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June 15, 1902 – Volume 4

Luisa writes,

As I was in my usual state, my adorable Jesus transported me outside of myself, and told me; “My daughter, all virtues can be said to be my qualities and my attributes, but Love cannot be called an attribute of Mine, but rather, my very Nature. So, all virtues form my Throne and my qualities, but Love forms my very Self.” On hearing this, I remembered that the day before I had told a person who feared about the uncertainty of salvation, that one who truly loves Jesus Christ can be sure of being saved. To me, I believe it is impossible that Our Lord would move away from Himself a soul who loves Him with all her heart; therefore, let us think of loving Him, and we will have our salvation in hand. So I asked loving Jesus whether by saying this I had spoken incorrectly, and He added: “My beloved, you said that with reason, because love has this of its own: it forms one object out of two, one will out of two. So, the soul who loves Me forms one single thing with Me, one single will; how can she then be separated from Me? More so, since my Nature is Love, and wherever It finds a few sparks of love in the human nature, immediately It unites them to the eternal Love. Therefore, just as it is impossible to form two souls out of one soul, or two bodies out of one body, so is it impossible for one who truly loves Me to become lost.”

                                                                                       – Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta

Buddy Comfort – vocals and guitar from the album, “Brother Sun, Sister Moon”, http://www.buddycomfort.com, words and music by Donovan Leitch.

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June 14, 1899 – Volume 2

Luisa writes,

This morning, most loving Jesus would not come; in my interior I kept thinking: ‘How is it that He is not coming? What is new now? Yesterday He came so often, and today, the hour is getting late, and He has not yet showed Himself at all. What heartbreak! What patience it takes with Jesus! It seemed to me that my whole interior was taking up arms, for it wanted Jesus, and it waged such a war against me as to give me pains of death. My will, superior to everything, tried to put peace by persuading my senses, inclinations, desires, affections and all the rest, to calm down, for Jesus would come. So, after prolonged suffering, Jesus came, carrying a cup in His hand, full of coagulated blood, putrefied and stinking; and He told me: “Do you see this cup of blood? I will pour it over the world.” 

While He was saying this, Mama came, the Most Holy Virgin, and my confessor together with Her. They prayed to Jesus that He would not pour it over the world, but have me drink it. The confessor said to Him: “Lord, why keep her as victim if You do not want to pour it over her? I absolutely want You to let her suffer and to spare the people.” 

Mama was crying, and insisted with Jesus, and with the confessor, that he would not give up praying until Jesus would be content with accepting the exchange. Jesus insisted that He wanted to pour it over the whole world, and at first He almost seemed to frown. I saw myself all confused; I was unable to say anything, because the sight of that cup full of blood, so ugly, was so horrifying, as to cause my whole nature to tremble. What would it be to drink it? However, I was resigned – if the Lord would give it to me, I would accept it. Who can say, then, the chastisements contained in that blood, if the Lord would pour it over the world? It seems that from this very day He keeps the hail prepared which will cause great damage, and it seems that it must continue in the following days. 

But then, Jesus seemed a little bit more calm, so much so, that He seemed to embrace the confessor because he had prayed to Him in that way, however, without coming to any conclusion on whether He would pour it over the people or not. So it ended, leaving me an indescribable pain because of what may happen.

                                                                                       – Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta

Buddy Comfort – vocals and guitar from the album, “Brother Sun, Sister Moon”, http://www.buddycomfort.com, words and music by Donovan Leitch.

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June 13, 1901 – Volume 4

Luisa writes,

After a long silence on the part of my adorable Jesus – at the most, a few things about the scourges He wants to pour – this morning, as I was oppressed and tired because of my hard position, especially because of the continuous privations to which I am often subjected, I saw Him for short instants, and He told me: “My daughter, crosses and tribulations are the bread of eternal beatitude.” I comprehended that as we suffer more, more abundant and more enjoyable will be the bread that will nourish us in the celestial dwelling; that is, the more we suffer, the greater the deposit we receive of the future glory.

                                                                                       – Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta

Buddy Comfort – vocals and guitar from the album, “Brother Sun, Sister Moon”, http://www.buddycomfort.com, words and music by Donovan Leitch.

