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from Volume 1:

..."See, so that I may pour my graces in your heart, I really want you to understand that you can do nothing by yourself. I am very much wary of those souls who attribute what they do to themselves, wanting to make of my graces as many thefts. On the other hand, with those who know themselves, I am generous in pouring my graces in torrents. Knowing very well that they can attribute nothing to themselves, they are grateful to Me; they hold it in that esteem which befits it, and they live with the continuous fear that, if they do not correspond to Me, I may take away from them that which I gave, knowing that it does not belong to them.

It is all the opposite in the hearts which reek of pride. I cannot even enter into their hearts because they are so swollen with themselves that there is no space in which to put Myself. These miserable ones take my graces into no account, and they go from fall to fall, up to their ruin. Therefore, on this day I want you to make continuous acts of humility; I want you to be like a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes, who can move neither a foot to take a step, nor a hand to work, but expects everything from his mother. In the same way, you will stay close to Me like a baby, always praying Me to assist you, to help you; always confessing your nothingness – in sum, expecting everything from Me."

 

Volume 36: October 12, 1938

I am between the arms of the Divine Volition, although under the nightmare of most hard sufferings as to move to pity all heaven and to make it race to my help in order to give me strength in a state so sorrowful. “My Jesus help me do not abandon me, I feel myself succumb, how hard is my state.”

But while I said this, my sweet Jesus, more than a most tender mother, had me (in his) arms pressing me to himself, and uniting his tears to mine, all goodness he said to me:
“My poor daughter, your pains are mine, and I suffer together with you; therefore courage, abandon yourself in me and you will find strength to your pains; one who abandons himself in me grows as a child that becomes brought up by his mama, who, swaddles/wraps him in order to make him reconfirmed in his members, feeds him with her milk, holds him between her arms, kisses him, caresses him, and if he cries mixes her tears with those of her baby’s; so that the mama is the life of her child; oh, if the little baby might not have his mama, how badly he would grow, without one who feeds him with her milk, without swaddling, without one who warms him, he would grow sickly, weak, and only a miracle could make (him) live!

Such is the soul that lives abandoned in my arms, she holds her Jesus who does for her more than [a] mother, I feed her with the milk of my graces, I bandage her with the light of my Will, so that she becomes hardened and confirmed in good, I hold her pressed to my breast, so that she might not feel other than my love and the ardent throbs of my Heart, I cradle her between my arms, if she cries, I cry together; in a way that she feels my life more than hers, she grows together with me and I make of her that which I want.

Instead one who doesn’t live abandoned in me, lives by herself, isolated, without milk, without one who takes care of her existence; one who lives abandoned in me finds her refuge in her pains, the hideaway where to hide herself in order to make that no one might touch her, and if they would like to touch her I will know how to defend her, because one who touches one who loves me, it is more than if they might touch myself, and I hide her in me and I confuse those people who want to strike one who loves me. And I love so much one who lives abandoned in me, that I make of her the greatest portent as to make astounded all heaven and thus to make remain confused those people that believed to strike her in order to make her remain covered with confusion and humiliation.

To the so many pains that we suffer, we don’t add on this pain, that would be the most sorrowful of you not living abandoned in me and I in you, my daughter. Leave them to say and do, provided that they don’t touch our union, nor can anyone enter into our secrets, in the abysses of my love, nor impede me [from] that which I want to do with my creatures. We live with only one Volition and all things will be at [their] place between you and me.”