July 2, 1911
✞ Wherever Love is, there is Life. Without Love, everything is dead.
Volume 10 — Entry 26
This morning, since my most sweet Jesus was not coming, I went through a very hard time. I did nothing but repress and force myself, and I said to myself: ‘What am I still here for? What is the value for me of this repressing myself continuously?’ While I was thinking of this, He came like a flash and said to me: “Repressing oneself is worth more than acquiring a kingdom.” And He disappeared.