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June 12, 1899 – Volume 2 

Luisa writes,

This morning, having to receive Communion, I was praying good Jesus to come to prepare me Himself, before the confessor would come to celebrate Holy Mass. ‘Otherwise, how can I receive You, being so bad and not disposed?’ While I was doing this, my Jesus was pleased to come, and in the very act of seeing Him, it seemed to me that He did nothing but dart through me with His gazes, most pure, and sparkling with light. Who can say what those penetrating gazes operated in me, letting not even the shadow of a little speck escape? It is impossible to say it; rather, I would have wanted to let all this pass in silence, because the internal operations of grace can hardly be expressed as they are with one’s mouth; rather, it seems that one would counterfeit them. But lady obedience does not want it, and when it is for her, one must close one’s eyes and surrender without saying anything else, otherwise – woes everywhere! In fact, since she is a lady, by herself she makes herself be respected.

Therefore I continue. In the first gaze, I prayed Jesus to purify me, and so it seemed to me that everything that shadowed my soul was shaken off of it. In the second gaze, I prayed Him to illuminate me, because, what good comes to a precious stone from being pure, if it is not sparkling so as to capture the gaze of those who look at it? They will look at it, yes, but with an indifferent eye. Much more was I in need of that light, which would not only render my soul resplendent, but would make me understand the great action I was about to do, since I was not only to be looked at, but identified with my sweet Jesus. Therefore, it was not enough for me to be purged, but also illuminated. So, in that gaze Jesus seemed to penetrate through me, just as the light of the Sun penetrates through crystal.

After this, seeing that Jesus continued to look at me, I said to Him: ‘Most loving Jesus, since You were pleased first to purge me, and then to illuminate me, be so kind now as to sanctify me; more so, since I have to receive You, who are the Holy of Holies, and therefore it is not right that I be so different from You.’

So, always benign toward this miserable one, Jesus leaned toward me, took my soul in His arms, and seemed to retouch it all over with His own hands. Who can say what those touches of those creative hands operated in me? How my passions, at those touches, put themselves in their place! My desires, inclinations, affections, heartbeats and my other senses, sanctified by those divine touches, changed into something wholly other, and, united among themselves, no longer clashing as before, formed a sweet harmony for the hearing of my dear Jesus. It seemed to me that they were like many rays of light, which wounded His adorable Heart. Oh, how Jesus amused Himself, and what happy moments those have been for me! Ah, I experienced the peace of the saints! It was a paradise of contentments and of delights for me.

After this, Jesus seemed to clothe my soul with the garment of Faith, of Hope and of Charity, and in the very act of clothing me, Jesus whispered to me the way I was to exercise myself in these three virtues. Now, while I was doing this, unleashing another ray of light, Jesus made me understand my nothingness. Ah! I seemed to be a grain of sand in the midst of a most extensive sea, which is God; and this little grain went to dissolve itself inside that immense sea – it dissolved in God. Then He transported me outside of myself, carrying me in His arms, and kept whispering to me various acts of contrition for my sins. I only remember that I have been an abyss of iniquities. Lord, oh, how many awful ingratitudes I have had toward You!

While I was doing this, I looked at Jesus; He had the crown of thorns on His head. I stretched out my hand, and I removed it from Him, saying: ‘Give the thorns to me, O Jesus, for I am a sinner. The thorns befit me, not You, who are the Just One, the Holy One.’ So, Jesus Himself drove it onto my head.

Then, I don’t know how, I saw the confessor from afar. Immediately I prayed to Jesus that He would go to prepare the confessor to able to receive Him at Communion. And Jesus seemed to go to father. After a little while He came back and told me; “I want the way you deal with Me and with the confessor to be one; and I want the same from him. He must look at you and deal with you as if you were another Me, because, since you are victim as I was, I want no difference at all; and this, so that everything may be purged, and my love alone my shine in everything.”

I said to Him: ‘Lord, this seems impossible – that I may deal with the confessor as one does with You, especially in seeing the instability.’ And Jesus: “Yet, it is so; true virtue, true love, makes everything disappear, destroys everything, and with enchanting mastery makes God alone shine through all of its operations, and it looks at everything in God.”

After this, the confessor came to call me to obedience and then celebrate Holy Mass; and so it ended. Then I listened to Holy Mass and I received Communion.

Now, who can say the intimacy that passed between Jesus and me? It is impossible to manifest it; I have no words to make myself understood, therefore I let it pass in silence.

                                                                                     – Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta

Buddy Comfort – vocals and guitar from the album, “Brother Sun, Sister Moon”, http://www.buddycomfort.com, words and music by Donovan Leitch.

