4/19 Anniversary of Pope Benedict XVI being Elected Pope

Pope Emeritus Benedict XVI
Papacy Began April 19, 2005
Pope Emeritus Effective February 28, 2013
Pope Benedict XVI Died December 31, 21022


Volume 5; February 23, 1903
Men do not want Jesus Christ as their head.  The Church will always be Church.

As I (Luisa) was outside of myself, I found myself near a garden that seemed to be the Church.  Near it there seemed to be people plotting an attack against the Church and the Pope, and in their midst there was Our Lord, Crucified, but without a Head.  Who can say the pity, the horror – to see His Most Holy Body in that state!  I comprehended how men do not want Jesus Christ as their Head, and since the Church represents Him on this earth, they try to destroy what stands in His place.

Then I (Luisa) found myself in another place in which I found other people who were asking me:  “What do you say about the Church?”  And I, feeling a Light within my mind, said:  “The Church will always be Church.  At the most, She might be washed in Her own blood, but this bath will render Her more Beautiful and Glorious.”  On hearing this, they said:  “This is false – let us call on our god and see what he says.”  So a man came out who surpassed everyone in height, with a crown on his head, and he said:  “The Church will be destroyed, there will be no more public services – at the most, some hidden ones; and the Madonna will no longer be recognized.” On hearing this, I said:  “And who are you to dare to say this?  Aren’t you perhaps that serpent condemned by God to crawl on the earth?  And now you are so daring as to make yourself believed a king, deceiving the people?  I command you to let yourself be known for what you are.”  While I was saying this, from tall he became very, very short; he assumed the shape of a serpent, and making a flash, he plunged himself down deep.  Then I found myself inside myself.





04/18 The Day of Jesus in the Eucharist.

Book of Heaven
9/12/31 – Vol. 29

Luisa:  I continued to pray before the Tabernacle of Love, and in my interior I said to myself:  “What do You do, my Love, in this Prison of Love?” 

And Jesus, all Goodness, told me:  “My daughter, do you want to know what I do?  I do My day.  You Must Know that My whole Life, spent down here, I enclose within One Day.  My Day begins by being Conceived and Being Born; the veils of the Sacramental accidents serve Me as swaddling clothes for My tender age.  And when, because of human ingratitude, they leave Me alone and try to offend Me, I do My Exile, left with only the company of some loving soul who, like a second mother, cannot detach herself from Me and keeps Me faithful company.

“From the exile I move on to Nazareth, doing My Hidden Life in the company of those few good who surround Me.  And continuing My Day, as creatures draw near to receive Me, I do My Public Life, repeating My Evangelical scenes, offering to each one My Teachings, the Helps, the Comforts that are Necessary for them; I act as Father, as Teacher, as Doctor, and, if needed, also as Judge.  So, I spend My day waiting for all and doing Good to all.  And—O! how many times I have to remain alone, without a heart that would palpitate near Me.  I feel a desert around Me, and I remain alone—alone Praying.  I feel the loneliness of My days that I spent in the desert down here, and O! how Painful it is for Me—I, Who AM heartbeat for all in each heart; jealous, I Guard everyone—feeling Isolated and Abandoned.

“But My Day does not end with the sole abandonment; there is not one day that ungrateful souls do not offend Me and receive Me sacrilegiously, and make Me complete My Day with My Passion and with My Death on the Cross.  Ah! it is sacrilege the most ruthless Death that I receive in this Sacrament of Love.  So, in this Tabernacle I do My Day by carrying out everything I carried out in the Thirty-Three years of My mortal Life.  And just as in everything I Did and Do, the Prime Purpose, the Prime Act of Life, is the Will of My Father—that It be Done on earth as It is in Heaven—so in this little Host I do nothing other than Implore that One be My Will with My children.  And I call you in this Divine Will, in which you find My whole Life in Act; and you, by following It, ruminating It and offering It, unite yourself with Me in My Eucharistic Day, to Obtain that My Will be Known and Reign upon earth.  And so you too will be able to say:  ‘I do my day together with Jesus.’”


