Sunday 7 2015-06-07.
The Body and Blood of
Christ (Corpus Christi)
COMMENT: The Solemnity followed
the cloister procession with the Blessed Sacrament and during the hours had
adoration at the tabernacle n the Church.
The extreme uplifting thoughts
and prayer came from pages from Luisa Piccarreta.
Most Holy Eucharist placed
his Sacramental Life in the Heart of His Mother.
Below two versions of the entry
of the Diar can be contemplated over.
... Donald
PS. Later to find art of
BVM of the Most Hoy Sacrament.
FIAT Vol 21
Redacted 23 Feb 1927 - 26 May 1027
VOLUME 21
J.M.J.
Fiat!!!
Version Print 1995 ‘passages. Use the title
here
[Our Lord
Jesus Christ, in instituting the Most Holy Eucharist, placed his Sacramental
Life in the Heart of His Mother. The Most Holy Virgin of sorrows found the
secret of her strength in the Divine Will, because This contains immeasurable
Strength].
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April 16, 1927
I was reliving the Hour
when Jesus gave us the Most Holy Eucharist when Jesus moved inside me.
He said, “My daughter, before I act, I need at least one creature
to store My Act and keep It safe and secure. When I instituted the Most
Holy Sacrament, I looked for such a creature, and My Queen Mom offered
Herself as a vessel for My Act where I could store this great gift.”
She said, ‘My Son, I offered You my womb and my whole being for
Your Conception, where I kept You safe and secure. Now I’m offering You
a mother’s Heart as a vessel for this great treasure. I will arrange my
affections all around Your Sacramental Life, my beating heart, my love and my
thoughts. I will defend You with My Life; you will be surrounded by a
loving assembly that will protect You. I promise to repay You for this
great gift. Trust Your Mom; I will defend Your Sacramental Life.
You made Me Queen of all Creation, so I have the right to summon all the
light of the sun around You, to worship and adore You. I will assemble
the sea, the sky full of stars and all the inhabitants of the air around you
and they will give You love and glory.’
“My
Mom gave Me proof certain that She would faithfully guard My Sacramental Life
within Her treasury, and then I instituted the Most Holy Sacrament. She
was the only creature worthy enough to keep, protect and defend My Act.
Now, when creatures receive Me and I enter them, I bring the actions of My
inseparable Mom with Me. This is the only way I can perpetuate My
Sacramental Life. Whenever I want to do some great work, one that I
treasure, I first have to choose a creature to store My gift, someone who
will thank Me adequately.”
“That’s
how it is in the natural order. When a farmer sows his seed, he doesn’t
throw it in the middle of the street; he has to have a small plot of
land. First he works it by digging furrows, and then he sows the
seed. After that, he covers it with earth, to protect it. He
anxiously waits for the harvest in order to be reimbursed for his work and
the cost of the seed he entrusted to the earth. Consider someone else
who wants to craft a beautiful work of art. First he prepares the raw
materials and arranges to display it somewhere, and then he and then he works
on it. That’s what I’ve done with you. First I chose you,
then I prepared you, and finally, I entrusted you with revelations concerning
My Will as a great gift. I entrusted the destiny of My Sacramental
Life to My beloved Mother, and now I will hand over the destiny of the
Kingdom of My Will, because you I can trust.”
Then I continued thinking
about everything my beloved Good had done and how much He suffered during the
course of His Life until He resumed His discourse.
He said, “My daughter, My Life down here was very short, and most
of it hidden. Nevertheless, even though it was brief, My Humanity was
animated by Divine Will, so there was no limit to the number of good things I
did. The whole Church is nourished by My Life; She drinks Her fill from
the fountain of My Doctrine. Each one of My Words is a spout pouring
into the mouth of every Christian. Every one of My examples is better
than the sun’s illumination. They warm and nourish the greatest
sanctities to maturity. Consider all the Saints, all the good they have
done and all the pain they heroically suffered. In comparison,
especially considering how short My Life was, they were tiny little flames
next to the bright sun.”
“In
contrast, consider all the pain, humiliation, confusion and all the
accusations My enemies inflicted on Me during the course of My Life and
Passion. Since Divine Will reigned within Me, all these insults only
confounded and humiliated My tormentors. In fact, since Divine Will was
within Me, I was like the sun when the clouds are low. They might
offend the sun if they darken the face of the earth by briefly blocking its
vivid solar light. However, the sun just laughs at these clouds, after
all, their life, floating in the air, is very brief. Even a light wind
is enough to dissipate them, while the blazing sun continues triumphantly
dominating the entire earth in full daylight.”
