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From the Writings of Servant of God Luisa Piccarreta

July 1, 2023- Volume 15

I was fusing myself in the Holy Divine Will in order to go around through each creature’s intelligence,
and give to my Jesus the return of love of each thought of creature. But while I was doing this, a thought said to
me: ‘What is the good of praying in this way? On the contrary, it seems to me that this is nonsense, rather than
prayer.’ And my always lovable Jesus, moving in my interior, told me: “My daughter, do you want to know
what the good and the effect of it is? When the creature comes to cast the little pebble of her will into the
immense sea of my Divinity, as she casts it, if her will wants to love, the infinite sea of the waters of my love
ripple, are agitated, and I feel the waves of my love giving off their celestial fragrance, and I feel the pleasure,
the joys of my love being agitated by the little pebble of the will of the creature. If she adores my sanctity, the
little pebble of the human will agitates the sea of my sanctity, and I feel cheered by the most pure auras of my
sanctity. In sum, whatever the human will wants to do in Mine, it flings itself like a little pebble into each sea
of my attributes, and as it agitates them and ripples them, I feel I am given my own things, and the honors, the
glory, the love which the creature can give Me in a divine manner.
It happens as to a person who is very rich and has all goods in his house – most fresh founts, fragrant
founts, warm founts. Someone else enters into this house, but has nothing to give to that person, because he
possesses everything. However, he wants to please him, he wants to love him; and what does he do? He takes
a little pebble and casts it into the fresh fount; the waters, being agitated, give off a most delicate freshness, and
the lord of that house enjoys the pleasure of the freshness of his own fount; he delights in the very goods he
possesses – but why? Because the other one took the care of agitating that fount, since, when things are stirred,

they give off the fragrance, the freshness or the heat they contain more intensely. This is what it means to enter
into my Will: to stir – to move my Being and to say to Me: ‘Do You see how good, lovable, loving, holy,
immense, powerful You are? You are Everything, and I want to move the whole of You in order to love You
and to give You pleasure’. And do you think this is trivial?”

Scripture Meditation- ⁵ One man was there, who had been ill for thirty-eight years. ⁶ When Jesus saw him and knew that he had been lying there a long time, he said to him, “Do you want to be healed?” ⁷ The sick man answered him, “Sir, I have no man to put me into the pool when the water is troubled, and while I am going another steps down before me.” (John 5:5-6)

Reflection: O Lord we bless You, we adore You, and we worship You because we see that it takes stirring up the waters to make things happen. Luisa does not see the good of praying rounds and giving You back Your own Creation. The sick man at the Pool of Siloam sees the water is agitated but despairs of even entering the water because he has been down and out for so long! And aren’t both of them us- we despair we are praying right, that You actually hear, that You actually care and face it sometimes we just don’t want to be well. And yet You tell us it is the little pebble of our wills, thrown into Your Infinite Fount of Water, that agitates all of Heaven letting You know we love You, we glorify You, and we praise You for all! And it is that ripple from our little pebbles thrown into the water- the ripple effect if You will which stirs all of Heaven! There is a song by the Grateful Dead from back in the day which came up on Sirius XM on the Bridge last week called Ripple- always loved it and found a Christian meaning in it even if I have no idea if that was intended. The lyrics say

Ripple in still water
When there is no pebble tossed
Nor wind to blow

Reach out your hand, if your cup be empty
If your cup is full, may it be again
Let it be known, there is a fountain
That was not made by the hands of men

It goes on to talk about there is a path we must all walk alone, I would always tear up when that song was played on the radio and think of my kids growing up. In any event we can all be the ripple in the still water of Your Love and Your Will, agitating that water for Your Celestial Dew to fall on all that they would know Your Love! Fiat!