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  • "The Light Between Jesus and the Soul"

    "The Light Between Jesus and the Soul"
    Jun 11 2026

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    June 11, 1899 – Volume 2

    Luisa writes,

    My sweet Jesus continues to make Himself seen only very few times, and almost always in silence. I felt my mind all confused and full of fear that I might lose my sole and only good, and about many other things, which it is not necessary to say here. Oh, God, what pain! While I was in this state, He made Himself seen for just a little; He seemed to carry a light, and from that light many other little globes of light were coming out. Jesus told me: “Remove every fear from your heart. See, I have brought you this globe of light to place it between you and Me, and among those who approach you. For those who approach you with an upright heart and to do good to you, these little globes of light that come out, will penetrate into their minds, will descend into their hearts, will fill them with joy and with celestial graces, and they will comprehend with clarity that which I operate in you. Those, then, who will come with other intentions, will experience the opposite, and will be dazzled and confused by these little globes of light.” So I remained more tranquil. May everything be for the glory of God.

    – Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta

    Buddy Comfort – vocals and guitar from the album, “Brother Sun, Sister Moon”, http://www.buddycomfort.com, words and music by Donovan Leitch.

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  • "Sharing the Crown of Thorns"

    "Sharing the Crown of Thorns"
    Jun 10 2026

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    June 10, 1900 – Volume 3

    Luisa writes,

    It seems to me that my adorable Jesus continues to halve Justice by pouring
    a little bit upon me, and the rest upon people. This morning especially, when
    I found myself with Jesus, my soul was tormented in seeing the torture of His
    most sweet Heart in chastising the creatures. The state of suffering Jesus was
    in, was such that He did nothing but let out continuous moans. He had a thick
    crown of thorns on His head, all sunken into His flesh, to the point that His head
    seemed a block of thorns. So, to relieve Him a little bit I said to Him: ‘Tell me,
    my Good, what is it - that You are suffering so much? Allow me to remove these
    thorns that torment You not a little!’ But Jesus did not answer me; even more,
    He did not even listen to what I was saying. So I began to remove those thorns,
    one by one, and then I placed them on my head. Now, while I was doing this, I
    saw that somewhere far away there was to be an earthquake, which would make
    a slaughter of people. Then Jesus disappeared from me and I returned inside
    myself, but with greatest affliction, thinking of the suffering state of Jesus and of
    the tragedies of miserable humanity.

    – Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta

    Buddy Comfort – vocals and guitar from the album, “Brother Sun, Sister Moon”, http://www.buddycomfort.com, words and music by Donovan Leitch.

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    11 mins
  • "United to Jesus for the Salvation of Souls"

    "United to Jesus for the Salvation of Souls"
    Jun 9 2026

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    June 9, 1899 – Volume 2

    Luisa writes,

    I spent this morning very anguished because of the many offenses which I saw Him receive from men, especially because of certain horrendous dishonesties. How much the loss of souls grieved Jesus! More so, since it was a newborn baby that they were going to kill, without administering holy baptism to him. It seems to me that this sin weighs so much on the scale of Divine Justice, that it is the one that most cries out for revenge before God. Yet, these sorrowful scenes are renewed so very often. My most sweet Jesus was so afflicted as to arouse pity. Seeing Him in such a state, I did not dare to tell Him anything, and Jesus just told me: “My daughter, unite your sufferings to Mine, your prayers to Mine, so that they may be more acceptable before the majesty of God, and may appear not as your things, but as my own works.” Then He continued to make Himself seen other times, but always in silence. May the Lord be always blessed.

    – Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta

    Buddy Comfort – vocals and guitar from the album, “Brother Sun, Sister Moon”, http://www.buddycomfort.com, words and music by Donovan Leitch.


