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The Promises of Jesus for Whoever Meditates on
The Hours of the Passion
From the writings of Luisa Piccarreta
Volume 10 – 10th April, 1913
“Tell me, my Good Lord, what will You grant in return to those who will make the Hours of your Passion on which You had instructed me?”
And He: “My daughter, I shall not regard these Hours as ‘your things, but as things done by Me, and I shall grant to you my very own merits, as if I, Myself, were, in actuality, suffering my Passion. I shall, thereby, make you obtain the effects of my Passion, according to the soul’s disposition. This, I shall accomplish on earth: Of Myself, I could not have offered you more; and in Heaven: I shall place these souls at the front, shooting them with arrows of love and of happiness for the many hours they spent in making the Hours of my Passion. And they shall shoot Me with arrows as well. What a sweet enchantment for all the blessed this shall be!”
Volume 11 – 6th September, 1913
I was thinking about the Hours of the written Passion. how they have no indulgences; and therefore, whoever does them cannot gain any indulgences, as they can with so many other prayers enriched with so many indulgences. While I was thinking of this, my always amiable Jesus, all mildness, said to me:
“My daughter, with indulgenced prayers, one can gain something. Instead, the Hours of my Passion, which are my very own prayers, my reparations, and complete love, have truly issued from my Heart. Have you, perhaps, forgotten how many times I united Myself with you, in order to make these Hours together, and how I changed scourges into graces for the entire earth? Therefore, my enjoyment is so great, that instead of indulgences, I give you a handful of love which contains inestimable coins of infinite value. Then, when things are [able to be] accomplished [by the soul] with pure love, my Love discovers for you the vent, for my Love desires that the creature give relief and vent to the Creator’s Love.”
Volume 11- October 1914
As I was writing the Hours of the Passion, I thought to myself: “How many sacrifices their are in writing these blessed Hours of his Passion, especially when having to write down certain interior acts that passed only between Jesus and myself! What will be the recompense that Jesus shall offer me for them? And Jesus, making me hear his sweet and tender voice, said to me:“My daughter, as a recompense for having written the Hours of my Passion, for every word that you have written, I will give you a kiss, a soul.”
And I: “My Love, this is for me. What will you give, instead, to those who shall make them?”And He: “If they shall make them together with Me and with my own Will, for every word that they make, I shall give them a soul, because the greater or lesser efficacy of these Hours of my Passion is determined by the greater or lesser union they have with Me. And by making these Hours with my Will, the creature therein hides himself, whereby, my Will doing the acting, I am thus able to do all the good I want, even through the use of a single word. And I shall do this every time they make them.”
On another occasion, I was complaining to Jesus, that after so many sacrifices in writing these Hours of the Passion, there were so few souls who made them.
And He: “My daughter, do not complain. Even if there were but only one soul, you should be happy. Would I not have suffered my entire Passion for the sake of saving only one soul? The same applies to you; good must never be omitted simply because there are few who make use of it. All evil, however, is reserved for him who does not take advantage of so much good. And so, just as my Passion applied to my Humanity the merit of saving all, which was what I desired and merited according to my desires, and not according to the desires of such creatures who would make poor use of It, therefore impeding my design of saving all, so it should likewise be with you: According to the measure in which your will is assimilated to Mine in desiring to do good to all, in that measure will you be rewarded. All evil is reserved for those, who while being able to do good, do not do so.
These Hours are the most precious of all, for they are none other than the repetition of what I did in the course of my mortal Life and of what I continue to do in the Most Blessed Sacrament. When I hear these Hours of my Passion [recited], I hear my own voice and my own prayers. I see my Will in that soul who desires the good of all and who wants to make reparation for all, and I feel transported; whence, I take up my dwelling within her, so as to do within her that which she herself does. Oh, how I would love it if only one soul in every town were to make these Hours of my Passion! I would feel my own presence in each town, and my Justice, greatly disdained in these times, would be placated in part.”
