauty and of freshness.  Therefore, the greater is the work I want to do in a soul, the littler I choose her.  I like childlike freshness and beauty very much; I like it so much that I preserve these souls in the littleness of the nothingness from which they came.  I let nothing of their own enter into them, so as not to let them lose their littleness, and therefore preserve the divine freshness and beauty from which they came.”

On hearing this, I said:  ‘Jesus, my Love, it seems to me that I am so very bad, and this is why I am so little; and You are saying that You love me very much because I am little?  How can this be?’  And Jesus, again:  “My little one, badness cannot enter the true little ones.  Do you know when evil, when growth begins to enter?  When one’s own will begins to enter.  As it enters, the creature begins to fill herself and to live of herself; the All goes out of the littleness of the creature, and it seems to her that her littleness becomes greater – but, greatness to be cried over.  Since God does not live completely in her, she moves away from her beginning, dishonors her origin, loses the light, the beauty, the sanctity, the freshness of her Creator.  She seems to grow before herself and maybe before men; but before Me – oh, how she decreases!  She may even become great, but she will never be my beloved little one – one whom, taken by love for her, I fill with Myself, that she may remain as I created her, and I make of her the greatest, whom no one will be able to equal.

I did so with my Celestial Mama.  Among all generations, She is the littlest, because Her will never entered into Her as acting, but always my Eternal Will; and this not only kept Her little, beautiful, fresh, as She had come out of Us, but made Her the greatest of all.  Oh! how beautiful She was, little in Herself, but great and superior to all by virtue of Ourselves.  And only because of Her littleness was She lifted up to the height of Mother of the One who formed Her.  So, as you see, all the good of man is in doing my Will; all the evil is in doing his own.  Therefore, in order to come to redeem man, I chose my Mother because She was little, and I used Her as channel in order to let all the goods and fruits of Redemption descend upon mankind. Now, so that my Will might be known, and Heaven might be opened to let my Will descend upon earth and reign on it as It does in Heaven, I had to choose another little one among all generations.  Since this is the greatest work I want to do – to restore man in his origin, from which he came, to open to him that Divine Will which he rejected, to open my arms to him to receive him once again into the womb of my Will – my infinite wisdom calls the littlest one out of nothing.  It was just that she be little:  if I placed a little one at the head of Redemption, I had to place another little one at the head of the Fiat Voluntas Tua on earth as it is in Heaven.  Between two little ones I was to enclose the purpose of the creation of man – I was to realize my designs upon him:  through one, I was to redeem him, wash him of his ugliness with my Blood, and give him forgiveness; through the other one, I was to make him return to his beginning, to his origin, to the lost nobility, to the bonds of my Will broken by him, admitting him once again to the smile of my Eternal Will, kissing each other and live one within the other.  This alone was the purpose of the creation of man, and what I have established no one will be able to oppose.  Centuries upon centuries will go by – just as in Redemption, so also in this; but man will return into my arms as he was created by Me.  But in order to do this, first I have to choose the one who must be the first to live life in my Eternal Will, bind in her all the relations of Creation, and live with her with no split of wills; rather, with her will and Ours as one.  From here the necessity that she be the littlest which We issue in Creation – so that, in seeing herself as so little, she may shun her will; even more, she may bind it so tightly to Ours as to never do her will; and though little, she may live together with Us, from the blowing of that breath with which We created man.  Our Will preserves her fresh and beautiful; she forms Our smile, Our amusement, and We do with her whatever We want.  Oh! how happy she is; and enjoying her littleness and her happy destiny, she will cry for her brothers and will occupy herself with nothing else but compensating Us, for all and for each one, of all the wrongs they do to Us by withdrawing from Our Will.  The tears of one who lives in Our Will will be powerful; more so, since she wants nothing but what We Ourselves want; and after the first channel of Redemption, through her We will open the second one of the Fiat Voluntas Tua on earth as it is in Heaven.”

