The Book of Heaven
—Unofficial Version—

September 13, 1919

The soul must die to her own life in order to live from the Life of Jesus.

My bitternesses grow, and I do nothing but lament to my always lovable Jesus, telling Him: ‘Pity, my Love, pity! Don’t you see how I have reduced myself? I feel that I no longer have life, nor desires, affections or love; all of my interior is as though dead. Ah, Jesus, where in me is the fruit of your many teachings?’ While I was saying this, I felt my sweet Jesus near me, binding me over and over with strong chains. And He told me: "My daughter, the surest sign and the seal of my teachings within you is that you feel nothing of your own. And then, isn’t the living in my Will exactly this - to dissolve oneself in Me? How can you go searching for your desires, affections and other things, if you have dissolved them in my Will? My Will is immense, and it takes too much to find them. And in order to live in Me, it is better to live no longer from your own life; otherwise you show that you are not happy to live from my Life, and to be completely dissolved in Me."