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  • "Sweetening the Heart of Jesus"

    "Sweetening the Heart of Jesus"
    Jun 8 2026
    NEW BOOK! "LIVING IN DIVINE WILL - Returning to the Purpose of Our Creation" click hereJune 8, 1899 – Volume 2Luisa writes,My adorable Jesus still continues to make Himself seen all benignity and sweetness. This morning, while I was together with Him, He repeated again: “Tell me, what do you want?” Immediately I said: ‘Jesus, my dear, what I would really want is that the whole world would convert.’ (What a request out of proportion!) But still, my loving Jesus told me: “I would content you if all had the good will to be saved. And yet, to show you that I would gladly grant everything you have said, let us go together into the midst of the world, and all of those whom we will find with the good will to be saved, as evil as they may be, I will give to you.” So we went out in the midst of people, to see who had the good will to be saved, but to our highest displeasure, we found a number so very scarce, that it is sorrowful just to think about it. In this number, so very scarce, there was my confessor, the majority of priests and part of the faithful, but not everyone from Corato. Then He showed me the various offenses He was receiving; I prayed Him to let me share in His sufferings, and Jesus poured His bitternesses from His mouth into mine. After this, He told me: “My daughter, I feel my mouth too embittered. O please! I beg you to sweeten it.’I said to Him: “I would gladly give You anything, but I have nothing. You Yourself, tell me, what can I give You?’ And He told me: “Let me suckle milk from your breasts, for in this way you will be able to sweeten Me.” And at the very moment He was saying this, He lay down in my arms and began to suckle. While He was doing this, a fear came to me that it might not be baby Jesus, but the devil, therefore I placed my hand on His forehead and I signed Him with the cross: ‘Per signum Crucis.’ Jesus looked at me all festive, and while still suckling, He smiled, and with His lively eyes He seemed to tell me: “I am not a demon, I am not a demon.”After He seemed to be satiated, He got up on my lap, and kissed me all over. Now, since I too felt my mouth bitter from the bitternesses He had poured into me, I felt like I wanted to suckle from the breasts of Jesus, but I did not dare to. But Jesus invited me to do it, and so I plucked up courage and I began to suckle. Oh, what sweetness of paradise came from that holy breast! But who can express it? Then I found myself inside myself, all inundated with sweetnesses and contentments.Now I will explain that, when it happens that Jesus suckles from my breasts, my body does not participate in this at all; rather, it happens when I am outside of myself. It seems that this thing occurs only between the soul and Jesus, and when He wants to do this, He is always a child. It is so true that it is only the soul and not the body, that, when this happens, I am always either in the vault of the heavens, or wandering through other points of the earth. Sometimes, then, I have said that as I returned to myself, I felt a pain at that place from which baby Jesus had suckled, because in suckling, sometimes He would do it a little strongly, so much so, that it seemed that through that suckling He wanted to pull out my heart from within my breast. Therefore I felt a sensible pain, and as I returned to myself, the soul would communicate it to the body.But then, this happens also in other things, as for example when the Lord transports me outside of myself and lets me share in His crucifixion. Jesus Himself lays me on the cross, and pierces my hands and feet through with the nails. I feel such pain that I feel I am dying. Then, when I find myself inside myself, I feel it well in my body, so much so, as to be unable to move my fingers or my arm, and so forth with the other sufferings that the Lord shares with me – to say everything, I would be too long.I also remember that when Jesus would suckle from my breasts, He would place His mouth there, but it is from my heart that I would feel Him draw whatever He suckled; so much so, that while He would do this, at times I have felt my heart being torn from my breast, and sometimes, feeling a most vivid pain, I said to Him: ‘My pretty little one, indeed You are too impertinent! Do it more mildly, for it hurts very much.” And He would laugh to Himself.In the same way, when it is I that suckle from Jesus, it is from His Heart that I draw that milk, or blood; so much so that, for me, suckling from the breast of Jesus is the same as drinking from His side. I will add also another thing: since the Lord every now and then is pleased with pouring a most sweet milk from His mouth, or with letting me drink His most precious Blood from His side, then, when He wants to suckle from me, He suckles nothing else but what He Himself has given me, because I have nothing with which to sweeten Him, but much with which to embitter...
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    14 mins
  • "The Office of a Victim Soul"

    "The Office of a Victim Soul"
    Jun 7 2026

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    June 7, 1900 – Volume 3

    Luisa writes,

    As I was somehow in suffering, it seemed to me that those sufferings were a
    sweet chain that drew my good Jesus to come almost continuously, and it seemed to me that those pains called Jesus to pour more bitternesses into me. So, oncoming, now He would sustain me in His arms to give me strength, now He wouldpour again. However, every now and then I would say to Him: ‘Lord, now that I feel within me part of your pains, I beg You to content me, as I said to You
    yesterday, by giving me at least half of what serves as nourishment of man.’ And
    He: “My daughter, in order to content you, I deliver to you the keys of Justice and
    the knowledge of how absolutely necessary it is to punish man; and with this you
    will do whatever you please. Aren’t you content?”