On hearing this, I said:  ‘My Love and my All, tell me, who will this fortunate little one be?  Oh! how I would like to know her.’  And He, immediately:  “What? Have you not understood who she is?  It is you, my little one.  I have told you many times that you are the little one, and this is why I love you.”  But as He was saying this, I felt as though I was being transported outside of myself, into a most pure light, in which one could see all generations, as though divided into two wings – one on the right and the other on the left of the throne of God.  At the head of one wing there was the August Queen Mama, from whom descended all the goods of Redemption.  Oh, how beautiful was Her littleness!  Marvelous, prodigious littleness:  little and powerful, little and great, little and Queen; little, with everyone hanging upon Her littleness, while She disposes of everything, rules over all, and only because She is little, She enfolds the Word within Her littleness, making Him descend from Heaven to earth, to let Him die for love of men.  At the head of the other wing one could see another little one, and – I say it trembling and to obey – she was the one whom Jesus had called His little daughter of the Divine Will.  And my sweet Jesus, placing Himself in the middle of these two wings, between the two little ones who were at the head of them, with one hand took mine, and with the other that of the Queen Mama, and He joined them together, saying:  “My little daughters, hold each other’s hand before Our Throne, and embrace the Eternal Divine Majesty in your little arms.  To you alone, because you are little, is it given to embrace the Eternal One, the Infinite One, and to enter into Him.  And if the first little one snatched Redemption from the Love of the Eternal One, so may the second, her hand held by the first, be helped by Her to snatch from the Eternal Love the Fiat Voluntas Tua on earth as it in Heaven.”

Now, who can say what happened?  I have no words to be able to express myself.  I can only say that I remained more humiliated and confused, and almost like a fussy little girl, I wanted my Jesus in order to tell Him of my fears, of my doubts.  And I prayed that He would cast all these things away from me, as I feared that the mere thought of them was a subtle pride, and that He would give me the grace to really love Him and to do His Most Holy Will in everything.  Then, my always lovable Jesus, coming back again, made Himself seen inside of me, and my person served as though to cover Him inside of me.  And without letting me speak, He told me:  “My poor little one, what do you fear?  Courage, I am the One who will do everything in my little daughter; you will do nothing but follow me faithfully, won’t you?  You are right that you are too little and can do nothing, but I will do everything in you.  Don’t you see how I am within you, and you are nothing but the shadow that covers Me?  I am the One who will cross within you the eternal and unending boundaries of my Will; I, the One who will embrace all generations in order to bring them, together with your shadow, to the feet of the Eternal One, so that the two wills, the human and the Divine, may kiss each other, may smile at each other, and may no longer look at each other like strangers, being separated, scowling at each other, but one may be fused within the other, forming one single Will.  It is the power of your Jesus that must do this; you must do nothing but adhere.  I know, I know that you are nothing and can do nothing, and this is why you afflict yourself; but it is the strength of my arm that wants and can operate, and I like to operate great things in the littlest ones.  And besides, the life of my Will has already been on earth; it is not completely new, although it was as though in passing.  It existed in my inseparable and dear Mama.  If the life of my Will had not been in Her, I, Eternal Word, could not have descended from Heaven; I would have lacked the way through which to descend, the room into which to enter, the humanity with which to cover my Divinity, the food to nourish Myself.  I would have lacked everything, because all other things are not suitable for Me.  But by finding my Will in my beloved Mama, I found my very own Heaven, my joys, my contentments.  At most, I exchanged my dwelling – from Heaven to earth – but as for the rest, I changed nothing:  that which I had in Heaven I found on earth by virtue of my Will possessed by Her, and therefore, with all love, I descended into Her to take on human flesh.

Then, my Will had Its Life on earth in my Humanity, by virtue of which I formed the Redemption.  Not only this, but by virtue of my Will, I laid Myself over all the works of the human generations, sealing them with my divine acts, and I beseeched my Father not only to redeem man, but that, at the appropriate time, man might win the favor of Our Will, as when he was created, so as to live according to the purpose wanted by Us:  that the Will of Heaven and that of the earth be one.  Therefore, everything was done by Me:  the plane of Redemption and that of the Fiat Voluntas Tua on earth as it is in Heaven.  It would not have been a work worthy of Me had I not rehabilitated man in everything, as he was created.  It would be a work half-done, not whole, and your Jesus does not know how to do incomplete works; at the most, I wait centuries to give the complete good prepared by Me.  Therefore, don’t you want to be with Me in giving man the work which I completed with my coming upon earth?  So, be attentive and faithful; do not fear, I will always keep you little so as to be able to complete more my designs upon you.”

