This is why such a soul experiences excessive sadness and despair soon as signs of its own lack of integrity show up, with the consequence that it immediately feels unacceptable to God.  That’s why a sick soul is always hiding the truth from itself, the mechanism for which is endless self-justification. And why the correction of such a soul is always taken as rejection.
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On Helping Souls That Are Being Tried
Do not lose your serenity on account of those who are being tried.  Pray for them; offer the sufferings of My Passion and some acts of self-denial, some self-imposed sufferings for them.”
Jesus to Sister Mary of the Holy Trinity
 
When souls are being tried, what they need from you is deeper love of Me—so that, through you, I may give them the grace they need.  So you see, you need your serenity even more at such times.  Do not try to buy peace for souls by losing your own!  Offer up your act of self-denial at such times, so that the soul who is suffering may get the grace to accept in joy what she cannot change—through your free offering of love.  You will see more and more how you are all instruments in the communication of My Love, for one another as for yourselves.  The more you will understand that, the more you will love one another.
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On Feeling Unloved
Only the realization that I love you now, I, Jesus, who know all your misery, all your sins, the failure of your whole life, only the knowledge that I Who know how underserving you are of anyone‘s love, yet love you nevertheless with the Love of God Himself, can take away the pain and anxiety of feeling unloved by so many persons, and not undeservedly.
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 The Age of St. Bernard’s is not like Ours.
St. Bernard, commenting on the Canticle (Song of Songs)

"Or perhaps, drawn away and seduced by his own concupiscence, he is still being dangerously tempted. Such a soul as this does not need a Bridegroom but a Physician, and for this reason receives, not kisses or caresses, surely, but only remedies for wounds in oil and ointments."

Yes, Bernard, in your time this was true — for the time had not yet come to force men willy-nilly from the highways and byways to the wedding feast. Men were still strong and able to overcome concupiscence with a help of the Physician less than the Kiss of His Mouth, less than the embrace of His intimacy. But now we are as children, impatient as we are weak, and needing, therefore, to be fondled and kissed by the Mother and her spouse, by Mary and Jesus.  0 Bernard, those of your age, who could help yourselves, needed the Physician only to supply the ointments of which you speak. But we need the Kiss of this Bridegroom who condescends to the weakness of little ones, like this little one who is too weak to help himself and therefore cries out:
"Let him kiss me with the kiss of his mouth, for thy breasts are better than wine.  For my justification now is not that I am healed by the ointments of the Physician, but that I am in the arms of His Mother, that it is her purity that makes me worthy of His embrace, not my virtue."
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If Something Is Painful
It seems I always assume that if something is painful, it is evil and to be avoided. Then, when I am suffering, I begin to think, and I do not rest until I have discovered some truth which I hope will remove the pain. But I do not think I do this only because I want to avoid suffering: it is rather that I look upon suffering as a sign that I am wrong somehow, that God is displeased with me, and therefore something in me must be changed.
    

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The Meaning of Christ's Appeal

