Dear daughter, dear son,
The Virgin Mary was conceived in the endless abysses
of my Merits, of my Divine Blood, and in the immense sea of my Pains.
By Virtue of them, She remained Immaculate, beautiful and pure.
First She was conceived in Me, and then I was conceived in Her.
She was a prodigy of grace, a portent of Our Divinity.
She grew up as Our Daughter.
She was Our decorum, Our joy, Our honor and Our glory.”
“Father, if it be possible, let this chalice pass from Me”
O Jesus, all the rebellions of creatures advance toward You.
You see that “Fiat Voluntas Tua”, that “Your Will be done”,
-which was to be the life of each creature, being rejected
by almost all of them, and instead of finding life, they find death.
And wanting to give life to all, and make a solemn reparation
to the Father for the rebellions of creatures,
as many as three times, You repeat:
“Father, if it be possible, let this chalice pass from Me:
that souls, withdrawing from Our Will, become lost.
This chalice is very bitter for Me.
However, not my will, but Yours be done.”