St. Catherine of Sienna is Patron of Italy, and one of the greatest of Christian mystics. She began to have mystical experiences at the age of six. She was a Dominican tertiary, and beginning when she was 16, she experienced visions of Christ, Mary, and the Saints interspersed with diabolical visions and periods of spiritual aridity. She ministered to the ill and condemned prisoners, and was acclaimed for her holiness and abilities as a peacemaker. St. Catherine received the invisible stigmata, which was clearly apparent at the time of her death, and she has been declared a Doctor of the Church.
On October 16, 1888, in the presence of the Blessed Virgin and of St. Catherine of Siena, Luisa received a mystical ring from Jesus as a sign of their union. St. Catherine of Siena assisted at Luisa’s Mystical Wedding by encouraging her, as Luisa wrote in the Book of Heaven, Volume 1:
“The morning of the aforesaid day, Jesus made Himself seen again—all affable, sweet, and majestic—together with His Most Holy Mother and St. Catherine. First a hymn was sung by the Angels; St. Catherine assisted me, my Mama took my hand, and Jesus put a ring on my finger. Then we embraced each other and He kissed me, and so also did my Mama . . .”
Gospel from John 3:1-8
Nicodemus comes to Our Lord Jesus Christ at Night
“The Spirit breatheth where he will and thou hearest his voice:
but thou knowest not whence he cometh and whither he goeth.
So is every one that is born of the Spirit.”
Excerpt from the Virgin Mary in the Kingdom of the Divine Will, Day 30
Oh, how Happy I (the Blessed Virgin Mary) will be if I am able to say: “My daughter is all Mine, because she Lives of Divine Will.” And I (Blessed Virgin Mary) will make the Holy Spirit Descend into your soul, that He may Burn away from you all that is human; and by His Refreshing Breath, He may Rule over you and Confirm you in the Divine Will.
Now, My daughter, listen to your Mama: know that I (the Blessed Virgin Mary) Love you very much, and would like to see your soul filled with My Same Seas. These Seas of Mine are swollen, and want to pour themselves out; but in order for them to do this, you must empty yourself of your will, so that the Divine Will may take the Second Step over you, and constituting Itself as Origin of Life in your soul, It may call the attention of the Celestial Father, of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, to pour Themselves upon you with Their Overflowing Seas. But in order to do this, They want to find Their own Will in you, because They do not want to entrust Their Seas of Power, of Wisdom, of Love and of Unspeakable Beauty to your human will.
April 23, 1916
Every thought on the Passion of Jesus is a light drawn from His Most Holy Humanity in order to be like Him.
Continuing in my usual state, my adorable Jesus made Himself seen all surrounded with Light, which came out from His Most Holy Humanity, and which embellished Him in such a way as to form an enchanting and enrapturing sight. I remained surprised, and He told me: “My daughter, each pain that I suffered, every drop of Blood, every wound, prayer, word, action, step, etc., produced a Light within my Humanity, to embellish Me in such a way as to keep all the Blessed enraptured. Now, for every thought that the creature has about my Passion, for every act of compassion, reparation, etc., she does nothing other than draw Light from my Humanity, and be embellished to my likeness. Therefore, every additional thought about my Passion will be an additional Light which will bring her eternal joy.”
April 21, 1916
The privation of Jesus which Luisa suffers. The sins of the world have surrounded the Most Holy Humanity of Jesus with thorns, preventing Him from pouring His grace upon creatures.
I continue my most bitter days. I fear that someday Jesus may not even come in passing, and in my pain I keep repeating: ‘Jesus, don’t do this to me. If You don’t want to speak – so be it; if You don’t want to give me the gift of your charisms – FIAT! But not coming at all – not this! You know that it would cost me my life, and that my very nature, left without You until evening, would melt.’ As I was saying this, blessed Jesus, increasing my bitterness, made Himself seen telling me: “Know that if I do not come to pour Myself out with you for a little while, it is because the world is receiving the last blow of destruction and all sorts of scourges.”
What fright! I remained terrified and petrified for the pain. So I continued to pray, saying: ‘My Jesus, for every moment of your privation I ask You that a new Life of Yours be created within the souls. You must give me this grace. Only on this condition do I accept your privation. I don’t deprive myself of a trifle – but of You, immense, infinite, eternal Good. The cost is immense; therefore, let’s come to a deal.’ Jesus stretched His arms around my neck, as if He were accepting. And looking at Him – ah, what a painful sight! Not only His head, but all His Most Holy Humanity was surrounded by thorns, to the extent that I was pricked in hugging Him, but I wanted to enter into Jesus at any cost. And He, all goodness, broke that garment of thorns at the point of His Heart, and placed me inside. I could see the Divinity of Jesus, and although His Divinity was one with His Humanity, while His Humanity was tortured, His Divinity remained untouchable.
Jesus told me: “My daughter, have you seen what a painful garment creatures made for Me, and how these thorns have penetrated into my Humanity? These thorns have closed the door to the Divinity, having surrounded all my Humanity, only from which could my Divinity come out for the good of creatures. Now it is necessary that I remove part of these thorns, and that I pour them on the creatures so that, as the Light of my Divinity flows from these thorns, I may save their souls. Therefore, it is necessary that the earth be invested by chastisements, earthquakes, famines, wars, etc., in order to break this garment of thorns that creatures made for Me. In this way, as the Light of the Divinity penetrates into their souls, I will be able to disillusion them, and to make better times arise.”