“That’s
how it was with Me. Everything My enemies inflicted on Me, including My
death, were like clouds covering My Humanity. However, they could not
touch the Sun of My Divinity. As soon as the powerful wind of My Divine
Will shifted, the clouds dissipated. Brighter than the sun, I rose
again, glorious and triumphant, and My enemies were more humiliated than ever.”
“My
daughter, when My Will fully reigns within the soul, minutes are like
centuries filled with everything good. However, where It does not
reign, a soul could live for centuries and not experience more than a few
minutes’ worth of goodness. If My Will reigns in the soul, whatever
humiliation, contradiction or pain she suffers are the same clouds. The
wind of the Divine Fiat blows them over those who are then humiliated for
daring to touch the bearer of My Eternal Volition.”
Later on, I thought about
my Holy Mom, Her Heart pierced with sorrow, saying farewell to Her Jesus,
dead in the tomb.
I thought, “How could She possibly have enough strength to leave
Him? Even though He was dead, it was still Jesus’ body. Her
maternal love must have overwhelmed Her, it had to be hard to take that first
step away from that lifeless body. Yet, She did; such heroic strength!”
As I thought about it, my
sweet Jesus moved inside me.
He said, “My daughter, you want to know how My Mom had the
strength to leave Me. The real secret of Her strength was that My Will
reigned within Her. She lived within a Will that was Divine rather than
human; She had immeasurable strength. Moreover, pierced as She was,
when My Mama left Me in the sepulcher, My Will immersed Her within two
immense seas; one of sorrow, and the other, larger, was one of joy and
beatitude. The sea of sorrow gave Her martyrdom, the sea of joy,
contentment.”
“Her
beautiful soul followed Me into Limbo for the feast the Patriarchs, Prophets,
Her mother and father, and our dear Saint Joseph made for Me. My
presence transformed Limbo into Paradise. In My pain, We were
inseparable, so it was right and just that She be present at this first
festival of the creatures. She had the strength to depart from My body
simply because Her joy was so great. She withdrew to await My
Resurrection as the fulfillment of Redemption. Joy sustained Her in
sorrow, and sorrow sustained Her in joy.”
“Those
who possesses My Will have strength, power, and joy; she has everything she
needs. You experience this yourself when you are without Me and you
feel burnt out. The light of Divine Fiat forms Its sea within you,
making you happy and giving you life.”
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April 16, 1927
How Our Lord made
the deposit of His Sacramental Life in the Heart of the Most Holy
Virgin. The great good that a life animated by the Divine Will can
do. How, in Her sorrows, the Most Holy Virgin found the secret of Her
strength in the Divine Will.
I was doing the Hour in
which Jesus instituted the Most Holy Eucharist; and Jesus, moving in my
interior, told me: “My daughter, when I do an act, first I look to see
whether there is at least one creature in whom to place the deposit of My
Act, so that she may take the good I do, and keep it safe and well
defended.
“Now, when I instituted
the Most Holy Sacrament, I looked for this creature, and My Queen Mama
offered Herself to receive this Act of Mine and the deposit of this great
gift, saying to Me: ‘My Son, just as I offered You my womb and my whole
being in Your Conception, to keep You safe and defended, I now offer You my
maternal Heart in order to receive this great deposit, and I line up, around
Your Sacramental Life, my affections, my heartbeats, my love, my thoughts—all
of Myself, to keep You defended, surrounded by cortege, loved,
protected. I Myself take on the commitment to repay You for the great
gift You are giving. Trust Your Mama, and I will take care of the
defense of Your Sacramental Life. And since You Yourself have
constituted Me Queen of all Creation, I have the right to line up around You
all the light of the sun as homage and adoration, the stars, the heavens, the
sea, all the inhabitants of the air—I place everything around You, to give
You love and glory.’
“Now, ensuring a place
for Myself in which to put this great deposit of My Sacramental Life, and
trusting My Mama, who had given Me all the proofs of Her faithfulness, I
instituted the Most Holy Sacrament. She was the only worthy creature
who could keep, defend and protect My Act. See, then, when creatures
receive Me, I descend into them together with the acts of My inseparable Mama;
and only because of this can I perpetuate My Sacramental Life.
Therefore, whenever I want to do a great work worthy of Me, it is necessary
that I first choose one creature—first, in order to have a place in which to
put My gift; second, to be repaid for it.