Also, one day while I was making the Hour (4 PM) in which our Heavenly Mother gave Jesus over to be buried, I followed Her closely in order to keep Her company throughout Her bitter desolation, so as to offer Her my compassion. It was not my custom to always act in this way, but only sometimes. And so, as I was undecided as to whether or not I should continue to act in this manner, Blessed Jesus appeared in all of his Love, and as if beseeching me, He said:
“My daughter, I bid you not to leave Her; you shall accompany Her for my Love’s sake, in honor of my Mother. Know, that every time you accompany Her, my Mother feels as if She Herself were on earth in person, repeating Her life and experiencing the glory and love which She had offered Me while on earth. Wherefore, I, feeling as if my Mother were on the earth again, experience Her Motherly tenderness, Her love, and all the glory that She gave Me. Therefore, I will consider you as a Mother.”
Volume 11- 4th November, 1914
I was making the Hours of the Passion, and Jesus, taken up with great pleasure, said to me : “My daughter, if you knew the great pleasure I experience whereupon seeing you repeat, repeat again, and thus always repeat these Hours of my Passion, you would rejoice. It is true that my Saints have meditated upon my Passion and have understood how much I suffered, whence they burst into tears of compassion, to the point of experiencing themselves being consumed for love of my pains; but whereas, their meditations were not made in such an orderly and continually repeated way.
Therefore, I can say that you are the first to give Me the great and special pleasure of subacting within yourself, hour by hour, my Life and that which I suffered, wherein I experience Myself being so drawn, that hour by hour, I give to you my food, which food I, Myself, partake of, thereby doing together with you that which you do. Know, however, that I shall reward you abundantly for them [these Hours] with new light and new graces; and even after your death, every time these Hours of my Passion will be made by souls on this earth, I, in Heaven, will continue to embellish you with new light and new glory.”
Volume 11 – 6th November, 1914
While continuing the customary Hours of the Passion, my loving Jesus said to me:
“My daughter, the world is in the continual act of renewing my Passion, and since my Immensity envelops everything, internally and externally with regard to the creature, I am therefore compelled, in virtue of their association, to receive nails, thorns, scourges, contempt, spit, and all else that I suffered during my Passion, and yet more. Now, whenever the creature makes the Hours of my Passion while associating himself with these souls, I feel the nails being removed, the thorns shattered, the wounds cauterized, and the spit removed. I feel the evils that others inflict upon Me transformed into good; and whereby, I feeling that their association does Me no harm, but good. lean on them all the more.”
Thereafter, when returning, Blessed Jesus began to speak of these Hours of his Passion. He said:
“My daughter, know, that in making these Hours, the soul takes my thoughts and makes them her own; she takes my reparations, my prayers, my desires, my affections, even my most intimate fibers, and makes them her own. And whereby, raising herself up between Heaven and earth, she performs my own office, and as co-redemptrix, says together with Me: ‘Ecce ego, mitte me’ [Here I am, Lord; send me out]. I want to make reparation to You for everyone, to respond to You for everyone, and to intercede for the good of everyone.”
Volume 11 – 13th October, 1916
I was making “The Hours of his Passion, and Blessed Jesus said to me:
“My daughter, in the course of my mortal Life, thousands of Angels courted my Humanity and gathered together what I did: my words, steps, even breaths, pains, drops of my Blood, in a word, everything. They were Angels deputed to my care, to render Me honor, obedient to my every gesture; they descended and ascended to Heaven, as to present what I did to the Father.
Now, these Angels have a special office: As the soul recalls my Life, my Passion, my prayers, they place themselves round her, thus gathering together her words, her prayers, the compassion she shows Me, her tears, her offenses; whereby, uniting them to Mine, they carry them off to my Majesty, as to renew for Me the glory of my own Life. And the Angels enjoy it so much that they reverently stand in attention as to hear what the soul is saying, and they pray together with her. Therefore, with attention and respect, the soul ought to make these Hours, while remembering that the Angels hang upon her every word, as to repeat after her what she says!”….