    On hearing Him say this to me I was consoled, and I said in my interior: ‘If
    it is up to me, I will not chastise anyone at all.’ But how I lost my illusion when
    blessed Jesus gave me a key and placed me in the middle of a light, such that by
    looking from within that light I could see all the attributes of God, and also that
    of Justice. Oh, how everything is orderly in God! And if Justice punishes, this is
    order; and if It did not punish, It would not be in order with the other attributes.
    So I saw myself as a wretched worm in the middle of that light, for if I wanted to
    prevent the course of Justice, I would ruin that order and would go against men
    themselves, because I understood that Justice Itself is most pure love toward
    them. I found myself all confused and embarrassed, and so, to get rid of it, I said
    to Our Lord: ‘Through this light with which You have surrounded me I understand
    things differently, and if You leave it up to me, I would do worse than You do.
    Therefore I do not accept this knowledge and I renounce the keys of Justice.
    What I accept and want is that You make me suffer and spare the people; as for
    the rest, I don’t want to know anything about it.’

    And Jesus, smiling at my words, said to me: “How quickly you want to get
    rid of it, without wanting to know reason; and wanting to use greater violence
    on Me you come out with two words: make me suffer and spare them!” And I:
    ‘Lord, it is not that I don’t want to know reason, but it is because this is not my
    office, but Yours. My office is that of being victim; therefore, You do your office
    and I do mine; isn’t it true, my dear Jesus?’ And He, as though showing approval,
    disappeared from me.

    – Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta

    Buddy Comfort – vocals and guitar from the album, “Brother Sun, Sister Moon”, http://www.buddycomfort.com, words and music by Donovan Leitch.

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    12 mins
  • "The Love That Accepts the Cross for Others"

    "The Love That Accepts the Cross for Others"
    Jun 6 2026
    NEW BOOK! "LIVING IN DIVINE WILL - Returning to the Purpose of Our Creation" click hereJune 6, 1900 – Volume 3Luisa writes,Since my adorable Jesus continued not to let Himself be seen with clarity, this morning, after I received Communion, the confessor placed the intention of the crucifixion. While I was amid those sufferings, almost drawn by my pains, blessed Jesus showed Himself with clarity. Oh God! Who can say the pains that Jesus was suffering and the violent state He was in - that while He was forced to send chastisements, He did such violence to Himself, for He did not want to send them! It aroused such compassion to see Him in this state, that if men could see Him, even if their hearts were hard as diamonds, they would break with tenderness like fragile glass. So I began to pray Him to placate Himself and to be content with making me suffer, sparing the people. Then I added: ‘Lord, if You do not want to listen to my prayers, I know I deserve that. If You do not want to have compassion for the peoples, You are right, because great are our iniquities. But I ask You, for pity’s sake, to have compassion for Yourself – have pity on the violence You do to Yourself in punishing your images. Ah, yes! I ask You, for love of Yourself, not to send chastisements to the point of taking bread away from your children and letting them perish. Ah, no! It is not in the nature of your Heart to operate in this way; and this is the reason for the violence You feel, which would give You death if it had the power to.’And He, all afflicted, told me: “My daughter, it is Justice that makes violence on Me, and the love I have for men uses even greater violence on Me, such as to put my Heart into anguishes of death in punishing the creatures.” And I: ‘Therefore, Lord, unload Justice upon me, and your love will no longer feel violence from Justice, and will not be in this contrast of chastising the people, who, truly…- how will they go on if You act as You let me understand, withering all that serves as nourishment of man? O please! I beg You, let me suffer and spare them, if not completely, at least in part.’And Jesus, as though seeing Himself forced by my prayers, drew near my mouth and poured a little bit of bitterness from His – dense and disgusting, such that, as soon as I swallowed it, it caused me such and so many kinds of pains that I felt I was dying. Then blessed Jesus, sustaining me in those pains otherwise I would have been dead (yet, He had poured nothing but a little bit; what must it be for His adorable Heart that contained so much of it?), heaved a sigh as if He had relieved Himself of a weight, and told me: “My daughter, my Justice had decided to destroy everything, but now, unloading Itself a little bit over you, for love of you, concedes one third of what serves as nourishment of man.” And I: ‘Ah, Lord, it is too little – at least half!’ And He: “No my daughter, content yourself.” And I: ‘No Lord, if You do not want to content me for everyone, at least content me for Corato and for those who belong to me.’ And Jesus: “Today there is hail ready, which must cause great damage. You – remain with the pains of the cross; go out of yourself and in the form of the crucified go through the air and put to flight the demons from above Corato, since they will not be able to resist the crucified image, and will go somewhere else.”So I went out of myself, crucified, and I saw hail and lightnings which were about to break out over Corato. Who can say the fright of the demons; how they took to their heels at the sight of my crucified form; how they bit their fingers out of rage, and reached the point of getting angry with the confessor, who this morning had given me the obedience of suffering the crucifixion. In fact, they could not get angry with me; on the contrary, they were forced to flee from me because of the sign of redemption which they saw. Then, after putting them to flight, I went back into myself, finding myself with a good dose of sufferings. May everything be for the glory of God. – Servant of God, Luisa PiccarretaBuddy Comfort – vocals and guitar from the album, “Brother Sun, Sister Moon”, http://www.buddycomfort.com, words and music by Donovan Leitch.Support the show
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    13 mins
  • "Cleansed in the Heart of Jesus"