“They do the same also in
the natural order. If a farmer wants to sow a seed, he does not throw
it in the middle of the street, but he goes in search of a little
field. First he works it, he forms the furrow, and then he sows the
seed in it; and to keep it safe, he covers it with earth, anxiously waiting
for the harvest in order to be repaid for his work, and for the seed that he
entrusted to the earth. Someone else wants to form a beautiful
object: first he prepares the raw materials, the place in which to put
it, and then he forms it. So I have done for you: I chose you, I
prepared you, and then I entrusted to you the great gift of the
manifestations of My Will; and just as I entrusted the destiny of My
Sacramental Life to My beloved Mother, in the same way I wanted to trust you,
entrusting to you the destiny of the Kingdom of My Will.”
Then, I continued to
think about all that my beloved Good had done and suffered during the course
of His Life; and He added: “My daughter, My Life down here was
extremely short, and I spent most of it hidden. But even though it was
so very short, since My Humanity was animated by a Divine Will, how many
goods did I not do? The whole Church takes from My Life, drinking Her
fill at the fount of My Doctrine. Each Word of Mine is a fountain
placed at the mouth of each Christian; each one of My examples is more than
sun that illuminates, warms, fecundates, and makes the greatest sanctities
mature. If one wanted to compare all the Saints, all the good, all of
their pains and their heroism, placed before My very short Life, they would
always be tiny little flames before the great sun.
“And since the Divine
Will reigned in Me, all the pains, the humiliations, confusions, contrasts,
accusations that the enemies gave Me during the course of My Life and of My
Passion—everything served to their own humiliation and to their own greater
confusion. In fact, since a Divine Will was in Me, it happened with Me
as with the sun, when the clouds, extending through the lower air, seem to want
to give affront to the sun by obscuring the surface of the earth, covering
momentarily the vividness of the solar light. But the sun laughs at the
clouds, because they cannot have perennial life in the air—their life is
fleeting; a small wind is enough to make them dissolve, while the sun is
always triumphant in its fullness of light that dominates and fills the whole
earth.
“The same happened with
Me. Everything that My enemies did to Me, and even My very death, were
like many clouds that covered My Humanity. But the Sun of My Divinity
they could not touch; and as soon as the wind of the power of My Divine Will
moved, the clouds dissolved and, more than sun, I rose again, glorious and
triumphant, leaving the enemies more humiliated than before.
“My daughter, in the soul
in whom My Will reigns with all Its fullness, minutes of life are
centuries—and centuries of fullness of all goods; while wherever It does not
reign, centuries of life are only minutes of goods that they contain.
And if the soul in whom My Will reigns should suffer humiliations, contrasts
and pains, these are like clouds that the wind of the Divine Fiat unloads
over those who, to their own humiliation, have dared to touch the bearer of
My Eternal Volition.”
After this, I was
thinking about the sorrow of my Mama, when, sorrowful and pierced in Her
Heart, She departed from Jesus, leaving Him dead in the sepulcher; and I
thought to myself: “How can it be possible that She had so much
strength as to be able to leave Him? It is true that He was dead, but
it was always the body of Jesus. How could Her maternal love not
consume Her, rather than letting Her take one step alone away from that
extinguished body? Yet, She left Him. What heroism, what
strength!”
But while I was thinking
of this, my sweet Jesus moved in my interior and told me: “My daughter,
do you want to know how My Mama had the strength to leave Me? All the
secret of Her strength was in My Will reigning in Her. She lived of a Will
that was Divine—not human, and therefore She contained the immeasurable
strength. Even more, you must know that when My pierced Mama left Me in
the sepulcher, My Will kept Her immersed within two immense seas—one of
sorrow, and another, more extensive, of joys and beatitudes; and while that
of sorrow gave Her all the martyrdoms, that of joy gave Her all the
contentments.
“Her beautiful soul
followed Me into Limbo, and was present at the feast that all the Patriarchs,
the Prophets, Her father, Her mother and our dear Saint Joseph made for
Me. With My presence, Limbo became Paradise; and I could not do without
letting She who had been inseparable from Me in My pains, be present at this
first feast of the creatures. And Her joy was so great, that She had
the strength to depart from My body, withdrawing and waiting for the
fulfillment of My Resurrection as the fulfillment of Redemption. Joy sustained
Her in sorrow, and sorrow sustained Her in joy.
“To one who possesses My
Will, neither strength, nor power, nor joy can be lacking; rather, she has
everything at her disposal. Do you not experience this within yourself
when you are without Me and you feel consumed? The light of the Divine
Fiat forms Its sea, it makes you happy, and it gives you life.”
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