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June 11, 1899 – Volume 2

Luisa writes,

My sweet Jesus continues to make Himself seen only very few times, and almost always in silence. I felt my mind all confused and full of fear that I might lose my sole and only good, and about many other things, which it is not necessary to say here. Oh, God, what pain! While I was in this state, He made Himself seen for just a little; He seemed to carry a light, and from that light many other little globes of light were coming out. Jesus told me: “Remove every fear from your heart. See, I have brought you this globe of light to place it between you and Me, and among those who approach you. For those who approach you with an upright heart and to do good to you, these little globes of light that come out, will penetrate into their minds, will descend into their hearts, will fill them with joy and with celestial graces, and they will comprehend with clarity that which I operate in you. Those, then, who will come with other intentions, will experience the opposite, and will be dazzled and confused by these little globes of light.” So I remained more tranquil. May everything be for the glory of God.

                                                                                       – Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta

Buddy Comfort – vocals and guitar from the album, “Brother Sun, Sister Moon”, http://www.buddycomfort.com, words and music by Donovan Leitch.

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June 10, 1900 – Volume 3

Luisa writes,

It seems to me that my adorable Jesus continues to halve Justice by pouring
 a little bit upon me, and the rest upon people. This morning especially, when
 I found myself with Jesus, my soul was tormented in seeing the torture of His
 most sweet Heart in chastising the creatures. The state of suffering Jesus was
 in, was such that He did nothing but let out continuous moans. He had a thick
 crown of thorns on His head, all sunken into His flesh, to the point that His head
 seemed a block of thorns. So, to relieve Him a little bit I said to Him: ‘Tell me,
 my Good, what is it - that You are suffering so much? Allow me to remove these
 thorns that torment You not a little!’ But Jesus did not answer me; even more,
 He did not even listen to what I was saying. So I began to remove those thorns,
 one by one, and then I placed them on my head. Now, while I was doing this, I
 saw that somewhere far away there was to be an earthquake, which would make
 a slaughter of people. Then Jesus disappeared from me and I returned inside
 myself, but with greatest affliction, thinking of the suffering state of Jesus and of
 the tragedies of miserable humanity.

                                                                                     – Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta

Buddy Comfort – vocals and guitar from the album, “Brother Sun, Sister Moon”, http://www.buddycomfort.com, words and music by Donovan Leitch.

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June 9, 1899 – Volume 2

Luisa writes,

I spent this morning very anguished because of the many offenses which I saw Him receive from men, especially because of certain horrendous dishonesties. How much the loss of souls grieved Jesus! More so, since it was a newborn baby that they were going to kill, without administering holy baptism to him. It seems to me that this sin weighs so much on the scale of Divine Justice, that it is the one that most cries out for revenge before God. Yet, these sorrowful scenes are renewed so very often. My most sweet Jesus was so afflicted as to arouse pity. Seeing Him in such a state, I did not dare to tell Him anything, and Jesus just told me: “My daughter, unite your sufferings to Mine, your prayers to Mine, so that they may be more acceptable before the majesty of God, and may appear not as your things, but as my own works.” Then He continued to make Himself seen other times, but always in silence. May the Lord be always blessed.

                                                                                     – Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta

Buddy Comfort – vocals and guitar from the album, “Brother Sun, Sister Moon”, http://www.buddycomfort.com, words and music by Donovan Leitch.

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June 8, 1899 – Volume 2

Luisa writes,

My adorable Jesus still continues to make Himself seen all benignity and
 sweetness. This morning, while I was together with Him, He repeated again: “Tell
 me, what do you want?” Immediately I said: ‘Jesus, my dear, what I would really
 want is that the whole world would convert.’ (What a request out of proportion!)
 But still, my loving Jesus told me: “I would content you if all had the good will
 to be saved. And yet, to show you that I would gladly grant everything you have
 said, let us go together into the midst of the world, and all of those whom we will
 find with the good will to be saved, as evil as they may be, I will give to you.”
 So we went out in the midst of people, to see who had the good will to be
 saved, but to our highest displeasure, we found a number so very scarce, that it
 is sorrowful just to think about it. In this number, so very scarce, there was my
 confessor, the majority of priests and part of the faithful, but not everyone from
 Corato. Then He showed me the various offenses He was receiving; I prayed
 Him to let me share in His sufferings, and Jesus poured His bitternesses from
 His mouth into mine. After this, He told me: “My daughter, I feel my mouth too
 embittered. O please! I beg you to sweeten it.’

I said to Him: “I would gladly give You anything, but I have nothing. You
 Yourself, tell me, what can I give You?’ And He told me: “Let me suckle milk
 from your breasts, for in this way you will be able to sweeten Me.” And at the
 very moment He was saying this, He lay down in my arms and began to suckle.
 While He was doing this, a fear came to me that it might not be baby Jesus, but
 the devil, therefore I placed my hand on His forehead and I signed Him with the
 cross: ‘Per signum Crucis.’ Jesus looked at me all festive, and while still suckling,
 He smiled, and with His lively eyes He seemed to tell me: “I am not a demon, I
 am not a demon.”