4/17 Peaceful Souls are the Delight of God


Book of Heaven
Volume 8; March 29, 1908
Peaceful souls are the Delight and Amusement of God

     This morning, on coming, Blessed Jesus seemed to carry a black mantle; and drawing near me, He seemed to place me (Luisa) under it, saying: “In this way I will envelop all creatures, as within a black mantle.” And He disappeared.
I remained concerned because of some chastisement, and I prayed Him to come back, for I could no longer be without Him; but I was as though bothered by that sight from before. Then, after much hardship, He came, carrying a cup filled with some liqueur. He gave me some to drink, and then He added: My daughter, Peaceful souls eat at My same table and drink at My cup, and the Divine Archer does nothing but dart through them continuously, and no dart is wasted. All of them – all of them wound the loving soul; and the soul faints, while the Divine Archer continues with His Arrows that now make her die of Love, now give her back New Life of Love. And from her wounds, the soul shoots her darts to wound the One who has so much wounded her. So, a Peaceful soul is the Delight and the Amusement of God; while, with turbid souls, if the Divine Archer darts through them, the darts are wasted by the soul, leaving Him embittered, and forming the diabolical amusement and taste.”

04/16 The Greatest Sanctity is to Live in the Divine Will.

Book of Heaven
1/20/07 – Vol. 7

Having read the lives of two female Saints – one who aspired so much to suffering, and the other who aspired so much to be little – I was thinking in my interior about which one of the two it would be better to imitate, and unable to make up my mind, I felt as though hampered. So, in order to be free and to think only about loving Him, I said to myself: ‘I want to aspire to nothing but to love Him and to fulfill His Holy Will perfectly.’

At that moment, the Lord told me in my interior: “And it is here that I want you – in my Will. Until the grain of wheat is buried in the earth and dies completely, it cannot rise again to new life and multiply itself, giving life to other grains. In the same way, until the soul is buried in my Will, to the point of dying completely by dissolving all of her will within Mine, she cannot rise again to new Divine Life through the rising of all the virtues of Christ, which contain true Sanctity. Therefore, let my Will be the seal which seals your interior and exterior; and once my Will has risen completely within you, you will find true love – and this is the greatest of all the other sanctities to which one can aspire.

4/15 Everything in Jesus, the Word, speaks Lovingly to creatures

Book of Heaven: Volume 11; April 15, 1916

Everything in Jesus, the Word, speaks Lovingly to creatures, and the soul who Lives in His Will is all voice together with Him. 

       I live dying because of the continuous privations of my Sweet Jesus.  This morning I found all of myself in Jesus, as if I were swimming in the immensity of my Highest Good.  Then I looked inside myself and I saw Jesus in me, and I could hear the whole Being of Jesus speaking:  His Feet, His Hands, His Heart, His Mouth – in sum, everything was Voices.  Not only this, but the wonder was that these Voices became Immense, and Multiplied for each creature.  The Feet of Jesus spoke to the feet and to each step of creatures; His Hands to their works; His Eyes to their gazes; His Thoughts to each of their thoughts.  What harmonies between Creator and creatures!  What an enchanting sight!  What Love!  But, alas, all these harmonies were broken by ingratitudes and by sins; Love was repaid with offenses.  And Jesus, all afflicted, told me:  “My daughter, I AM the Verbum – that is, the Word – and My Love toward the creature is so Great that I multiply into as many voices for as many acts, thoughts, affections, desires, etc. as each creature does, in order to receive from them the return of those acts done for Love of Me.  I give Love and I want Love, but I receive offenses instead.  I give Life, but if they could, they would give Me death.  But in spite of all this, I continue My Loving office.  