Volume 12 – March 16, 1917
“Moreover, do you not see that if I have not said anything to you in the morning, I am waiting for the night to say a word to you? Furthermore, when they read the applications of the [Hours of] My Passion, I, being in you, overflow the brim of your soul and speak to you of the most intimate things, which up to now I have not manifested. Then, since the soul must follow Me in this work of Mine, these applications [of the Hours] will be the mirror of My internal Life, and who will model herself on It will reproduce in herself My same Life. Oh, how they reveal My Love’s thirst for souls in every fiber of My Heart, in every breath of Mine, [in every] thought, etc.!
“That is why I speak to you more than ever, but when I finish I hide Myself and you, not seeing Me, tell Me that I have changed. Rather I tell you [that] when you do not want to repeat with your voice what I tell you in your interior, you impede My outlet of Love.”
Volume 12 – May 16, 1917
Then I found myself outside of myself. I found myself among many souls—it seemed as though they were the souls of Purgatory and the Saints—who named a person I knew who died not long ago, and they said to me: “He feels as happy in seeing that there is no soul who enters into Purgatory who does not carry the imprint of the Hours of the Passion. Further, helped and escorted by these Hours, he takes his position in a secure place. Moreover, there is not a soul that flies into Paradise who is not accompanied by these Hours of the Passion. These Hours rain continuous dew from Heaven onto the earth, into Purgatory, and even into Heaven.”
Upon hearing this I said to myself: “Perhaps my beloved Jesus, in order to keep His word given—that for every word of The Hours of the Passion He would save a soul—(grants that) there be no soul saved who would not have made use of these Hours.”
Afterwards, I returned into myself, and, having found my sweet Jesus, I asked Him if this were true.
And He: “These Hours are the order of the universe and put Heaven and earth into harmony, as well as keep Me from destroying the world. I feel My Blood, My Wounds, My Love, and all that I did, put into circulation; and they flow upon all to save all. Further, as souls do these Hours of the Passion, I feel My Blood, My Wounds, and My anxieties to save souls come to life, and I feel My Life repeated to Me.
“How can creatures obtain any good, if not by means of these Hours? Why do you doubt it? The thing is not yours, but Mine. You have been the constrained and weak instrument.”
Volume 12 – July 12, 1918
I was praying with a certain fear and anxiety for a dying soul, and my amiable Jesus, coming, said to me: “My daughter, why are you afraid? Do you not know that for every word on My Passion—for every thought, compassion, reparation, [and] memory of My pains—so many (ways like) electrical communications open themselves between Me and the soul, and therefore so many various beauties adorn the soul?
She did the Hours of My Passion and I will receive her as a daughter of My Passion, dressed with My Blood and adorned with My wounds. This flower has grown in your heart, and I bless it and receive it into Mine as a predilect flower.”
Then, while He said that, a flower went out from my heart and took flight toward Jesus.
Volume 22 – June 17, 1927
After this, I found myself outside of myself, and while looking for my sweet Jesus I encountered Father Di Francia. He was all cheerful, and he told me: “Do you know how many beautiful surprises I found? I did not think it would be so when I was on earth, though I thought I had done good by publishing the Hours of the Passion. But the surprises I found are marvelous, enchanting, of a rarity never before seen: all the words regarding the Passion of Our Lord changed into light, one more beautiful than the other – all braided together; and these lights grow more and more as creatures do the Hours of the Passion, so more lights add to the first. But what surprised me the most were the few sayings published by me about the Divine Will: each saying changed into a sun, and these suns, investing all the lights with their rays, form such a surprise of beauty that one remains enraptured, enchanted. You cannot imagine how surprised I was at seeing myself in the midst of these lights and these suns – how content I was; and I thanked our Highest Good, Jesus, who had given me the occasion and the grace to do it. You too, thank Him on my behalf.”
