“My son, my daughter,
As soon as I died, my Death put a seal upon all my Works,
my Words, my Pains, the Sacraments.
The Fruit of my Death confirmed everything I did. (…)
My Death put all my Works in motion,
and made Them rise again to perennial Life.
In fact, since my Humanity contained the Eternal Word
and a Will which has no beginning and no end,
and which is not subject to dying,
nothing was to perish of all that It did
– not even a single Word.
But everything was to have continuation
– until the end of the centuries,
in order to pass into Heaven to beatify all the Blessed eternally.” (…)