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Day Nineteen


             The Queen of Heaven in the Kingdom of the Divine Will. The Doors

             of Heaven open, the Sun of the Eternal Word places Himself on the
             lookout. He sends His Angel to tell the Virgin that the Hour of God

                                                        has come.


            The soul to her Celestial Mama: Holy Mama, here I am again on the
            knees of my Mama. I am your child, who wants to be fed the food of

            your most sweet word, which brings me the balm to heal the wounds of

            my miserable human will. My Mama, speak to me; let your powerful
            words descend into my heart and form a new creation, in order to form

            the seed of the Divine Will in my soul.


            Lesson of the Sovereign Queen:


            Dearest child, this is precisely the purpose for which I love so much to
            let you hear the celestial secrets of the Divine Fiat, the portents It can

            operate where It reigns completely, and the great harm of one who lets

            himself be dominated by the human will: that you may love the Divine
            Will, to let It form Its throne within you, and abhor the human will, to

            make of it the footstool of the Divine Will, keeping it sacrificed at Its

            divine feet.


            Now, my child, listen to Me: I continued my life in Nazareth; the Divine
            Fiat continued to expand Its Kingdom within Me. It used my littlest acts,

            even the most indifferent ones such as keeping the little house in order,

            starting the fire, sweeping, and all the tasks that are usually done in the
            families to let Me feel Its life palpitating in the fire, in the water, in the

            food, in the air I breathed in everything. And investing them, It formed
            over my little acts seas of light, of grace, of sanctity; because wherever

            It reigns, the Divine Will has the power to form, from little trifles, new

            heavens of enchanting beauty. In fact, being immense, It does not know
            how to do small things, but with Its power It gives value to trifles, and

            makes of them the greatest things, such as to astonish Heaven and

            earth. Everything is holy, everything is sacred, for one who lives of

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