     “However, Know that the soul who Lives united with Me and from My Volition, swimming in My Immensity, is all voice together with Me as well.  So, if she walks, her steps speak, pursuing the sinner; her thoughts are voices to the minds; and so with all the rest.  Only from these souls do I find as though a recompense in the work of Creation.  And in seeing that, unable to do anything by themselves to correspond to My Love and maintain the harmonies between them and Me, they enter into My Will, they make themselves the owners of It, and they act in a Divine Manner – My Love finds its outpouring, and I Love them more than all other creatures.”

4/14 Jesus Speaks About Obedience.

Book of Heaven
4/7/01 – Vol. 4

… I saw my adorable Jesus for a little, in the act of His Resurrection, with His face so refulgent as to not be comparable to any other splendor. It seemed to me that the Most Holy Humanity of Our Lord, though It was living flesh, was so bright and transparent that one could see with clarity the Divinity united to the Humanity. Now, while I was seeing Him so glorious, a light that came from Him seemed to tell me: “My Humanity received so much glory by means of perfect obedience that, destroying the ancient nature completely, gave Me back the new nature, glorious and immortal. In the same way, by means of obedience, the soul can form within her the perfect resurrection to virtues. For example: if the soul is afflicted, obedience will make her rise again to joy; if restless, obedience will make her rise again to peace; if tempted, obedience will administer to her the strongest chain with which to bind the enemy, and will make her rise again victorious over the diabolical snares; if she is besieged by passions and vices, by killing them, obedience will make her rise again to virtues. This, to the soul, and in due time, it will also form the resurrection of the body.

4/13 A Novena for Luisa’s Birth Begins Tomorrow, April 14th


Fount where the Servant of God,
the Little Daughter of the Divine Will Luisa Piccarreta was Baptized

The Servant of God Luisa Piccarreta was born in Corato in the Province of Bari, on the morning of April 23, 1865, Low Sunday¹ “in Albis” (the Sunday after Easter). A few hours after Luisa’s birth, her father wrapped her in a blanket and took her to the main church for baptism. Her mother had not suffered the pangs of labor:  her birth was painless.
Her parents, Vito Nicola Piccarreta and Rosa Tarantini, both from Corato, had five daughters: Maria, Rachele, Filomena, Luisa and Angela. The last two did not get married, and after the death of their parents, on March 19 and 29, 1907, Angelina always remained assisting Luisa.

To implore the Beatification of the Servant of God, LUISA PICCARRETA


Day One – April 14th

My Lord Jesus Christ, who yearned so much that Your Divine Will have Its Kingdom on earth as It is in Heaven, deign, I pray You, to glorify Your humble servant LUISA PICCARRETA, the Little Daughter of the Divine Will, she who glorified You so much on earth with her extraordinary virtues, with her ardent zeal, with her writings, with her whole life for the salvation and sanctification of souls redeemed by Your Most Precious Blood. So be it.

Our Father, Hail Mary, Glory be.

O Jesus, by your infinite Mercy, make me holy          

Day Two – April 15th

O Most Sacred Heart of my Jesus, who in Your humble servant LUISA PICCARRETA have chosen the herald of the Kingdom of Your Divine Will and the angel of reparation for the innumerable blows that grieve Your Divine Heart, humbly I pray You to concede to me the grace that I implore from Your Mercy through her intercession, so that she may be glorified on earth as You have already rewarded her in Heaven. So be it.

Our Father, Hail Mary, Glory be.

O Jesus, by your infinite Mercy, make me holy            

Day Three – April 16th

O Divine Heart of my Jesus, who to Your humble servant LUISA PICCARRETA, as victim of Your love, You have given the strength to suffer for all her long life the agonies of Your sorrowful Passion, for Your greater glory may it be that the halo of the Blessed shines soon upon her head.  And through her intercession grant me the grace that I humbly ask of You …..

Our Father, Hail Mary, Glory be.

O Jesus, by your infinite Mercy, make me holy

Day Four – April 17th

O merciful Heart of my Jesus, who for the salvation and sanctification of many souls have deigned to keep for numerous years on earth Your humble servant LUISA PICCARRETA Your Little Daughter of the Divine Will, grant my prayer:  that she be glorified soon by Your Holy Church.  And through her intercession may You grant me the grace that I humble ask of You …..

