(1) After having received Jesus in the Sacrament, I was saying to Him: “I kiss You with the kiss of Your Will. You are not content if I give You only my kiss, but You want the kiss of all creatures. Therefore, I give You the kiss in Your Will, because in It I find all creatures; and upon the wings of Your Will, I take all their mouths and give You the kiss of everyone. And while I kiss You, I kiss You with the kiss of Your love, so that I may kiss You not with my love, but with Your very own love, and You may feel the contentment, the sweetness, the softness of Your own love upon the lips of all creatures. In this way, drawn by Your own love, I compel You to give Your kiss to all creatures.” But who can express all the foolish things I was saying to my lovable Jesus? Then my sweet Jesus told me:
(2) “My daughter, how sweet it is for Me to see and feel the soul in My Will! Without her perceiving it, she finds herself in the heights of My acts, of My prayers, and of the way I acted while being upon this earth; she places herself almost at My level. In My smallest acts, I enclosed all creatures—past, present, and future—to offer complete acts to the Father on behalf of all creatures. Not even a single breath of a creature escaped being enclosed in Me; otherwise, the Father could have found exceptions in recognizing creatures and all their acts, for not having been done by Me or having come forth from Me, and He could have told Me: 'You have not done everything nor for everyone; Your work is not complete. I cannot recognize everyone because You have not reincorporated everyone in Yourself, and I wish to recognize only what You have done.' Therefore, in the immensity of My Will, of My love, and of My power, I did everything and for everyone. How, then, can other things—no matter how beautiful they may be—please Me outside of My Will?
They are always low, human, and limited acts; on the other hand, acts in My Will are noble, divine, endless, and infinite, just as My Will is. They are similar to Mine, and I grant them the same value, love, and power as My own acts. I multiply them in everyone; I extend them to all generations and to all times.
What does it matter to Me if they are small? They are always My acts repeated, and that is enough. Furthermore, the soul enters into her true nothingness—not into humility, in which she always feels something of herself—and as a nothing she enters into the All and acts with Me, in Me, and like Me. She is entirely stripped of herself, paying attention neither to merit nor to self-interest, but completely focused on giving Me contentment, giving Me absolute dominion over her acts without wishing to know what I do with them.
Only one thought occupies her: living in My Will, asking Me to grant her such an honor. This is why I love her so much, and all My predilections and My love are for this soul who lives in My Will; and if I love others, it is by virtue of the love with which I love this soul, which descends from her—just as the Father loves creatures by virtue of the love with which He loves Me.”
(3) And I said: “How true it is, what You say! That in Your Will one wants nothing, nor does one want to know anything. If one wants to do something, it is only because You have done it; one feels the burning desire to repeat Your things, everything else disappears, and one wants to do nothing else!”
(4) And Jesus: “And I make her do everything, and I give her everything.”