    "Cleansed in the Heart of Jesus"
    Jun 5 2026
    NEW BOOK! "LIVING IN DIVINE WILL - Returning to the Purpose of Our Creation" click hereJune 5, 1899 – Volume 2Luisa writes,My state of annihilation still continues. It was such that I did not dare to say a word to my beloved Jesus. But this morning, having compassion for my miserable state, Jesus Himself wanted to cheer me; and here is how: as He made Himself seen, and I felt all annihilated and ashamed before Him, Jesus drew near me, but so close, that it seemed that He was in me and I in Him; and He told me: “My beloved daughter, what is it that makes you so afflicted? Tell Me everything, for I will content You, and will remedy everything.”Since I continued to see myself the way I described the other day, in seeing myself so bad, I did not dare to tell Him anything. But Jesus repeated: “Come, come, tell Me what you want – do not hesitate.” Seeing myself almost forced, bursting into flooding tears, I said to Him: “Holy Jesus, how do You want me not to be afflicted – after so many graces, I shouldn’t be so bad any more. Sometimes, also in the good works I try to do, I mix so many defects and imperfections, that I myself feel horror. What must they be before You, who are so perfect and holy? And then, the suffering, so very scarce compared to before, your long delays in coming – everything tells me in clear notes that my sins, my awful ingratitudes, are the cause of it, and that You, indignant with Me, deny me even that daily bread which You usually concede to everyone, which is the cross. So, You will end up abandoning me completely. Can there be a greater affliction than this?’ Jesus, all compassion for me, pressed me to His Heart and told me: “Do not fear, this morning we will do things together; in this way I will make up for your things.”So, first it seemed that Jesus contained a fount of water and another of blood within His breast, and in those two fountains He plunged my soul – first in the water, and then in the blood. Who can say how purified and embellished my soul became? Then, we began to pray together, reciting three Glory Be’s, and He told me that He was doing this to make up for my prayers and adorations to the Majesty of God. Oh, how beautiful and touching it was to pray together with Jesus! After this, Jesus told me: “Don’t let yourself be afflicted by the lack of suffering. Do you want to anticipate the hour established by Me? My operating is not hurried, but everything has its time. We will fulfill everything, but at the appropriate time.”Then, afterwards, because of a fully providential circumstance, unexpectedly, since the Viaticum had come out of the church for other sick people, I too received Communion. Who can say, after all that had passed between Jesus and me, the kisses and the caresses that Jesus gave me? It is impossible to say everything. After Communion, I seemed to see the Sacred Host, and in the Host I could see, now the mouth of Jesus, now His eyes, now one hand, and then He showed all of Himself. He transported me outside of myself, and I found myself, now in the vault of the heavens, now on earth in the midst of people, but always together with Jesus. Every once in a while He would repeat: “Oh, how beautiful you are, my beloved! If you knew how much I love you… And you, how much do you love Me?”On hearing these words being spoken to me, I experienced such confusion that I felt I was dying; but in spite of this, I had the courage to say to Him: ‘Jesus, my beautiful One, yes, I love You very much. And You, if You really love me, tell me also, do You forgive me for all the evil I have done? But, concede also suffering to me.’ And Jesus: “Yes, I forgive you, and I want to content you by pouring in abundance my bitternesses into you.” And so Jesus poured His bitternesses. It seemed to me that He had a fount of bitternesses in His Heart, received through the offenses of men, and most of it He poured into me. Then Jesus told me: “Tell Me, what else do you want?”And I: ‘Holy Jesus, I commend to You my confessor – make him a saint, and grant him also health for his body. But then, is it completely your Will for this father to come?’ And Jesus: “Yes.” And I: ‘If it were your Will, You would let him be well.’ And He: “Be quiet, do not want to investigate my judgments too much.” At that very moment He showed me the improvement in the health of the body, and the sanctity of the soul of the confessor, and He added: “You want to rush things, but I do everything at the right time.”Then, I commended to Him the people that belonged to me, and I prayed for sinners, saying to Jesus: ‘Oh, how I wish that my body would split into tiny little pieces, provided that sinners would convert!’ So I kissed the forehead, the eyes, the face, the mouth of Jesus, doing various adorations and reparations for the offenses that sinners gave Him. Oh, how content Jesus ...
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    16 mins
  • "The Bitterness Shared for the Salvation of Souls"