Our Lord Jesus Christ to the Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta,

The Little Daughter of the Divine Will

VOLUME 19

 August 27, 1926

Jesus gives the title to the Book about His Will.

 As I was in my usual state, my always lovable Jesus made me see the reverend father who must occupy himself with the printing of the writings on the adorable Will of God.  And Jesus, placing Himself near him, said to him:  “My son, the title you will give to the book you will print about my Will is this:  ‘The Kingdom of my Divine Will in the midst of creatures.  Book of Heaven.  The call of the creature to the order, the place and the purpose for which he was created by God’.  See, I want the title also to correspond to the great work of my Will.  I want the creature to comprehend that his place, assigned to him by God, is in my Will, and until he enters into It, he will be without place, without order, without purpose; he will be an intruder in the Creation, with no right at all, and therefore he will go wandering without peace, without inheritance.  And I, moved to compassion for him, will cry out to him continuously:  ‘Enter into your place, come into the order, come to take your inheritance – to live in your house.  Why do you want to live in a foreign house?  Why do you want to occupy a land that is not yours?  And because it is not yours, you live unhappy, and you are the servant and the laughing-stock of all created things.  All things created by Me, because they remain in their place, are in order and in perfect harmony, with all the fullness of their goods, assigned to them by God.  You alone want to be unhappy – but of a voluntary unhappiness.  Therefore come to your place – it is there that I call you and await you’.  Therefore, he or she who will offer to make my Will known, will be my spokesperson, and I will entrust to them the secrets of Its Kingdom.”

Then, after this, He showed the whole Creation – how all created things remain in their place, wanted by God, and therefore in perfect order and in perfect harmony among themselves.  And because they remain in their place, the Supreme Will maintains their existence whole, beautiful, fresh and ever new; and order brings communal happiness and universal strength to all.  What enchantment to see the order, the harmony of all Creation!  And Jesus, resuming His speaking, added:  “My daughter, how beautiful are Our works – they are Our honor and Our perennial glory.  All of them remain at their place, and each created thing fulfills its office perfectly.  Man alone is Our dishonor in Our creative work, because by withdrawing from Our Will, he walks upside down, with his head down on the earth and his feet up in the air.  What disorder! What disorder!  It is disgusting to see him.  By walking with his head upside down, he crawls on the earth, he becomes all upset, he transforms himself.  His sight lacks the necessary span to be able to look; he cannot move around in space in order to know things, nor defend himself if his enemy is behind his shoulders; and he cannot go too far, because – poor one – he has to drag himself with his head instead of walking, because the office of walking belongs to the feet, while that of the head is to dominate.  So, doing his own will is the true and perfect tumble of man, and the disorder of the human family.  This is why I care so much that my Will be known – so that he may return to his place, no longer dragging himself with his head upside down, but walking on his feet; no longer forming my dishonor and his, but my honor and his.  Look, yourself:  do creatures not look ugly, in seeing them walk with their heads on the ground?  Don’t you too feel sorry in seeing them so disordered?”

I looked, and I saw the heads down and the feet up in the air.  Jesus disappeared, and I remained looking at this ugly scene of the human generations; and from the heart I prayed that His Will may be known.

Our Lord Jesus Christ to the Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta,

The Little Daughter of the Divine Will

VOLUME 15

 July 14, 1923

Expectation of a new era.  The surest sign that it is near.

