Holy, Holy, Holy ...
Let us listen to the Little Daughter of Divine Will as
she encounters the Most Holy Trinity:
As I was in my usual state, I
seemed to see the Most Holy Trinity. They were looking at One Another, and in
those gazes Their beauty was so great that They would remain ecstatic at the
mere gazing upon One Another. In this state They overflowed with love, and were
as though stirred by that love, to then become more intensely ecstatic. So, all
of Their good and delight was comprised within Themselves, and the whole of
Their eternal life, beatitude and exercise, was enclosed in this word alone:
‘Love’. And the whole beatitude of the Saints was formed by this perfect
operating of the Most Holy Trinity.
While I was seeing this, the Son assumed
the form of the Crucified, and coming out from Their midst, He came to me,
sharing with me the pains of the crucifixion. And while remaining with Me, He
brought Himself once again into Their midst, and offered His sufferings and
mine, satisfying for the love that all creatures owed Them.
Who can say Their delight, and
how satisfied They were by the offering of the Son!
It seemed that, since in
creating the creatures nothing had come out of Their interior but contained
flames of love; so much so, that in order to give vent to this love They began
to create many other images of Themselves - only when They receive what They
have given, are They then satisfied - that is, love They gave, love They want.
So, the most awful affront is to not love Them. Yet, Oh God, three times holy,
who is there that loves You?
After this, They disappeared;
but who can say what I understood? My mind got lost, and my tongue is unable to
articulate a word.
Luisa Piccarreta – Book of Heaven: January 13, 1903
