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Continuing in my usual state and recollecting myself in prayer, I saw an abyss within me, of which I could not see the bottom; and in the middle of this abyss of depth and width, I saw my sweet Jesus, afflicted and taciturn. I could not comprehend how I could see Him inside me, while feeling very far from Him, as if He were not there for Me. My heart remained tortured, and I felt the torment of a cruel death - and this, not once, but as many times as I find myself in this abyss, as though separated from my All, from my Life.
Now, while my heart was dripping Blood, my always lovable Jesus, coming out of this abyss, surrounded my neck with His arms, and placing Himself behind my shoulders, told me: "My beloved daughter, you are my true portrait. Oh, how many times my moaning Humanity found Itself in these tortures! It was identified with the Divinity - even more, they were one single thing; but while we were one, I felt the torture of the separation and of the abyss of the Divinity, because, while It wrapped Me inside and out, and I was identified with It, I felt far away from It. My poor Humanity had to pay the penalty and the separation which the abusing humanity had caused with sin; and in order to join it to the Divinity, I had to suffer the whole pain of their separation, but each instant of separation was a ruthless death for Me.
This is the cause of your pains and of the abyss that you see: it is likeness to Me. Also, in these times of war, humanity runs away from Me as though in hasty flight, so you have to feel the pain of its separation to be able to join it to Me. It is true that your state is too painful, but it is always a pain of your Jesus. And I, in order to give you strength, will hold you tightly from behind your shoulders, so that, while keeping you more safely, I give greater intensity to your pain. In fact, if I kept you in front of Me, by just seeing my arms close to you, your pain would be halved, and your likeness to Me would be achieved later."