As I was in my usual state, my good Jesus came, but all afflicted.  It seemed to me that He could not detach from me, and, all goodness, told me:  “My daughter, I have come to make you suffer.  Don’t you remember when I wanted to chastise man and you did not want Me to, wanting to suffer yourself in their place, and in order to make you content, I told you that instead of doing ‘ten’, for love of you I would do ‘five’^[7]?  Now the nations want to fight against one other, and those which believe themselves to be the most powerful are taking up arms to their teeth in order to destroy the weak nations.  This is about total destruction, my daughter.  This is why I have come to make you suffer – to give you that ‘five’ which I promised you.  My justice will give to fire and water the power of the office which they contain, in order to destroy peoples and entire cities; therefore, a little bit of your suffering is necessary in order to reduce the chastisements by half.” 

Now, while He was saying this, He moved in my interior, as though holding many instruments in His hands; and as He moved them, sufferings and pains were formed, with such tearing of all my members that I don’t know how I remained alive.  And when He would see me moaning and shivering because of the intensity of the pains, with the air of one who has triumphed over everything, Jesus would say to me:  “You are my Life, and with my Life I can do whatever I want.”  And He would continue His crafting to make me suffer.  May everything be for the glory of God, for the good of my soul, and for the salvation of all.

Then, afterwards, He added:  “My daughter, the whole world is upside down, and everyone is awaiting changes, peace, new things.  They themselves gather to discuss about it, and are surprised at not being able to conclude anything and to come to serious decisions.  So, true peace does not arise, and everything resolves into words, but no facts.  And they hope that more conferences may serve to make serious decisions, but they wait in vain.  In the meantime, in this waiting, they are in fear, and some prepare themselves for new wars, some hope for new conquests.  But, with this, the peoples are impoverished, are stripped alive, and while they are waiting, tired of the sad present era, dark and bloody, which enwraps them, they wait and hope for a new era of peace and of light. 

The world is exactly at the same point as when I was about to come upon earth.  All were awaiting a great event, a new era, as indeed occurred.  The same now; since the great event, the new era in which the Will of God may be done on earth as It is in Heaven, is coming – everyone is awaiting this new era, tired of the present one, but without knowing what this new thing, this change is about, just as they did not know it when I came upon earth.  This expectation is a sure sign that the hour is near.  But the surest sign is that I am manifesting what I want to do, and that turning to a soul, just as I turned to my Mama in descending from Heaven to earth, I communicate to her my Will and the goods and effects It contains, to make of them a gift for the whole of humanity.

The Necessity of the Mystical Marriage in the Divine Will

For one who lives in the Divine Will it is always Christmas

Our Lord Jesus Christ to the Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta,

The Little Daughter of the Divine Will 

VOLUME 16 

December 26, 1923

For one who lives in the Divine Will it is always Christmas, and the mysteries of the Life of Jesus are a continuous act. There are no rags of misery for her. The continuous dying of Jesus, and like Him, of Luisa, in the Divine Will.

 I went through most bitter days because of the privation of Jesus. I felt like a most vile rag which Jesus had put aside because it was disgusting to Him, so dirty as it was. In my interior, I heard say: “In my Will there are no rags, but everything is Life – and Divine Life. A rag is torn, becomes dirty, because it does not contain life; instead, in my Will, which contains life and gives life to all, there is no danger that the soul may be torn to pieces, or even less get dirty.”

Not paying attention to this, I thought to myself: ‘What beautiful Christmas holidays Jesus is making me spend! It shows how much He loves me!’

And He, moving in my interior, added: “My daughter, for one who does my Will, it is always Christmas. As the soul enters my Will, I am conceived in her act; as she performs her act, I develop my Life; as she completes it, I rise again, and the soul remains conceived in Me, develops her life in Mine, and rises again in my own acts. See, then, how Christmas holidays are for those who, once a year, prepare and place themselves in my Grace, and so they feel something new about my Birth within them. But for one who does my Will it is always Christmas: I am born again in each one of her acts. So, would you want Me to be born in you once a year? No, no – for one who does my Will, my birth, my Life, my Death and my Resurrection must be a continuous act, which is never interrupted; otherwise, what would be the difference, the immeasurable distance, from the other sanctities?”

