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Wednesday 1st July 1959
Month of the Precious Blood
– Mimi: During my little retreat, I meditated at length on the infinite mercy of God, Papa Good God as I like to call him in my intimate moments. I feel more and more that I am his child spoiled by his merciful love.
I was preparing my confession with the profound sorrow of having offended God. I had a sincere repentance of my sins. But what attracted me to make this little retreat of devotion was love, for the more I approach him with my miseries and expose to him my weaknesses, the more he leans over me with tenderness, with his merciful love, the more he looks at me constantly with his gentle comprehensive eyes, his eyes that have often been clouded by the tears of blood he shed for me because of my numerous sins. It is with regret and especially with much sincerity that I lovingly kiss our little crucifix asking his forgiveness. Then, I look at him with love and place him on my little heart full of love for him alone.
My enemy sneers at me seeing that I could not make my confession. My director came but I had visitors that I could not leave (a little sick friend that I had not seen for two years). So he decided to come back the next day.
Thursday 2 July 1959
– Mimi: I was so happy to receive my Jesus, my Beloved after a fast imposed by circumstances (retreat of my director – 8 days). Once again, my Beloved forgave me. With the grace of God and the help of the Holy Spirit, I have a better understanding of the sacrament of Penance, I should rather say the sacrament of merciful love. How efficient is this sacrament when I place myself at the foot of the cross, to receive the drops of the Precious Blood of my Jesus, my Beloved, who purifies my soul. I have such a thirst for his Divine Blood and I hunger after him. I am never satisfied.
From eleven to midnight, a Holy hour during which our love for one another comes together once more.
Friday 3 July 1959
– Mimi: First Friday of the Month.
I am on cloud nine. I received my Beloved, such an important moment. Barely a few hours of rest. Finally, he is here, in me, my God, my Beloved, with the Holy Spirit. And with my gentle heavenly Mother, I adored him and gave thanks. These moments following our union, this embrace are so gentle that they only increase in my soul the love of God, the peace. Then, I asked my director whether he could come on Saturday to bring me communion on the first Saturday of the month consecrated to my gentle heavenly Mother. He made me understand that it was rather difficult coming two days in a row.
– My Director: “I am not afraid of stepping aside for God and I know that God wishes to come and that you like to receive him, but we must not expose ourselves to criticisms for there are the sick who can only receive communion once a month.”
I was suffering terribly only at the thought of not receiving him once more, but I accepted the fact and said to my director :
– Mimi: “Father, I am ready to make the sacrifice, and if Jesus wants to come, he will arrange it. On the other hand, I wouldn’t want you to have any trouble because of me.”
After thanksgiving, I burst into tears.
– Mimi: “My Beloved, you know how much I love you. It isn’t possible that you do not wish to come tomorrow. To live this way is worse than living behind the iron curtain in a communist country. What will I become if I have to hide in order to receive you? Tell me, my Love, tell me that you are going to come tomorrow. You can’t refuse pleasing your gentle Mother who is also my Mother.
“Papa Good God, remember all that Mary accepted, all that she suffered to have the joy of carrying your Divine Son. Through the hands of Mary Immaculate, I ask you for Jesus. I need him so. I suffer from not being near you and loving you during all eternity.”
– Mimi: No answer.
The whole day went by. I couldn’t stop crying. I had a heavy heart. I asked and asked. Nothing distracted me. There was always the thought of not receiving him because of others.
– Mimi: “Is it such a bad thing to receive you?”
I could not wait any longer. I approached the statue of the Sacred Heart and there, my head leaning on his adorable Heart, I cried like a baby. I kissed with love, with respect, his Divine Heart, and I begged him to give me but a single drop of his Precious Blood to satisfy me.
– Mimi: “My Beloved, you understand the state I am in. In the past, you accepted out of love for me your passion and you suffered. Today, I am suffering because I have a loving passion for you. The day has been long.”
– Jesus: “My dear little girl, why have you acted like Peter and little Peter? You have been fearful, my poor children! Like Peter, you have reached your second purification. Why have you been afraid? For something that will never happen? Where is your confidence in me? After having protected you in all kinds of ways, after having looked after you in a special manner and filled you with so many graces, after my Divine Mother embraced you in her powerful arms and by a special grace, to help you accept the great trials, the great temptations, you have the constant presence of your heavenly Mother, of Saint Michael, and at times the celestial army.
“My dear children, if you could see with your eyes all that is happening around you and in heaven during the moments of great trials, of great favors! Never, never would the shadow of the least little fear cross your mind. All heaven leans over you when your director offers you with your permission. This is why my Divine Mother stands near the cross to which you are attached, like her Adorable Son, as victim to cooperate in the salvation of souls and of the world. Your director had a moment of weakness, of fear. Yet, he should know that in going to see you, wearing the stole and surplice, people he could meet know very well that he isn’t going for a chat but rather because you are sick. Didn’t I promise to protect you?”
