3/5 The new and continuous way to meditate the Hours of the Passion.

11/4/14 – Vol. 11

I was doing the Hours of the Passion and Jesus, all pleased, told me: “My daughter, if you knew what great satisfaction I feel in seeing you repeating these Hours of my Passion – always repeating them, over and over again – you would be happy. It is true that my Saints have meditated my Passion and understood how much I suffered, melting in tears of compassion, to the extent of feeling consumed for love of my pains; however, not in this continuous manner, always repeated and in this order. Therefore, I can say that you are the first one to give Me this taste, so great and special, as you keep fragmenting within you – hour by hour – my Life and all that I suffered. I feel so attracted that, hour after hour, I give you this food and I eat the same food with you, doing what you do together with you. Know that I will reward you abundantly with new Light and new graces even after your death. Each time the souls on earth will do these Hours of my Passion, in Heaven I will clothe you with ever new Light and glory.”

3/4 In answer to the Servant of God Luisa Piccarreta’s request for Mercy,

 St. Mary Faustina of the Blessed Sacrament was born the following year on August 2, 1905


Poland, the birthplace of the Divine Mercy message, and also of Saint John Paul II (Mary’s “Masterpiece” in a message of the Blessed Mother’s to Fr. Gobbie), points to a more positive sign of the times—the gradual reconciliation of the Eastern and Western Churches. The period between Luisa’s death and the opening of her cause for beatification coincided with a grace-filled movement toward reconciliation between the Church of Rome and the ancient Churches of the East, especially the Orthodox Church. Luisa’s Cause was opened during the Pontificate and approval of Saint John Paul II.

As a meeting place for the Latin Rite Catholics of the West, and the Orthodox and Byzantine Catholics of the East, Poland gave to the world the devotion to the Divine Mercy that combined the Trisagion prayer of the Byzantine liturgy “Holy God, Holy Mighty One, Holy Immortal One, Have mercy on us and on the whole world” (Divine Liturgy of St. John Chrysostrom), with the use of the Rosary. Luisa is also connected to this same prayer, which the Priest would say while at the same time making the sign of the Cross on her hand to command her soul to return to her body. This connection between Luisa and Poland, the home of Saint John Paul II, is made even more clear by the date of Luisa’s death on March 4, 1947—the Feast Day of St. Casimir of Poland.

St. Casimir of PolandFeast Day March 4th. He was third of the 13 children of King Casimir IV of Poland and Elizabeth of Austria, daughter of Emperor II of Germany. He was born at the royal palace in Cracow on October 3rd. Many miracles were reported at his tomb, and he was canonized by Pope Adrian VI in 1522. He is the Patron of Poland and Lithuania.

As Cardinal Archbishop of Cracow, Wojtyla ordered a theological review of St. Faustina’s diaries, which had been condemned by the Holy See. As a result of the inquiry, the prohibition against the spread of her writings was removed. Six months later, Wojtyla was elected to the Chair of Peter. As Saint John Paul II, he published one of his first encyclicals on the Mercy of God, and acknowledged the importance of Blessed Faustina and her writings by beatifying her on the Feast of Divine Mercy. The beatification of Saint Faustina attracted new interest in the prophetic content of her diaries, which predicted the Second Coming of Jesus.

3/4 – Sixty-Eighth Anniversary of the Transit into Heaven of the Servant of God Luisa Piccarreta

Meditations for the Stations of the Cross
from the
“The Twenty-Four Hours of the Passion”

Let us continue our most special spiritual journey by the meditation on the book:
“The Twenty-Four Hours of the Passion”
 by by Servant of God Luisa Piccarreta, Little Daughter of the Divine Will . . .

written by Luisa Piccarreta, the Little Daughter of the Divine Will
at the beginning of her mystical life


March 4, 1947

“Now I die with greater contentment, because the Divine Will has consoled me more than usual with Its presence in these last few moments of my life.

“Now I see a long, beautiful and spacious road, all illuminated by an infinite number of resplendent suns – Oh, yes, I recognize them! They are all my acts done in the Divine Will!

“This is the road that I must now take; it is the road that the Divine Will has prepared for me. It’s the road of my victory: it’s the way of my glory, which will unite me with the immense happiness of the Divine Will.

“It’s my road; it’s the road that I have prepared for you. It’s the road that I will keep reserved for all the souls who will ever want to live in the Divine Will.”


Excerpt from Volume 11, March 8, 1914:

“The soul who dies united to My Will (Jesus speaking to Luisa), upon entering into My Rest, will find not only the heavenly doors open, but all of Heaven reaching down to greet the new-comer, honoring My Will which has formed Its Life in the soul.

“What can I tell you about the feasting among the Blessed when they see this soul that has lived its life in the Divine Will, with its every word, thought and act, all adorned with as many Suns as its acts, all varying in brightness and beauty? So innumerable are the little divine streams touching all the Blessed that heaven cannot contain all the blessings, and they flow down even upon the earth for the benefit of the pilgrim souls.