After He seemed to be satiated, He got up on my lap, and kissed me all
 over. Now, since I too felt my mouth bitter from the bitternesses He had poured
 into me, I felt like I wanted to suckle from the breasts of Jesus, but I did not dare
 to. But Jesus invited me to do it, and so I plucked up courage and I began to
 suckle. Oh, what sweetness of paradise came from that holy breast! But who can
 express it? Then I found myself inside myself, all inundated with sweetnesses and
 contentments.

Now I will explain that, when it happens that Jesus suckles from my breasts,
 my body does not participate in this at all; rather, it happens when I am outside
 of myself. It seems that this thing occurs only between the soul and Jesus, and
 when He wants to do this, He is always a child. It is so true that it is only the
 soul and not the body, that, when this happens, I am always either in the vault of
 the heavens, or wandering through other points of the earth. Sometimes, then, I
 have said that as I returned to myself, I felt a pain at that place from which baby
 Jesus had suckled, because in suckling, sometimes He would do it a little strongly,
 so much so, that it seemed that through that suckling He wanted to pull out my
 heart from within my breast. Therefore I felt a sensible pain, and as I returned to
 myself, the soul would communicate it to the body.

But then, this happens also in other things, as for example when the Lord
 transports me outside of myself and lets me share in His crucifixion. Jesus Himself
 lays me on the cross, and pierces my hands and feet through with the nails. I
 feel such pain that I feel I am dying. Then, when I find myself inside myself, I
 feel it well in my body, so much so, as to be unable to move my fingers or my
 arm, and so forth with the other sufferings that the Lord shares with me – to say
 everything, I would be too long.

I also remember that when Jesus would suckle from my breasts, He would
 place His mouth there, but it is from my heart that I would feel Him draw whatever
 He suckled; so much so, that while He would do this, at times I have felt my heart
 being torn from my breast, and sometimes, feeling a most vivid pain, I said to
 Him: ‘My pretty little one, indeed You are too impertinent! Do it more mildly, for
 it hurts very much.” And He would laugh to Himself.

In the same way, when it is I that suckle from Jesus, it is from His Heart that
 I draw that milk, or blood; so much so that, for me, suckling from the breast of
 Jesus is the same as drinking from His side. I will add also another thing: since
 the Lord every now and then is pleased with pouring a most sweet milk from
 His mouth, or with letting me drink His most precious Blood from His side, then,
 when He wants to suckle from me, He suckles nothing else but what He Himself
 has given me, because I have nothing with which to sweeten Him, but much with
 which to embitter Him. This is so true that, sometimes, in the very act in which
 He would suckle from me, I would suckle from Jesus, and I would realize clearly
 that what He was drawing from me was nothing other than what He Himself was
 giving me. It seems I have explained myself enough, as much as I could.

                                                                                       – Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta

Buddy Comfort – vocals and guitar from the album, “Brother Sun, Sister Moon”, http://www.buddycomfort.com, words and music by Donovan Leitch.

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June 7, 1900 – Volume 3

Luisa writes,

As I was somehow in suffering, it seemed to me that those sufferings were a
 sweet chain that drew my good Jesus to come almost continuously, and it seemed to me that those pains called Jesus to pour more bitternesses into me. So, oncoming, now He would sustain me in His arms to give me strength, now He wouldpour again. However, every now and then I would say to Him: ‘Lord, now that I feel within me part of your pains, I beg You to content me, as I said to You
yesterday, by giving me at least half of what serves as nourishment of man.’ And
 He: “My daughter, in order to content you, I deliver to you the keys of Justice and
 the knowledge of how absolutely necessary it is to punish man; and with this you
 will do whatever you please. Aren’t you content?”
 

On hearing Him say this to me I was consoled, and I said in my interior: ‘If
 it is up to me, I will not chastise anyone at all.’ But how I lost my illusion when
 blessed Jesus gave me a key and placed me in the middle of a light, such that by
 looking from within that light I could see all the attributes of God, and also that
 of Justice. Oh, how everything is orderly in God! And if Justice punishes, this is
 order; and if It did not punish, It would not be in order with the other attributes.
 So I saw myself as a wretched worm in the middle of that light, for if I wanted to
 prevent the course of Justice, I would ruin that order and would go against men
 themselves, because I understood that Justice Itself is most pure love toward
 them. I found myself all confused and embarrassed, and so, to get rid of it, I said
 to Our Lord: ‘Through this light with which You have surrounded me I understand
 things differently, and if You leave it up to me, I would do worse than You do.
 Therefore I do not accept this knowledge and I renounce the keys of Justice.
 What I accept and want is that You make me suffer and spare the people; as for
 the rest, I don’t want to know anything about it.’
 

