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Welcome. This is David Russell and Your Faith Anew. Daily Reflections guiding you to live in the divine will. Today's reflection is from the Book of Heaven by the servant of God Louisa Picaretta, April sixth, nineteen twenty two, volume fourteen. Let us begin in the will and name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen. Lord Jesus, as the world forgets heaven and clings to passing things, draw us into your divine will. Give us hearts that beat for all souls, offering love in reparation and returning all creation back to you. May our acts become divine in your will, and bring balm where there is suffering. Amen. The prophet Isaiah writes in the book of Isaiah, chapter fifty five, verses eight and nine. For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, says the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts. The catechism of the Catholic Church teaches in paragraph three hundred one with creation, God does not abandon his creatures to themselves. He not only gives them being and existence, but also and at every moment, upholds and sustains them in being, enables them to act and brings them to their final end. In the Divine Will, the soul enters into this sustaining action of God, offering creation back to him in love. Louisa writes As I was in my usual state, my sweet Jesus carried me outside of myself, and showed me masses of peoples crying, homeless, prey to the greatest desolation, towns collapsed, streets deserted and uninhabitable. One could see nothing but heaps of stones and rubble. Only one point remained untouched by the scourge. My God, what pain to see these things and live. I looked at my sweet Jesus, but he did not deign to look at me. Rather, he cried bitterly, and with a voice, broken by the tears, told me My daughter, man has forgotten heaven for the earth. It is justice that what is earth be taken away from him, and that he go wandering, unable to find shelter, so that he may remember that heaven exists. Man has forgotten the soul for the body. So everything is for the body pleasures, comforts, sumptuousness, luxury, and the like. The soul is starving, deprived of everything, and in many it is dead, as if they did not have it. Now it is justice that their bodies be deprived, so that they may remember that they have a soul. But oh how hard man is. His hardness forces me to strike him more. Who knows whether he would soften under the blows? I felt my heart being tortured, and he You suffer very much in seeing the world, as if it wanted to tumble about, water and fire spilling out of their boundaries, hurling themselves at man. Therefore, let us withdraw together into your bed, and let us pray together for the destiny of man. In my will I will feel your heart beating over the entire face of the earth, giving me a heartbeat for all, which will speak love. And as I strike the creatures, your heartbeat will place itself in the way, so that the blows may be less hard, and upon touching them, may bring them the balm of my love and of yours. I remained very afflicted, more so since as we withdrew, my sweet Jesus hid in my interior, but so deeply that he almost would not let himself be felt anymore. What pain what torment? The thought of the scourges terrorized me. His privations gave me mortal pains. Now in this state I tried to fuse myself in the holy will of God, and I said, My love, in your will what is yours is mine. All created things are mine. The sun is mine, and I give it to you in return, so that all the light and heat of the sun, each drop of its light and heat may tell you that I love you, I adore you, I bless you, I pray to you for all. The stars are mine, and in every flickering of the stars I seal my I love you, infinite and immense for all. The plants, the flowers, the water, the fire, the air are mine, and I give them to you in return, that all of them may say to you in the name of all, I love you with that same eternal love with which you created us. But if I wanted to say everything, it would take too long. Then Jesus, moving in my interior, told me, My daughter, how beautiful are the prayers and the acts done in my will. How the creature is transformed in God, the Creator Himself, and gives him the return for what he has given to her. I created everything for man, and I gave everything to him as gift. In my will the creature rises up to her God and creator, and finds him in the act in which he created all things to give them to her as gift, and trembling before the multiplicity of so many gifts, not having within herself the creative power to create as many things for as many as she has received, she offers her own things to requite him in love. I gave you sun, stars, flowers, water, fire, air to give you love, and you, grateful, accepted them, and putting my love in circulation, you gave me the return for them. So I gave you sun, and sun you gave to me. I gave you stars, flowers, water, and you gave them back to me. The notes of my love resounded again over all created things, and with one voice they gave me the love which I made flow over the whole creation. In my will, the soul places herself at the level of her creator, and in his own will, she receives and she gives. Oh what a contest between creature and creator. If all could see it, they would remain stupefied at seeing that in my will the soul becomes a little god, but everything by virtue of the power of my will. This passage reveals both the sorrow of divine justice and the immense invitation of divine love. Humanity forgets heaven, clings to the body, and neglects the soul. Yet, even in justice, Jesus calls the soul into his will to participate in mercy. In the divine will, the soul becomes a universal heartbeat. Your love is no longer limited, it expands over the entire face of the earth, softening justice and bringing divine love. Returning all creation to God is the key. Everything God has given is received and returned in love. This is the circulation of divine love. God gives and the soul returns it in His will. In this way, the soul participates in God's own operation. This is the restoration of creation's original order. Let us pray. O divine will, take my heart and let it beat in you for all souls. Where there is suffering, let my love console. Where there is justice, let my acts soften the blows. Where there is forgetfulness of heaven, let my life proclaim eternity. Jesus, I return to you all that you have given the sun, the stars, the air, the fire, and all creation. Let every act I do echo your eternal love. Mother Mary, guide me to live fully in the divine will, so that my life may become a continuous return of love to God and a gift for all souls. Amen. Thank you for joining your faith anew today. Until tomorrow, stay in his will, and your faith will be made anew.