Volume 17 – 7.1.1924
…while I was trying to follow Jesus in the different Mysteries of His Passion, I arrived at accompanying Him in the Mystery of His Painful Scourging. At that moment, He moved in my interior, Filling All of myself with His Adorable Person… ”My daughter, let us Pray Together. There are certain sad times in which My Justice, unable to contain Itself because of the evils of creatures, would Want to Flood the earth with New Scourges; and so Prayer in My Divine Will is Necessary, which, Extending over All, places itself as Defense of the creatures, and with its Power, prevents My Justice from approaching the creature to strike her.” How Beautiful and Touching it was to hear Jesus Pray! And since I was Accompanying Him in the Sorrowful Mystery of the Scourging, He Made Himself Seen Pouring out Blood, and I heard Him say: “My Father, I offer You this Blood of Mine. O Please, let It Cover All the intelligences of creatures, rendering vain All their evil thoughts, dimming the fire of their passions, and Making Holy Intelligences Rise Again. May this Blood Cover their eyes and be a Veil to their sight, so that the taste of evil pleasures may not enter them through their eyes, and they may not get dirty with the mud of the earth. May this Blood of Mine Cover and Fill their mouths, and Render their lips dead to blasphemies, to imprecations, to All of their bad words. My Father, may this Blood of Mine Cover their hands, and strike terror in man for so many evil actions. May this Blood Circulate in Our Eternal Will in order to Cover All, to Defend All, and to be a Defending Weapon for the creature before the Rights of Our Justice.”
Volume 13 – 9.16.1921
I was Making the Hour of the Passion in which my Sweet Jesus was in the palace of Herod, clothed as a madman and mocked. And my always Lovable Jesus, Making Himself seen, told me: “My daughter, not only then was I clothed like a madman, sneered at and mocked, but creatures continue to give Me these Pains; even more, I AM under continuous mockeries, and by all kinds of people. If a person goes to Confession and does not maintain his Resolutions Not To Offend Me—this is a mockery that he Makes of Me. If a Priest confesses, preaches, administers the Sacraments, and his life does not correspond to the words he says and to the Dignity of the Sacraments he Administers— he mocks Me as many times for as many words as he says, and for as many Sacraments as he Administers. While I Give them New Life in the Sacraments, they Give Me scorns and mockeries; and by profaning them, they prepare for Me the garment to clothe Me as a madman. If superiors command Sacrifice, Virtue, Prayer and Disinterest to their subjects, while they conduct a life of comfort, of vice and of interest—these are as many mockeries that they Make Of Me. If civilian and ecclesiastical leaders want the observance of the laws, and they are the first transgressors—these are mockeries that they Make Of Me. O, how many mockeries they Make Of Me! They are So Many that I AM Tired of them, especially when they put the poison of evil under Good. O, how they Make Fun Of Me, as if I were their amusement and their pastime! But sooner or later Justice shall Make Fun of them, by Punishing them Severely. You—Pray and Repair for these mockeries which Grieve Me So Much, and are the Cause for which I do not Make Myself Known for Who I AM.”
“The Little Daughter Of The Divine Will”
Jesus says in the below passage, that in order to receive the truths we first need to receive Divine Love and Divine Light in our soul in order to have a support to receive the truths.
VOL. 30 – January 30, 1932
“We do not want human love, and therefore Our Divine Will uses Its loving Stratagems, It spies the dispositions, and It breathes. Its Breath, like a light breeze, puts to flight the ash that the human will has produced; the particle of Our infinite Love revives and ignites. My Divine Volition continues to breathe, and It adds more Divine Love. The soul feels herself emptied, re-warmed. She experiences loving Refreshments. And from inside the particle of the infinite Love that she possesses, she loves Us, and gives Us Our Divine Love as hers. You must know that so much is the Love of this Divine Will of Mine, that It uses all the Artifices. It acts as Spy, and It breathes on her; It acts as Mother and cradles her in Its Arms; It acts as Sentinel and watches over her; It acts as Queen and dominates her; It acts as Sun and illuminates her, and lends Itself even to serving her. And when It wants to deposit in you Its Knowledges, Its Truths, even one of Its Words, what does It do? It breathes on you so much that It forms in you, first Its Support of Love, of Light, in order to enclose Its Truths inside of the Support of Its Love and Light that It has formed in you, so that It entrusts Its Truths to Its own Love, to Its Light, knowing that only Its Love could have the true Interest of conserving them, of spurring you on, so that they do not remain hidden.