“Yes, My daughter, My Will is the greatest thing that exists. It is the secret to finding the light, sanctity and greatest spiritual treasures. It is the secret to knowing every good thing, but because It is not intimately known, It is neither valued nor loved as It merits. It is your job to know, love and make It known to all disposed souls.”












The Servant of God, Luisa Piccarreta died at the age of eighty-one years, ten months and nine days, on March 4, 1947, after a fortnight of illness, the only one diagnosed in her life, a bad attack of pneumonia. She died at the end of the night, at the same hour when every day the priest’s blessing had freed her from her state of rigidity. Archbishop Francesco Petronelli (May 25, 1939-June 16, 1947) archbishop at the time. Luisa remained sitting up in bed. It was impossible to lay her out and – an extraordinary phenomenon – her body never suffered rigor mortis and remained in the position in which it had always been.

Hardly had the news of Luisa’s death spread, like a river in full spate, all the people streamed into her house and police intervention was necessary to control the crowds that flocked there day and night to visit Luisa, a woman very dear to them. A voice rang out: “Luisa the Saint has died“. To contain all the people who were going to see her, with the permission of the civil authorities and health officials, her body was exposed for four days with no sign of corruption. Luisa did not seem dead, she was sitting up in bed, dressed in white; it was as though she were asleep, because as has already been said, her body did not suffer rigor mortis.Indeed, without any effort her head could be moved in all directions, her arms raised, her hands and all her fingers bent. It was even possible to lift her eyelids and see her shining eyes that had not grown dim. Everyone believed that she was still alive, immersed in a deep sleep. A council of doctors, summoned for this purpose, declared, after attentively examining the corpse, that Luisa was truly dead and that her death should be accepted as real and not merely apparent, as everyone had imagined.

Luisa had said that she was born “upside down”, and that therefore it was right that her death should be “upside down” in comparison with that of other creatures. She remained in a sitting position as she had always lived, and had to be carried to the cemetery in this position, in a coffin specially made for her with a glass front and sides, so that she could be seen by everyone, like a queen upon her throne, dressed in white with the Fiat on her breast. More than forty priests, the chapter and the local clergy took part in the funeral procession; the sisters took turns to carry her on their shoulders, and an immense crowd of citizens surrounded her: the streets were incredibly full; even the balconies and rooftops of the houses were swarming with people, so that the procession wound slowly onwards with great difficulty. The funeral rite of the little daughter of the Divine Will was celebrated in the main church by the entire chapter. All the people of Corato followed the body to the cemetery. Everyone tried to take home a keepsake or a flower, after having touched her body with it; a few years later, her remains were translated to the parish of Santa Maria Greca.

The 3 1/2 foot wall relief over Luisa’s tomb in the Church of St. Mary the Greek, was created by Professor ‘Vincenzo Petrizzelli of Corato.   The relief depicts the Crucifixion of Christ with rays of light descending upon Luisa.   Luisa is smiling with her heart exposed and the writings of the 36 Volumes laying about her.  In prayer, she holds the Rosary in her left hand.  The Fiat is clearly seen in gold above her head superimposed over a map of the world.  The Church is represented to the right of her.  The word, “Eccomi” (Here I am), in copper tubing, is placed in front of the tomb.  The unveiling of the relief took place on 4 March 2004, in honor of the 57th Anniversary of Luisa’s entrance into Heaven.  Fr. Sergio Pellegrini, the Pastor of St. Maria the Greek Church in Corota, celebrated a special Mass on the occasion.  Sr. Assunta, co-foundress of the Association Luisa Piccarreta, attended. 

The Death and Burial
of “Luisa the Saint”

The reflection on the death of Luisa Piccarreta is by her last spiritual director, Rev. Benedetto Calvi, Pastor of S. M. Greca.
L_LuisaAngelinaRosariaSisters A Luisa is no longer with us. She is in Heaven, surrounded by the infinite light of the Divine Will, glorious and triumphant in the glory of the Saints.
I assisted her up to her last moment. She expired in my arms, while I was pronouncing my last, unnecessary absolution! She died the way the Saints die, in a final acceptance of the Divine Will! I am still under the spell of that last moment, under the painful but sublime impression that I felt at her last breath, by which I cannot say to anyone who asks me about her, anything more than, “A Saint has died!” We have lost our dear Luisa. We have gained a Patroness in Heaven. L_LuisaNuns Carring
L_LuisaFiatBibCircle Her body remained immobile, in a sitting position, on her bed. Her limbs remained completely free of the rigidity that affects corpses, so that you could move them in any direction, right down to the fingers of her hand. Her eyelids were closed, but on lifting them, you could see the vividness of the pupils preserved as when she was alive. All this gave rise to serious doubt about her death. We had to have her visited by several doctors. She remained in this state, without the minimal sign of decomposition, for fully four entire days.

