✞ Signs to know whether the soul is in Grace.
As I was in my usual state, my always adorable Jesus came for a little while. Since my Confessor was not well and therefore my state had been interrupted - that is, when I used to come round at the call of obedience - I said to Jesus: ‘What do You want me to do? Should I stay, or should I try to come round when I feel free?’ And Jesus: "My daughter, do you perhaps want me to operate as before, when I not only commanded you to remain still, but I also tied you in such a way that you could not come round, if not for obedience? If I did this now, my Love would be constrained and my Justice would find an obstacle in pouring Itself out completely upon creatures. And you might say to Me: ‘Just as You keep me tied as victim of suffering for love of You and for the creatures, I tie You so as to stop your Justice from pouring Itself out upon creatures.’ So, should everything be compromised - the wars and the preparations that other nations are making to go to war? I can’t, I can’t! At the most, if you want to remain tied, or if the Confessor wants to keep you so - if you do, I will have some regard for Corato, and I will save something. But in the meantime things get tighter, and my Justice does not want you in this state of appeasement at all, in order to soon send more chastisements, make other nations go to war, and to lower the pride of creatures who will find defeats where they believe to find victories. Alas, my Love cries, but my Justice demands satisfaction! My daughter, patience!"
After He said this, He disappeared. But who can say how I remained? I felt like dying, because I thought that, if I had left that state of immobility in suffering by myself, I might have been the cause of an increase in chastisements and for the entrance of other nations into the war - especially of Italy... What pain, what heartbreak! I felt all the weight of this suspension from Jesus. I thought to myself: ‘Who knows if Jesus is not permitting the Confessor to become well in order to give the final blow and make Italy enter the war?’ How many suspicions and fears! As I came out of the state of the usual morning suffering by myself, I spent a day of tears and intense bitterness.