“O! if it were not for this Support of Love of Mine that encloses all the Knowledges of My Fiat, how many things would have been buried in your soul, without anyone knowing anything about it. This is the reason why before It manifests Its Truths to you, It acts like the All-Doer around you, in order to prepare you, to place New Love in you, so as to form the New Support for Its Truths, and place them in the secure bank of Its Divine Love. And if I await you in Its Acts with so much Love, they are Our usual Pretexts, occasions that We seek in order to find the comma, the period, of the creature so as to give her New Love, New Graces. But even more than wanting her company, We do not know how to be without the one who wants to do Our Will. Already It carries her in Its Arms in Our Acts, so that she is with Us, and with everything that We do.”
Jesus Says below that when we read the Hours of the Passion We receive Divine light in our souls.
VOL. 11 – 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.”
Jesus says below that when we read the Hours of the Passion Our souls receive Divine Love.
VOL. 11 – September 6, 1913
Value, effects and divine nobility of doing the “Hours of the Passion.”
I was thinking about the Hours of the Passion which have now been written, and how they are without any indulgence. So, those who do them do not gain anything, while there are many prayers enriched with many indulgences. While I was thinking of this, my always adorable Jesus, all kindness, told me: “My daughter, one gains something through the prayers with indulgences. But the Hours of my Passion, which are my own prayers, my reparations and all my love, came really from the depth of my Heart. Did you perhaps forget how many times I united Myself with you to do them together, and I turned chastisements into graces over the entire earth? So, my satisfaction is such that, instead of the indulgence, I give the soul a handful of love, which contains infinite love of incalculable price. Further, when things are done for pure love, my Love finds Its outpouring – and it is not inconsiderable that the creature can give relief and expression to the Love of her Creator.”
Therefore, by reading the Hours of the Passion your soul receives Divine light and Divine love which acts as a support for the truths.
Therefore reading the Hours of the Passion Disposes you to receive the Divine Truths.
St. Scholastica was the twin sister of St. Benedict, the Patriarch of Western monasticism. She was born in Umbria, Italy, about 480. Under Benedict’s direction, Scholastica founded a community of nuns near the great Benedictine monastery Monte Cassino. We are told that Scholastica “could be sated or wearied with the words of grace which flowed from St. Benedict’s lips.” Inspired by Benedict’s teaching, his sister devoted her whole life to seeking and serving God. St. Scholastica died in the peace of Christ in the year 547. Tradition holds that at her death her soul ascended to heaven in the form of a dove.
You love justice and hate wickedness; therefore God, your God, has anointed you with the oil of gladness above your fellows.
My heart overflows with a goodly theme; as I sing my ode to the King.
V. Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Ghost.
R. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
You love justice and hate wickedness; therefore God, your God, has anointed you with the oil of gladness above your fellows.
Mass of a VIRGIN, except
O God, you brought the soul of the blessed virgin Scholastica to heaven in the form of a dove in order to bring to our notice her life of innocence. Through the prayers and merits of Your saint may we live such a life that we too may attain everlasting happiness. Through Our Lord . . .
Lesson from the second letter of St Paul the Apostle to the Corinthians
2 Cor. 10:17-18; 11:1-2
Brethren: He who boasts, let him boast in the Lord. For he is not approved who commends himself, but he whom the Lord commends. Would to God that you could bear with a little of my foolishness! Nay, do bear with me! For I am jealous for you with a divine jealousy. For I betrothed you to one spouse, that I might present you a chaste virgin to Christ.