The whole population of our town and many from out of town as well paid their respect to her remains, kissing her hand which retained the flexibility of a living person. Many even touched religious objects to her to be kept as relics. Her sitting position forced us to build an entirely different casket from those normally used, because we are unable to make her lie down even by applying force. In this sitting position, she seemed to be alive even in her bier, which by permission of the authorities was closed with a glass door, so that she could be seen even from far away. The funeral? A veritable triumph. That day, no one went to work. Everyone was present in church. Several photographers were on hand to take pictures of this unusual spectacle, reason for which so many photographs have been preserved. It was an extraordinary manifestation of bereavement, but at the same time of joy. And she, from her casket, clearly visible to everyone, though with eyes closed, seemed to want to bless the immense multitude that was accompanying her to her last resting place. Truly a rare spectacle, quite unique. Those who had the occasion to take part in it will never be able to express fully the dimensions of this manifestation.

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L_LuisaAngelinaRosariaSistersDZ I don’t find the energy to go on. I will tell you only by way of conclusion that I had our dear Luisa buried in my family chapel-mausoleum, at the distance of hardly a meter from the altar on which I celebrate my Masses.
I hope that thus we are united forever in the Divine Will, united in death in the cemetery, united forever, so I hope by God’s Mercy, in the glory of the Divine Will.Affectionately in the Divine Will,
Pastor Benedetto Calvi
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3/3 Feast Day of Saint Katharine Drexel

S_Saint Katharine Drexel

Saint Katharine Drexel
Virgin and Foundress

The two great driving forces in St. Katharine Drexel’s life were devotion to the Blessed Sacrament and love for the most deprived people


October 1914 – Vol. 11
Value and effects of the Hour of the Passion.

I was writing the Hours of the Passion and I thought to myself: ‘How many sacrifices in order to write these blessed Hours of the Passion, especially to put on paper certain interior acts which had passed only between me and Jesus! What reward will He give to me?’ Letting me hear His tender and sweet voice, Jesus told me: “My daughter, as a reward for having written the Hours of my Passion, for each word you have written, I will give you a kiss – a soul.” And I: ‘My love, this is for me; and what will you give to those who will do them?’ And Jesus: “If they do them together with Me and with my own Will, I will give them a soul for each word they will recite, because the greater or lesser effectiveness of these Hour of my Passion is in the greater or lesser union that they have with Me. In doing them with my Will, the creature hides inside my Volition; and since it is my Volition that is acting, I can produce all the goods I want, even through one single word. This, for each time you will do them.”

Another time I was lamenting with Jesus because, after so many sacrifices to write these Hours of the Passion, very few were the souls who were doing them. And He: “My daughter, do not lament. Even if there was only one, you should be happy. Wouldn’t I have suffered all my Passion even to save only one soul? The same for you. One should never omit good only because few benefit from it; all the harm is for those who do not take advantage of it. Just as my Passion made my Humanity acquire the merit as if all were being saved, although not all are saved (since my Will was to save everyone, and I received merit according to what I wanted, not according to the profit which creatures would have drawn), the same is for you: you will be rewarded depending on whether your will identified itself with Mine, wanting to benefit all. All the evil remains to those who, although being able to, do not do it…”

3/2 Letter # 6 by the Servant of God Luisa Piccarreta to an Unnamed Lady

Fiat – In Voluntate Dei!

My good daughter in the Divine Volition,

I return to you the wishes for the new year. But my wishes are always the same – that in all things you may always do the Divine Will. It will be your breath, your heartbeat, your refuge. In It you will find true peace, and you will give it to others; more so, since by doing the Divine Will, a sweet blood will descend into your veins, which will put to flight all troubles of soul and body.

My sister, the Cimadomos and Rosaria, return your greetings; and leaving you in the sea of the Divine Volition, I say,

The little daughter of the Divine Will

3/1 The Children of the Divine Will and The Saints of the Redemption

From the Writings of
The Servant of God Luisa Piccarreta
The Little Daughter of the Divine Will

S_Saints of Redemption

The Saints of the Redemption


The Children of the Divine Will


Volume 2 – May 6, 1899

This morning, Jesus hardly made Himself seen; I was feeling my mind so confused, that I almost could not understand the loss of Jesus, when I felt surrounded by many spirits – maybe they were Angels, I cannot tell with certainty.  While I was in their midst, every now and then I would investigate – who knows, I might feel at least the breath of my beloved; but as much as I did, I found nothing that would reveal the presence of my loving Good.  Then, all of a sudden, I felt a sweet breath coming from behind my shoulders, and immediately I cried out:  ‘Jesus, my Lord!’

He answered:  “Luisa, what do you want?”

‘Jesus, my beautiful One, come, do not remain behind my shoulders for I cannot see You.  I have been waiting for You and investigating for the whole morning – who knows, I might see You amid these angelic spirits that surrounded my bed.  But I could not, therefore I feel very tired, because I can find no rest without You.  Come, for we will rest together.’  So Jesus placed Himself near me, and sustained my head.

Those spirits said:  “Lord, how quickly she recognized You.  Not even at your voice, but at your mere breath, immediately she called You.”  Jesus answered them:  “She knows Me, and I know her.  She is so very dear to Me, like the pupil of my eyes.”  And while He was saying this, I found myself in the eyes of Jesus.  Who can say what I felt, being in those most pure eyes?  It is impossible to manifest it with words.  The very Angels remained astonished.