Day Ten: The Queen of Heaven in the Kingdom of the Divine Will. The Dawn that rises to put to Flight the Night of the Human Will: Her Glorious Birth
The soul to the Queen of Heaven: Here I am, O holy Mama,
near your cradle, to be spectator of your prodigious birth. The heavens are
stupefied, the Sun is fixed upon You with its light, the earth exults with joy
and feels honored to be inhabited by its little newborn Queen, and the Angels
compete among themselves to be around your cradle, to honor You and to be ready
for your every wish. Everyone honors You and wants to celebrate your birth. I
too unite myself with all, and prostrate before your cradle where I see, as
though enraptured, your mother Anne and your father Joachim – I want to tell
You my first word; I want to entrust to You my first secret. I want to empty my
heart into yours, and say to You: "My Mama, You who are the dawn, herald
of the Divine Fiat upon the earth, O please, put to flight the gloomy night of
the human will within my soul and in the whole world! Ah, yes, may your birth
be our hope which, like a new dawn of grace, regenerates us in the Kingdom of
the Divine Will!"
Lesson of the Newborn Queen: Child of my Heart, my birth was
prodigious; no other birth can be said to be similar to mine. I enclosed in
Myself the heaven, the Sun of the Divine Will, and also the earth of my
humanity – a blessed and holy earth, which enclosed the most beautiful
flowerings. And even though I was just newly born, I enclosed the prodigy of
the greatest prodigies: the Divine Will reigning in Me, which enclosed within
Me a heaven more beautiful, a Sun more refulgent than those of Creation, of
which I was also Queen, as well as a sea of graces without boundaries, which
constantly murmured: "Love, love to my Creator…" My birth was the
true dawn that puts to flight the night of the human will; and as I kept
growing, I formed the daybreak and called for the brightest daylight, to make
the Sun of the Eternal Word rise over the earth.
My child, come to my cradle to listen to your little Mama.
As soon as I was born, I opened my eyes to see this low world, to go in search
of all my children so as to enclose them within my Heart, give them my maternal
love and, regenerating them to the new life of love and of grace, give them the
step which would let them enter into the Kingdom of the Divine Fiat, which I
possessed. I wanted to act as Queen and Mother, enclosing everyone in my Heart,
to bring everyone to safety, and to give them the great gift of the Divine
Kingdom. In my Heart I had a place for everyone, because for one who possesses
the Divine Will there are no constraints - only infinite expanses. I looked
also at you, my child - no one escaped Me. And since on that day everyone
celebrated my birth, it was also feast for Me. But upon opening my eyes to the
light, I had the sorrow of seeing the creatures in the thick night of the human
will.
Oh, what an abyss of darkness envelops the creature who lets
herself be dominated by her will! It is the true night, but a night with no
stars – with, at most, a few fleeting lightnings – lightnings easily followed
by thunders which, in roaring, thicken the darkness even more, and unload the
storm over the poor creature – storms of fear, of weakness, of danger, of
falling into evil. My poor Heart was pierced in seeing my children in this
horrible storm, in which the night of the human will had overwhelmed them.
Now listen to your little Mama: I am still in the cradle, I
am little - look at the tears I shed for you! Every time you do your will, it
is a night that you form for yourself; and if you knew how much this night
harms you, you would cry with Me! It makes you lose the light of the day of the
Holy Will; it turns you upside down; it paralyzes you to good; it breaks true
love in you, and you remain like a poor ill one, who lacks the necessary things
to be healed. Ah, my child, dear child, listen to Me: never do your will; give
Me your word that you will make your little Mama content.
The soul: Little holy Mama, I feel trembling in hearing of
the ugly night of my will. Therefore I am here, at your cradle, to ask of You
the grace that, by your prodigious birth, You make me be reborn in the Divine
Will. I will be always near You, Celestial little Baby; I will unite my prayers
and my tears to yours, to impetrate for myself and for all, the Kingdom of the
Divine Will upon earth.
Little Sacrifice: Today, to honor Me, you will come three
times to visit Me in my cradle, saying to Me each time: "Celestial little
Baby, make me be reborn together with You in the Life of the Divine Will."
My little Mama, make the dawn of the Divine Will rise within my soul.
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