Hear, O daughter, and see; turn your ear; for the King shall desire your beauty.
Ps 44:13; 44:10.
V. All the rich among the people seek Your favor; the daughters of kings come to meet You.
V. Behind her the virgins of her train are brought to the King; they are borne in to You.
V. They are brought with gladness and joy; they enter the palace of the King.
Continuation ☩ of the Holy Gospel according to Matthew
R. Glory be to Thee, O Lord.
At that time, Jesus spoke this parable to His disciples: Then will the kingdom of heaven be like ten virgins who took their lamps and went forth to meet the bridegroom and the bride. Five of them were foolish and five wise. But the five foolish, when they took their lamps, took no oil with them, while the wise did take oil in their vessels with the lamps. Then as the bridegroom was long in coming, they all became drowsy and slept. And at midnight a cry arose, ‘Behold, the bridegroom is coming, go forth to meet him!’ Then all those virgins arose and trimmed their lamps. And the foolish said to the wise, ‘Give us some of your oil, for our lamps are going out.’ The wise answered, saying, ‘Lest there may not be enough for us and for you, go rather to those who sell it, and buy some for yourselves.’ Now while they were gone to buy it, the bridegroom came; and those who were ready went in with him to the marriage feast, and the door was shut. Finally there came also the other virgins, who said, ‘Sir, sir, open the door for us!’ But he answered and said, ‘Amen I say to you, I do not know you.’ Watch therefore, for you know neither the day nor the hour.
May this sacrifice of Thy dedicated people be accepted by Thee, O Lord, in honor of Thy Saints: to whose merits we attribute the help afforded us in tribulation. Through our Lord . . .
Thou hast filled Thy household, O Lord, with holy gifts: do Thou cherish us always, through the intercession of her whose festival we are keeping. Through our Lord . . .
In the Divine Will
“The harvest is plentiful. This is the expression that I chose as my motto after the announcement of my appointment as archbishop of Trani-Barletta-Bisceglie. It is the expression that more than any other recurs in pastoral work for vocations, the area that characterized in particular my priestly ministry. It is the expression that marked my whole story”. Those were the first words of thanksgiving that the newly ordained Archbishop Leonardo D’Ascenzo said in his greeting at the celebration…
The Story of Gideon and his Three Hundred Soldiers Judges 6-8
The people of Israel were driven away from their villages and their farms, and were compelled to hide in the caves of the mountains. And if any Israelite could raise any grain, he buried it in pits covered with earth, or in empty winepresses, where the Midianites could not find it.
One day, a man named Gideon was threshing out wheat in a hidden place, when he saw an angel sitting-under an oak-tree. The angel said to him: “You are a brave man, Gideon, and the Lord is with you. Go out boldly, and save your people from the power of the Midianites.” Gideon answered the angel:
“O, Lord, how can I save Israel? Mine is a poor family in Manasseh, and I am the least in my father’s house.”
Gideon felt that it was the Lord who was talking with him, in the form of an angel. He brought an offering, and laid it on a rock before the angel. Then the angel touched the offering with his staff. At once, a fire leaped up and burned the offering; and then the angel vanished from his sight. Gideon was afraid when he saw this; but the Lord said to him: “Peace be unto you, Gideon, do not fear, for I am with you.”
On the spot where the Lord appeared to Gideon, under an oak tree, near the village of Ophrah, (Note: the TV Star Oprah was named after Ophrah by her mother, but she didn’t know the correct spelling) in the tribe-land of Manasseh, Gideon built an altar and called it by a name which means: “The Lord is peace.” This altar was standing long afterward in that place.
Then the Lord told Gideon that before setting his people free from the Midianites, he must first set them free from the service of Baal and Asherah, the two idols most worshipped among them. Near the house of Gideon’s own father stood an altar to Baal, and the image of Asherah.