My “appeal” is intended to bring about a great stirring that will free the many souls still held bound to the earth –– to what is purely human –– by weights that press down on their egoistic me, and to draw them into the great currents of Redemption. For my need of you, O consecrated souls, is more urgent now than ever, if only you would understand and answer it.
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My “appeal” is a searing superabundance which burns to overflow in consecrated souls in graces of co-redemptive partnership. For, alas, satanic hatred abounds and superabounds at this moment in the world, robbing Me of souls that it plunges into icy death.  And my vast and merciful tenderness as Savior-Host cannot but come to beg for consolation, compensation, partnership with my faithful, consecrated ones in order to arouse their love to overflow and superabound in “co-redeeming spirit”!
For, alas, in too many hearts this love is still asleep, mixed as it is with “egoistic apathy”!
The purpose of my “appeal,” through the superabundance of graces that it contains, is to draw these hearts out of their slumber, to seize their benumbed and lukewarm souls, to awaken love in them and have them burn because of it!
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The great drama of my redemptive Passion is perpetually being renewed in the world, and with what intensity at this particular moment! . . .  Learn to recognize in this the sublime workings of infinite love, abyss of marvelous mysteries, of justice and pity, of mercy and holiness.
In this working, in this drama where all of you are like reclaimed sinners, never be unmindful of it so that your contrition and humble, faith-filled gratitude may always be aroused.  But listen to my supplication as well! 
Enter into it, all of you, as co-redemptive spouses and with your generosity give yourself, lose yourself so that you may be seized by love as “victims”!  This is the great wish of my “appeal.”
Hear the Heart of your Savior searching for, appealing for reinforcements for the camp of love, multiplying his calls for help from his faithful spouses, from his friends, his priests, asking them for help in the great work of redemptive conquest. Oh, yes, for help, for love’s help, souls so very much loved by my Heart!  For by my Father’s wise plan of mercy, I am not able — I, all powerful Lord — I am not able to save the world alone by Myself.  I need partners, collaborators. “I need help!”
Meditate deeply in the depths of your hearts on this need for love, this need for love! . . . And search with fervent industry for all the little helps you can give Me, multiply for Me, without excepting here your very breath.
Help Me to pour Myself out in you and through you.
The hour is grave at this moment.  I say it again to you.  And on whom should I count if not my consecrated ones, on the faithful generosity of each to ascend his or her co-redemptive way of the Cross.  For they are Savior with Me, charged with the world, charged with all of it.
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When, as at present, hatred speeds up its ravaging movements, must not love also accelerate its movements to conquer it?  In order to seize the “initiative” everywhere and maintain it at all costs.  The hour has arrived where not to press forward is to lose ground and let oneself be overcome.  It is the hour for endless speeding up, the hour where every heart that is a real heart has to battle in ever-rising tempo under the impulse of its love, of my ever more supplicating love.
In the mercy-laden thoughts of my Heart, my “appeal” is a powerful “stimulus” to this speeding-up of love in your hearts. But for that to happen, isn’t it necessary that it be revealed, known, and meditated upon by as great a number as possible?
In the light of this “appeal” you will understand that for you to “quicken your step” is to “adopt my step.” It is to follow my race of love in the redemptive ascent to Calvary where I was led by my Father’s Will. For this Will is what gives the measure. By its daily more crucifying and thus more animated petitions, It takes command of this accelerated movement to love on the part of every generous heart that is ready with unreserved fiat to answer the incessant calls of this adorable Will!
“This is what it means to be in the footsteps of Love.”
Not always quick and lively, but like the Magnificat, all the more so if one gives one’s fiat promptly, responding with all one’s heart and being. My cause will not triumph without these accelerations of love.
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Yes, it is true, my “appeal” is a “complaint,” but a complaint of love.  The complaint of great “desire” let down and unfulfilled . . . yet unflaggingly passionate and supplicating.
Indeed, if I complain, it is because I do not have you.  I want you and if I want you doesn’t that mean that I love you?  Then recognize in this “appeal” further evidence of my love for you, this immense love I have for my consecrated ones, as tender as it is strong. And come to see in it also a precious sign of trust.  For how would it serve Me to beg of you this way if, knowing your hearts, I was not sure to find response?  All-merciful trust that itself is touching proof of love.
And then always remember that “every sign of trust” should be for your souls a “grounds for trust.”
Each time my love says to you by its requests, “I am counting on you,” understand that it is at the same time telling you, “Count on Me.”
Indeed, could I who know your poverty trust to ask something of you if I Myself did not have the willingness and the ability to give it to you?  Never forget then that the more I ask of you the more I crave to give you.
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My Heart is a begging love because it is an overflowing love.  Is there a truth more able to melt all the dreadings of your heart into one immense and courageous trust?
Learn to make use of my grace so that you may serve my glory!  Know that my “appeal”— despite its grave tone — is not meant to dishearten or frighten you, but much to the contrary, to encourage you and stimulate you.
Yes, my wounds, particularly those of my Heart, are springs endlessly pouring out even as they are no less an ever-imploring thirst.  And it is by drawing from them that you water them. Come then and with generous trust, draw out this spirit of holocaust that you must have if you are to respond to my imploring wish.  That you may all be:
— wholly consecrated hosts,
— totally consumed victims,
— crucified spouses,
— auxiliaries of my Redemption,
— little, co-redemptive continuators 
For if the life of every Christian is to be marked by the stamp of “sacrifice,” the life of every consecrated soul is to be marked by the stamp of “holocaust.”  Do you understand the difference?
Sacrifice can have degrees in both the matter and form of the gift. . . .  For holocaust there is only one measure which is the measureless usque ad finem.[1] There is only one degree which is totality in a crescendo of love and self-oblation.
Now, without this holocaust spirit, there are no true religious virtues, and it is precisely this spirit that distinguishes between holy priests and religious and those, alas, who are but ordinary priests and religious.