JOURNEY INTO THE DIVINE WILL

From the Writings of Servant of God Luisa Piccarreta

Date: January 27, 1919

Description: Book of Heaven. Vol. 12, January 27, 1919. The three mortal wounds of the Heart of Jesus.

Luisa:

As I was in my usual state, my always lovable Jesus, on coming, made me see His adorable Heart, all full of wounds, from which rivers of blood gushed out. And, all sorrowful, He told me:

Jesus:

“My daughter, among the many wounds that my Heart contains, there are three wounds which give Me mortal pains and such bitterness of sorrow as to surpass all the other wounds together. These are the pains of my loving souls. When I see a soul, all mine, suffering because of Me, tortured, trampled upon, ready to suffer even the most painful death for Me, I feel her pains as if they were my own – and maybe even more. Ah! love knows how to open deeper gashes, to the extent of making one not feel the other pains. Into this first wound enters my dear Mama as the first. Oh! how Her Heart, pierced because of my pains, overflowed into Mine, and felt, vividly, all Its piercings. And in seeing Her dying, yet not dying, because of my death, I felt the torment, the harshness of Her martyrdom in my Heart, and I felt the pains of my death which the Heart of my dear Mama felt, and my Heart died together with Hers. So, all my pains, united together before the pains of my Mama, surpassed everything. It was right that my Celestial Mama have the first place in my Heart, both in sorrow and in love, because each pain suffered for love of Me opened seas of graces and of love, which poured into Her pierced Heart. Into this wound enter all the souls who suffer because of Me, and out of pure love. You yourself enter into it; and even if all offended Me and no one loved Me, I would find in you the love which can compensate Me for all. Therefore, when creatures cast Me away and force Me to run away from them, very quickly I come to take refuge in you as in my hiding place; and finding my own love, not theirs, and suffering only for Me, I say: ‘I do not regret having created Heaven and earth, and having suffered so much. A soul who loves Me and who suffers for Me is all my contentment, my happiness, my reward for everything I have done. ’ And as though putting all the rest aside, I delight and play with her. However, this wound of love in my Heart, while it is the most painful, such as to surpass everything, it contains two effects at the same time: it gives Me intense pain and highest joy; unspeakable bitterness and indescribable sweetness; painful death and glorious life. These are the excesses of my love, inconceivable to created mind. And in fact, how many contentments did my Heart not find in the sorrows of my pierced Mama? The second mortal wound of my Heart is ingratitude. With ingratitude, the creature closes my Heart; even more, she herself turns the key with double locks; and my Heart swells because It wants to pour graces and love, and It cannot, because the creature has closed It, and has put on It the seal with her ingratitude. And I become delirious, I agonize, without hope that this wound may be healed, because ingratitude keeps embittering it more and more, giving Me mortal pain. The third one is obstinacy. What mortal wound for my Heart. Obstinacy is the destruction of all the goods I have done for the creature; it is the signature of declaration that the creature places – that she no longer recognizes Me, that she no longer belongs to Me. It is the key of hell into which the creature goes to hurl herself. My Heart feels the tearing of it; It is torn to pieces, and I feel one of those pieces being taken away from Me. What mortal wound obstinacy is. My daughter, enter into my Heart and take part in these wounds of mine; compassionate my tormented Heart; let us suffer together, and let us pray. ”

Luisa:

I entered into His Heart. How painful but beautiful it was to suffer and pray with Jesus. (Book of Heaven) (Divinewillapp.com)

Scripture Meditation-⁵ But he was wounded for our transgressions,
    he was bruised for our iniquities;
upon him was the chastisement that made us whole,
    and with his stripes we are healed. (Isaiah 53:5).

Reflection- O Lord we love You, we bless You, and we adore You because You love us so much that You allowed Your Heart to be pierced and bruised for our iniquities. By Your stripes we are healed! O Lord how touching it is to hear about Your love for those who suffer for You and what courage that gives all of us who love You! O Lord may we never be ungrateful or obstinate in sin and let us in the Divine Will pray our acts and rounds that all souls would be disposed to love You!