November 18, 1907
✞ By living her nothingness, the soul is filled with God.
Volume 8 — Entry 17
This morning my adorable Jesus came for a few instants, all indignant; and He said to me: "When Italy has drunk the most fetid filth to the bottom, to the point of being drowned, so much so, that they will say, ‘She is dead, she is dead!’ - then will she rise again." Then, becoming more calm, He added: "My daughter, when I want something from my creatures, I infuse in them the natural dispositions in such a way as to change their very nature into wanting what I want. Therefore, remain calm in the state you are in." Having said this, He disappeared, and I was left concerned about what He told me.