Our Father, Hail Mary, Glory be.

O Jesus, by your infinite Mercy, make me holy                                           

Trani, November 28, 1948


Day Five – April 18th

Prayer to Obtain the Beatification of the Servant of God, LUISA PICCARRETA

O Most Holy Trinity, Our Lord Jesus Christ taught us that as we pray, we should ask that our Father’s Name be always glorified, that His Will be done on earth, and that His Kingdom should come to reign among us.

In our great desire to make known this Kingdom of love, justice, and peace, we humbly ask that You glorify Your Servant, LUISA PICCARRETA, the little daughter of the Divine Will, who, with her constant prayer and suffering, deeply yearned for the salvation of souls and the coming of God’s Kingdom in the world.

Following her example, we pray to You, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, to help us joyously embrace the crosses of this world, so that we may also glorify Your Name and enter into the Kingdom of Your Will.  Amen.

Our Father, Hail Mary, Glory be.

O Jesus, by your infinite Mercy, make me holy                                                       

Curia of the Archdiocese

                        +Carmelo Cassati Archbishop Emeritus

Day Six – April 19th

Prayer to the Most Holy Trinity

For the glorification of the Servant of God, LUISA PICCARRETA

Oh Most Holy Trinity, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit we praise and thank You for the gift of holiness You granted to Your faithful servant LUISA PICCARRETA.

She lived, dear Father, in Your Divine Will and became, under the influence of the Holy Spirit, similar to Your Son, who died on the cross due to His obedience.

She was a victim and a host welcome to You, thus contributing to the Redemption of mankind.

Her virtues of obedience, humility, love of Christ and to the Church urge us to ask You for the gift of her glorification on earth, so that Your glory may shine, and Your kingdom of truth, justice and love may spread all over the world in the particular charisma of:

“Fiat voluntas tua sicut in coelo et in terra.”

We appeal to her merits to obtain from You, Holy Trinity, the particular grace for which we pray to You in Your Divine Will.  Amen.

Three Glory be’s …

Our Father …

Our Lady, Queen of Saints, pray for us.

O Jesus, by your infinite Mercy, make me holy                                           Trani, Italy  October 29th 2005

+Archbishop Giovan Battista Pichierri

Day Seven – April 20th

My most sweet Jesus, my Delight and my Life, O please! by your Mercy, make me holy!  I pray You, O Jesus, for the sake of each beat of your adorable Heart, make me holy.  This is really about your Glory, the loving purpose of your Passion, of your most ardent yearning.  If I am saved, will there perhaps not be in Heaven one more soul that sings your praises for eternity?  Oh! make me holy then!  O my Jesus, make me holy!

I am a member of that Spouse of Yours, the Church, whom You purchased with your Divine Blood.  O please, do not suffer in Her a bad daughter like me, poor one; but for love of your Church, make me holy, O my God….

I come often to unite myself to You, ineffably, in that Divine Sacrament of Yours, which is called the Bread of Angels, and the Testament of your Love.  O please, do not suffer in me any stain or tepidness, but for love of your Flesh and of your Divine Blood, make me holy, O my God. 

O Jesus, by your infinite Mercy, make me holy!

Day Eight – April 21st

You demand of me to edify my family, my neighbor, my friends; You ask that I make virtue loved, that I draw souls to You.  And how can I ever make it, poor as I am, so lacking in fervor, humility and patience?  O please, for love of those souls, at least, who cost blood to your Heart, make me holy, O my God, make me holy.

But what need do I have to present to You so many reasons?  Are You not infinite Goodness and Generosity?  Could You, O beloved of my soul, allow that a daughter of yours, who opens her heart to You, entrusts to You her yearnings, asks You only that she may be holy, would remain prostrated before You without answering her?  Would You not listen to her in the greatness of your Mercy?

