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I was praying blessed Jesus that He would placate Himself, and He came for just a little, and I said to Him: ‘My Love, Jesus, how awful it is to live in these times. Everywhere, one can hear tears and see pains. My heart is bleeding, and if your Holy Will did not sustain me, I certainly would not be able to live any longer. But, oh, how much sweeter death would be to me!’ And my sweet Jesus told me: "My daughter, my Justice must be balanced. Everything in Me is in balance. However, the scourge of death touches souls with the mark of Grace, so much so, that almost all of them ask for the last Sacraments. Man has reached such a point that only when he sees his own skin being touched and feels he is being destroyed, he shakes himself; while the others, as long as they remain untouched, live lightheartedly and continue their life of sin. It is necessary that death harvest in order to take away many lives which do nothing other than make thorns sprout beneath their steps; and this, in all classes - lay and religious. Ah! my daughter, these are times of patience. Do not become alarmed, and pray that everything may abound to my Glory and to the good of all."