    "The Bitterness Shared for the Salvation of Souls"
    Jun 4 2026

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    June 4, 1916 – Volume 11

    Luisa writes,

    This morning, my always adorable Jesus seemed to come. I squeezed Him to
    my heart, and Jesus gave me a kiss; but as He was kissing me, I felt a most bitter
    liquid flow from His mouth into mine. I remained amazed in seeing that, without
    begging Him, sweet Jesus was pouring His bitternesses into me, while at other
    times I had begged Him so much and He didn’t concede that to me. Then, when I
    was filled with that most bitter liquid, Jesus continued to pour it. It spilled outside;
    it went on the ground, and He still kept pouring, in such a way that a lake of that
    most bitter liquid was formed around me and blessed Jesus.

    Afterwards, as if He felt relieved a little, He told me: “Daughter, have you seen
    how many bitternesses the creatures give Me? So much that, unable to contain
    them any longer, I wanted to pour them into you. But you could not contain them
    either; so they went on the ground, and they will pour upon the people.”

    While He was saying this, He marked the various points and towns which
    had to be stricken by the invasions of strangers - some people were running
    away, some remained naked and starved, some mixed-up, some killed. Horror
    and fright were everywhere. Jesus Himself wanted to withdraw His glance from
    such tragedy. Frightened and terrorized I wanted to prevent Jesus from doing
    this, but He seemed unshakable; and told me: “My daughter, the Divine Justice
    is pouring their own bitternesses down upon them. I wanted to pour them in you
    first, in order to spare some points to make you content; then I poured the rest
    upon them. My Justice demands Its satisfaction.”

    And I: ‘My Love and my Life, I don’t know much about Justice; if I pray to
    You, it is for Mercy. I make appeal to your Love, to your wounds, to your Blood.
    After all, they are still your children, your dear images. Poor brothers of mine,
    what can they do? In what constraints will they be placed? To make me content,
    You tell me that You poured into Me, but the points that You save are too few.’ And
    He: “On the contrary, it’s too much. It is because I love you, otherwise I would
    have spared nothing. And even then, didn’t you see that you could not contain
    any more of it?”

    I burst into tears, and I said: ‘Yet, You tell me that You love me. Where is
    all this love that You have for me? True love knows how to make the beloved
    one content in everything. And then, why don’t You make me larger, so that I
    can contain more bitterness and spare my brothers?’ Jesus cried with me, and
    disappeared.

    – Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta

    Buddy Comfort – vocals and guitar from the album, “Brother Sun, Sister Moon”, http://www.buddycomfort.com, words and music by Donovan Leitch.

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