The Book of Heaven
—Unofficial Version—

June 29, 1925

Just as the works of Our Lord had their complete fruit after His death, so it will be for the soul who lives in His Will.

I was feeling oppressed, and a thought wanted to disturb the serenity of my mind: ‘What if you were at the moment of death, and doubts and fears about the way you behaved during your life, arose within you, to the extent of making you doubt about your salvation – what would you do?’

But as I was thinking about this, my sweet Jesus gave me no time to reflect any further, or to answer my thought. Moving in my interior, He made Himself seen shaking His head, and as though saddened by my thought, He told me: "My daughter, what are you saying? To think about this is an affront to my Will. No fears, doubts or dangers enter into It. These are things which do not belong to It; rather, they are the miserable rags of the human will. My Will is like a placid sea which murmurs peace, happiness, safety, certainty; and the waves It unleashes from Its womb, are waves of joys and of contentments without end. Therefore, in seeing you think about this, I was shaken. My Will is not capable of fears, of doubts, of dangers, and the soul who lives in It becomes estranged to the miserable rags of the human will. And then, what could my Will fear? Who can ever raise doubts about Its work, if before the Sanctity of my operating Will all tremble and are forced to bend their forehead, adoring the work of my Will?

Even more, I want to tell you something which is very consoling for you, and of great glory for Me. It will happen with you, at your death in time, just as it happened with Me, at my death. During my life, I worked, I prayed, I preached, I instituted the Sacraments, I suffered unheard-of pains, and even death itself; but I can say that my Humanity saw almost nothing, compared to the great good It had done, nor did the very Sacraments have life as long as I remained on earth. As soon as I died, my death sealed all my works, my words, my pains, the Sacraments; and the fruit of my death confirmed all that I did, and placed my works, my pains, my words, the Sacraments which I instituted, as well as the continuation of their life until the consummation of the centuries, in the act of rising again to life. So, my death put all my works in motion, and it made them rise again to perennial life. All this was right, since my Humanity contained the Eternal Word and a Will which has no beginning and no end, and which is not subject to perish. Of everything It did, nothing was to perish - not even one word; rather, everything was to have continuation until the end of the centuries, in order to pass into Heaven to beatify all the Blessed, eternally.

The same will happen with you. My Will which lives in you, speaks to you, makes you work and suffer in It, will let nothing perish – not even one word of the so many truths which I have manifested to you about my Will; rather, It will put everything in motion, It will make everything rise again. Your death will be the confirmation of all that I have said to you. And since the living in my Will is such that everything the soul does, suffers, prays and says, contain the Act of the Divine Will, all this will not be subject to perish, but will remain in the world, like many Lives – and all of them in the act of giving Life to the creatures. Therefore, your death will tear the veils which cover all the truths which I spoke to you; and they will rise again like many suns, such as to cast away all the doubts and difficulties with which they seemed to be covered during your life. Therefore, as long as you live in this low world, you will see little or nothing in others, of all the great good which my Will wants to do through you. But after your death, everything will have its full effect."

After this, I spent the night without being able to close my eyes, either to sleep, or to receive the usual visits of my adorable Jesus, since when He comes, I become drowsy in Him, and for me this is more than sleep. However, I spent that time doing the hours of the Passion, and doing my usual rounds in His adorable Will. Then I saw it was daylight (but this happens to me often), and I said to myself: ‘My Love, You neither came, nor did You let me sleep. How shall I do without You?’ At that moment, my sweet Jesus moved in my interior, telling me: "My daughter, in my Will there are no nights, nor sleep; it is always full daylight and full vigil. There is no time to sleep because there is much to do, to take and to be happy in It. So, you must learn to live in the long day of my Will, so that my Will may have Its Life of continuous Act within you. However, you will find the most beautiful rest, because my Will will make you rise more and more into your God, and will allow you to comprehend Him more; and the more you comprehend God, the more your soul will be enlarged in order to receive that eternal rest, with all the happinesses and joys which the divine rest contains. Oh, what a beautiful rest this will be for you – a rest which can be found only in my Will!"

Now, while He was saying this, He came out from within my interior, and throwing His arms around my neck, He squeezed me tightly to Himself; and I stretched out my arms and squeezed Him tightly to myself.

In the meantime, my sweet Jesus called many people which clung to His feet; and Jesus said to them: "Rise up to my Heart, and I will show you the portents which my Will has done in this soul." Having said this, He disappeared.