Jesus:
Be not afraid of your
Savior, O’sinful soul. I make the first move to come to you,
for I know that by yourself you are unable to lift yourself to Me.
Child, do not run away from your Father; be willing to talk openly
with your God of mercy who wants to speak words of pardon and lavish
His graces on you. How dear your soul is to Me! I have inscribed
your name upon My hand; you are engraved as a deep wound in My Heart.
Soul: Lord, I hear your
voice calling me to turn back from the path of sin, but I have neither
the strength or the courage to do so.
Jesus:
I am your strength,
I will help you in the struggle.
Soul: Lord, I recognize
your Holiness, and I fear you.
Jesus:
My child, do you fear the God of mercy? My Holiness does
not prevent Me from being merciful. Behold, for you I have established
a throne of mercy on earth - the tabernacle - and from this throne
I desire to enter into your heart. I am not surrounded by a retinue
or guards. You can come to Me at any moment, at any time; I want
to speak to you and desire to grant you grace.
Soul: Lord, I doubt that
you will pardon my numerous sins: my misery fills me with fright.
Jesus:
My mercy is greater
than your sins and those of the entire world. Who can measure the
extent of My goodness? For you I descended from Heaven to earth;
for you I allowed Myself to be nailed to the Cross; for you I let
My Sacred Heart be pierced with a Lance, thus opening wide the source
of mercy for you. Come then with trust to draw graces from this
fountain. I never reject a contrite heart. Your misery has disappeared
in the depths of My mercy. Do not argue with Me about your wretchedness.
You will give Me pleasure if you hand over to Me all your troubles
and griefs. I shall heap upon you the treasures of My grace.
Soul: You have conquered,
O Lord, my stony heart with Your goodness. In trust and humility
I approach the tribunal of Your mercy, where You Yourself absolve
me by the hand of Your representative. Oh Lord, I feel Your grace
and Your peace filling my poor soul. I feel over-whelmed by Your
mercy, O Lord, You forgive Me, which is more than I dared to hope
for or could imagine. Your Goodness surpasses all my desires. And
now, filled with gratitude for so many graces, I invite You to my
heart. I wandered like a prodigal child gone astray; but You did
not cease to be My Father. Increase Your mercy toward me, for you
see how weak I am.
Jesus:
Child, speak no more
of your misery; it is already forgotten. Listen, My child, to what
I desire to tell you. Come close to My wounds and draw from the
Fountain of Life whatever your heart desires. Drink copiously from
the Fountain of Life and you will not weary on your journey. Look
at the splendors of My mercy and do not fear the enemies of your
salvation. Glorify My mercy.