And Jesus, smiling at my words, said to me: “How quickly you want to get
 rid of it, without wanting to know reason; and wanting to use greater violence
 on Me you come out with two words: make me suffer and spare them!” And I:
 ‘Lord, it is not that I don’t want to know reason, but it is because this is not my
 office, but Yours. My office is that of being victim; therefore, You do your office
 and I do mine; isn’t it true, my dear Jesus?’ And He, as though showing approval,
 disappeared from me.

                                                                                     – Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta

Buddy Comfort – vocals and guitar from the album, “Brother Sun, Sister Moon”, http://www.buddycomfort.com, words and music by Donovan Leitch.

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June 6, 1900 – Volume 3

Luisa writes,

Since my adorable Jesus continued not to let Himself be seen with clarity,
 this morning, after I received Communion, the confessor placed the intention of
 the crucifixion. While I was amid those sufferings, almost drawn by my pains,
 blessed Jesus showed Himself with clarity. Oh God! Who can say the pains that
 Jesus was suffering and the violent state He was in - that while He was forced
 to send chastisements, He did such violence to Himself, for He did not want to
 send them! It aroused such compassion to see Him in this state, that if men
 could see Him, even if their hearts were hard as diamonds, they would break with
 tenderness like fragile glass. So I began to pray Him to placate Himself and to be
 content with making me suffer, sparing the people. Then I added: ‘Lord, if You
 do not want to listen to my prayers, I know I deserve that. If You do not want to
 have compassion for the peoples, You are right, because great are our iniquities.
 But I ask You, for pity’s sake, to have compassion for Yourself – have pity on the
 violence You do to Yourself in punishing your images. Ah, yes! I ask You, for love
 of Yourself, not to send chastisements to the point of taking bread away from your
 children and letting them perish. Ah, no! It is not in the nature of your Heart to
 operate in this way; and this is the reason for the violence You feel, which would
 give You death if it had the power to.’

And He, all afflicted, told me: “My daughter, it is Justice that makes violence
 on Me, and the love I have for men uses even greater violence on Me, such
 as to put my Heart into anguishes of death in punishing the creatures.” And
 I: ‘Therefore, Lord, unload Justice upon me, and your love will no longer feel
 violence from Justice, and will not be in this contrast of chastising the people,
 who, truly…- how will they go on if You act as You let me understand, withering all
 that serves as nourishment of man? O please! I beg You, let me suffer and spare
 them, if not completely, at least in part.’

And Jesus, as though seeing Himself forced by my prayers, drew near my
 mouth and poured a little bit of bitterness from His – dense and disgusting, such
 that, as soon as I swallowed it, it caused me such and so many kinds of pains that
 I felt I was dying. Then blessed Jesus, sustaining me in those pains otherwise I
 would have been dead (yet, He had poured nothing but a little bit; what must it be
 for His adorable Heart that contained so much of it?), heaved a sigh as if He had
 relieved Himself of a weight, and told me: “My daughter, my Justice had decided
 to destroy everything, but now, unloading Itself a little bit over you, for love of
 you, concedes one third of what serves as nourishment of man.” And I: ‘Ah, Lord,
 it is too little – at least half!’ And He: “No my daughter, content yourself.” And I:
 ‘No Lord, if You do not want to content me for everyone, at least content me for
 Corato and for those who belong to me.’ And Jesus: “Today there is hail ready,
 which must cause great damage. You – remain with the pains of the cross; go
 out of yourself and in the form of the crucified go through the air and put to flight
 the demons from above Corato, since they will not be able to resist the crucified
 image, and will go somewhere else.”

So I went out of myself, crucified, and I saw hail and lightnings which were
 about to break out over Corato. Who can say the fright of the demons; how they
 took to their heels at the sight of my crucified form; how they bit their fingers
 out of rage, and reached the point of getting angry with the confessor, who this
 morning had given me the obedience of suffering the crucifixion. In fact, they
 could not get angry with me; on the contrary, they were forced to flee from me
 because of the sign of redemption which they saw. Then, after putting them to
 flight, I went back into myself, finding myself with a good dose of sufferings. May
 everything be for the glory of God.

                                                                                      – Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta

Buddy Comfort – vocals and guitar from the album, “Brother Sun, Sister Moon”, http://www.buddycomfort.com, words and music by Donovan Leitch.

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