And even when, because of my constant ingratitude, You would want to reject me, could You deny this grace to your Blessed Mother Mary and mine, who asks You for it on my behalf, presenting all of Her compassion for your sorrows?  Could You deny it to my Guardian Angel, who continually offers You His celestial adorations in order to obtain it for me?  

O Jesus, by your infinite Mercy, make me holy!

Day Nine – April 22nd

 O my Jesus, I confess myself unworthy of any favor, but when I ask You that I may be holy, what do I ask of You, after all, other than that the designs of your Redemption be fulfilled in me, and that your goodness may triumph in my malice, in my rejections and in my reluctance?

O my Love, You are Omnipotent – set me afire, burn me to ashes, consume me in your flames, let it be that I may never again offend You!  That I may die to myself; that I may make of this little while of my life that is left one single act of expiation, of gratitude, of adoration and of apostolate – one single act of immolation and of most pure love.  O Jesus, may I live all absorbed in You, drawn and genuflected with my spirit, always before your Sacramental Majesty.  Even more, may I, O Jesus, truly live of your very Sacramental Eucharistic Life, which is all an affable mystery of hiddenness, of operosity and of love.    

 O Jesus, by your infinite Mercy, make me holy!

Luisa’s Birthday – April 23rd

I know… I must do violence to myself in many motions of my spirit, and conquer myself in a thousand ways, on a thousand occasions….

I will need to love prayer, silence, work, mortification.

I will need to operate always and in everything with a live spirit of Faith and of holy fear of God.

I will need to make space, empty of every creature, around me and inside of me.

I will need to keep my heart always up high, keeping it immaculate, adorning it with lilies, with roses, with violets and with hyacinths….

But what is ever impossible for love?  O please! You Yourself, O Lord, make me comprehend how easily I can become holy, if only I embrace with love that daily cross which your love offers me; if only I do, as best I can, the daily actions which duty or charity require of me.

Oh, how sublime it is to become inebriated with pain out of love….  How perfect it turns out to be doing everything with a most pure intention, under the most holy gaze of my God, and in union with my Guardian Angel, as if I were to do that action alone; as if, after that one, I were to appear before the Divine Judgment – as if from it alone depended my eternal salvation.

 O Jesus, by your infinite Mercy, make me holy!

 Instruct me, You Yourself, O my Jesus, like a patient Teacher.  Make me – I pray You with St. Thomas – to be without reluctances in my humility, without dissipation in my joys, without disheartenments in my sadnesses, without inconstancy in my piety, without bitterness in my conversations, without laments in my sufferings, without hesitation in my obedience, without preferences in my charity, without artifice in my virtue.

Teach me – I will say to You with Saint Ignatius – to be generous unto heroism, to serve unto sacrifice, to give without measuring, to fight without being afraid of the wounds, to consume myself without lamenting.

O Jesus, by your infinite Mercy, make me holy!

 O my Love, who will give me enough to repay You and to satisfy You if not Yourself?  O please, reign, You alone, in this heart of mine, so meager.  May I love You alone, O Jesus, and may I love You equally, when your love caresses me and when it scourges me.  May my spirit rest in You alone, O Jesus.  And when the whirlwind of my passions or the breath of your tests put my soul in agitation, even then, let it be, O Jesus, that each beat of my heart be a praise, a thanksgiving, an adoration for your Divine Heart.  Let is be that, any tie being broken, I may once and for all make a generous leap, and immerse myself inside your Crucified Heart, divine center of charity, of zeal, of purity, of annihilation and of most perfect abnegation….

O Jesus, by your infinite Mercy, make me holy!

 O Mary, Mother of sweet Hope and of beautiful Love, I hide myself in the pious shadow of your mantle.

Saint Joseph, my dear most perfect example of the highest sanctity, You be my singular protector, and my model in the interior life of holy sorrow and of holy love….

In the midst of your three Hearts, O Jesus, O Mary, O Joseph, I remain secure and will fear no more on my journey.

O Jesus, O Mary, O Joseph, make me holy, I implore You, O please, make me holy!

O Jesus, by your infinite Mercy, make me holy!