“My daughter, my son,
the world is in a continuous act of renewing my Passion
And since my Immensity envelopes everything,
– inside and outside the creatures,
from their contact, I am forced to receive nails, thorns, scourges,
scorns, spit, and all the rest, which I suffered in the Passion
– and still more.
Now, at the contact with souls who do these Hours of my Passion, I feel
– the nails being removed, – the thorns shattered,
– the wounds soothed, – the spit taken away.
I feel I am repaid in good for the evil that others do to Me
And in feeling that their contact does no harm to Me, but good,
– I lean more and more on them.” (…)