The Book of Heaven
—Unofficial Version—

February 3, 1923

The two dying ones.

I felt life missing in me because of the privation of my sweet Jesus; and if He moves in my interior, He makes Himself seen inside that horrifying sea of the sins of creatures.  Then, unable to endure any more, I was lamenting strongly, and He, as though stirred by my moans, came out of that sea, and clasping me, told me:  “My daughter, what’s wrong?  I heard your laments, the rattle of your agony, and I put everything aside to come to help you and sustain you.  My daughter, patience; we are two poor dying ones, you and I, for the good of humanity; but while we are dying, love sustains us so as not to let us die, to give help to poor humanity which lies as though dying in the sea of its many sins.”

And as He was saying this, it seemed that the waves of that sea would submerge the two of us.  Who can say what we were suffering?  And since in those waves we could see preparations for wars, I said to Him:  ‘My Life, who knows how long this second turmoil will last?  If the first one lasted for so long, what is going to happen with the second, which seems larger?’  And Jesus, all afflicted, said to me:  “Indeed it will be larger, but it will not last for too long, because I will put my hand into it, and the scourges from Heaven will muffle those of the earth.  Therefore, let us pray; and you - never go out of my Will.”