March 11, 2018
For so many years I have hesitated to write this because of
my doubts, but today I understood what it may have meant and so I write:
Just after coming into the Catholic Church many times Jesus
called me, “My dove”. At that time I wondered what it could mean
and remember that all I could think of was soap (Dove soap – now I think how
silly this was!) I had never heard this
expression before. Then today I read
from an article about Sr. Mildred Neuzil (from the Contemplative Sisters of the
Indwelling Trinity):
Catholic Scriptural
teaching has always seen the dove as the emblem of the Holy Spirit, understood
as Love personified in the inner life of the Trinity itself, and in its
smallness of form, as Humility when it comes to the way in which the Spirit
works in us and in the world for our sanctification. His way is hidden, interior, gentle, quiet,
meant not to be seen but to be experienced deep within the soul, like a gentle
breeze, not in the roar of thunder.” The
dove is a symbol of peace and new life after purification.
Added from Luisa’s
writings – Mar. 17, 2018:
Book of Heaven, Nov. 22, 1901 - “My daughter, when the soul does the will of someone else in
everything, it is said that she has trust in that person, therefore she lives
from someone else’s volition, and not from her own. In the same way, when the
soul does my Will in everything, I say that she has faith. So, Divine Will and
faith are branches produced by the same trunk; and since faith is simple, faith
and Divine Will produce a third branch, that of simplicity. And here is how the soul comes to reacquire the characteristics of a
dove in everything. Don’t you want, then, to be my dove?”
Book of Heaven, June 20, 1926 “…you are the tiny little dove
that has gone around and around Me,
and while I spoke to you about my Will, manifesting to you the knowledges about
It, Its goods, Its prodigies and even Its sorrow, you beat your wings, and
hurling yourself over the many seeds I placed before you, you grabbed them with
your beak and, triumphant, you continued your flight around Me, waiting for
more seeds of my Will which I would place before you. And, again, grabbing them
with your beak, you nourished yourself and, victorious, continued your flight,
manifesting the Kingdom of my Will. So, my prerogatives are yours, my Kingdom
and yours are one; we have suffered together – it is right that together we
enjoy our conquests.”
Update: Dec. 22, 2018
This morning during Adoration in the Chapel at SJN, I was
thinking about this writing (above) that I came across yesterday in my notes
and had forgotten about it. While
meditating on the “dove”, a thought came to my mind about the Ark, Noah and the
dove and how this relates to us today.
Noah sent the dove out of the ark to circle the earth – our Ark today is
Our Blessed Mother – we do all our acts through Her Immaculate Heart and
together with the Holy Spirit go out of the Ark bringing our Acts, united with
Jesus’ Acts, to all the earth. As the
dove returned to the ark with the olive branch, so we return to Him giving Him
our acts of love and reparation and representing the dove returning with an
olive branch, He brings us His peace. I
understood so much more, but unable to put into words.
As I was thinking to myself that I would never show this to
anyone else, I proceeded to read from Vol. 12 and read:
“ When you pass over my intimacies with you – over the display of my
Love, I fell as though betrayed, because in that display of love, in those intimacies
with you , I tried to attract not only you to know Me and love Me more, but
also those who would read my intimacies of love, in order to receive more love
also from them. …Yes, this is the weakness of all the good, who out of
humility, out of fear, deny love to Me and in hiding themselves, they want to
hide Me. Instead, they should manifest
my Love, to make Me loved. So, I remain
always the Jesus betrayed in love - even by the good.”
And so, I will come
out from hiding and offer this and whatever else Our Lord wishes me to
share. Fiat!
Song of Songs 2:14
"O my dove in the clefts of the rock,
in
the secret recesses of the cliff,
Let
me see you,
let
me hear your voice,
For
your voice is sweet,
and
you are lovely."
Lynne Bauer, Dec. 22,
2018
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