On hearing this, I felt more embittered, and I thought to myself: ‘What fantasy! What I am hearing is nothing other than a most subtle pride of mine… Only my pride could suggest this to me, and reach the point of making me write so many things on the Will of God. The others are good, humble, and this is why no one ever dared to write anything…’ And while I was thinking about this, I felt such pain as to feel my heart break, and I tried to distract myself so as to hear nothing. What a terrible fight, to the point of feeling like dying!

Then, while I was in this state, my beloved Jesus made Himself seen, as though wanting to say more about His Most Holy Will, and I: ‘My Jesus, help me. Don’t You see how much pride there is in me? Have pity on me – free me from this subtle pride; I want to know nothing – it is enough for me to love You.’

And Jesus: “My daughter, crosses, sorrows, pains, are like a press for the soul. Just as the wine-press serves to crush and peel the grapes, in such a way that the wine remains on one side and the skin on the other; in the same way, crosses and pains, like a press, peel the soul of pride, love of self, passions, and of all that is human, leaving the pure wine of virtues. And so my virtues find the way to communicate and lay themselves within the soul, as on a pure white canvas, with indelible characters. Therefore, how can you fear, if every time I manifested to you my truths on my Will, these truths have always been preceded by crosses, sorrow and pains – and every time, by more intense and stronger pains? It was nothing other than the pressure of the press which I exercised in you, in order to peel you of all that is human. It was my interest, more than yours, that these truths would not mix with the skin of human passions.”

And I: ‘My Jesus, forgive me if I am telling You this, but You Yourself are the cause of my concerns. If You did not leave me, if you did not hide and did not deprive me of You, there would be no place in me in which to let these fears arise… Ah, Jesus, You make me die, but of a cruel death and of a double death, because I do not die. Ah, if I only could experience death and die, how sweet it would be for me! Ah, Jesus, I am telling You – I cannot take it any more; either You remain with me, or You take me with You.’

Now, while I was saying this, my adorable Jesus clasped me in His arms and with His hands, as though tying me with ropes; and it was as if I were put, pressed – crushed, under a press. I myself am unable to express the pain I felt within me; He alone knows it, who made me suffer.

Then, afterwards, He told me: “Beloved daughter of my Will, look inside of Me, how my Supreme Will did not concede even one breath of life to the will of my Humanity; and even though It was holy, not even that was conceded to Me. I had to remain under the pressure – more than of a press – of a Divine, infinite, unending Will, which constituted the life of each one of my heartbeats, words and acts; and my little human will died in every heartbeat, breath, act, word, etc. But It died in reality – It actually felt death, because It never had life. I only had my human will to make die continuously, and even though this was a great honor for my Humanity, it was the greatest of portents: at every death of my human will, it was substituted by a Life of Divine Will. However, this continuous dying was the greatest, the hardest, the most bitter and painful martyrdom of my Humanity. Oh, how the pains of my Passion shrink before this continuous dying of mine! And only through this did I complete the perfect Glory of my Celestial Father, and I loved Him with a love which surpasses every other love for all creatures.

To die, to suffer, to do something great once in a while and at intervals, is not so great. Also the saints, the good and other creatures have worked, have suffered, have died. But since it was not a continuous suffering, working and dying, it constitutes neither a perfect Glory to the Father, nor a Redemption which can be extended to all. Therefore, my daughter, Newborn of my Eternal Volition, take a look at where your Jesus calls you and wants you: under the press of my Divine Will, so that your will may receive continuous death, just as my human will did. Otherwise, I could not make the new era arise, in which my Will will come to reign upon earth. It takes the continuous act, pains, deaths, in order to snatch from Heaven the “Fiat Voluntas Tua.”

Pay attention to this, my daughter; do not pay attention to others – either to my Saints, or to the way I behaved with them, which makes you be surprised about the way I behave with you. With them I wanted to do one thing; with you it is something else.”

And as He was saying this, He took the shape of a Crucifix and placed His forehead on mine, laying Himself upon my whole person; and I remained under His pressure and all prey to His Will.