On that night, Gideon went out with ten men, and threw down the image of Baal, and cut in pieces the wooden image of Asherah, and destroyed the altar before these idols. And in its place he built an altar to the God of Israel; and on it laid the broken pieces of the idols for wood, and with them offered a young ox as a burnt-offering.
On the next morning, when the people of the village went out to worship their idols, they found them cut in pieces, the altar taken away; in its place an altar of the Lord, and on it the pieces of the Asherah were burning as wood under a sacrifice to the Lord. The people looked at the broken and burning idols; and they said: “Who has done this?”
Someone said: “Gideon, the son of Joash, did this last night.”
Then they came to Joash, Gideon’s father, and said:
“We are going to kill your son because he has destroyed the image of Baal, who is our god.”
And Joash, Gideon’s father, said: “If Baal is a god, he can take care of himself, and punish the man who has destroyed his image. Why should you help Baal? Let Baal help himself.”
And when they saw that Baal could not harm the man who had broken down his altar and his image, the people turned from Baal, back to their own Lord God.
Gideon sent messengers through all Manasseh on the west of Jordan, and the tribes near on the north; and the men of the tribes gathered around him, with a few swords and spears, but very few, for the Israelites were not ready for war. They met beside a great spring on Mount Gilboa, called “the fountain of Harod.” Mount Gilboa is one of the three mountains on the east of the plain of Esdraelon, or the plain of Jezreel, where once there had been a great battle. On the plain, stretching up the side of another of these mountains, called “the Hill of Moreh,” was the camp of a vast Midianite army. For as soon as the Midianites heard that Gideon had undertaken to set his people free, they came against him with a mighty host.
Gideon was a man of faith. He wished to be sure that God was leading him, and he prayed to God and said:
“O Lord God, give me some sign that thou wilt save Israel through me. Here is a fleece of wool on this threshing floor. If to-morrow morning the fleece is wet with dew, while the grass around it is dry, then I shall know that thou art with me; and that thou wilt give me victory over the Midianites.”
Very early the next morning, Gideon came to look at the fleece. He found it wringing wet with dew, while all around the grass was dry. But Gideon was not yet satisfied. He said to the Lord:
“O Lord, be not angry with me; but give me just one more sign. To-morrow morning let the fleece be dry, and let the dew fall all around it, and then I will doubt no more.”
The next morning, Gideon found the grass, and the bushes wet with dew, while the fleece of wool was dry. And Gideon was now sure that God had called him, and that God would give him victory over the enemies of Israel.
The Lord said to Gideon: “Your army is too large. If Israel should win the victory, they would say, ‘we won it by our own might.’ Send home all those who are afraid to fight.”
For many of the people were frightened, as they looked at the host of their enemies, and the Lord knew that these men would only hinder the rest in the battle. So Gideon sent word through the camp:
“Whoever is afraid of the enemy may go home.” And twenty-two thousand people went away, leaving only ten thousand in Gideon’s army. But the army was stronger though it was smaller, for the cowards had gone, and only the brave men were left.
But the Lord said to Gideon: “The people are yet too many. You need only a few of the bravest and best men to fight in this battle. Bring the men down the mountain, past the water, and I will show you there how to find the men whom you need.”
In the morning Gideon, by God’s command called his ten thousand men out, and made them march down the hill, just as though they were going to attack the enemy. And as they were beside the water, he noticed how they drank, and set them apart in two companies, according to their way of drinking.
When they came to the water, most of the men threw aside their shields and spears, and knelt down and scooped up a draft of the water with both hands together like a cup. These men Gideon commanded to stand in one company.
There were a few men who did not stop to take a large draft of water. Holding spear and shield in the right hand, to be ready for the enemy if one should suddenly appear, they merely caught up a handful of the water in passing and marched on, lapping up the water from one hand.
God said to Gideon:
“Set by themselves these men who lapped up each a handful of water. These are the men whom I have chosen to set Israel free.”
Gideon counted these men, and found that there were only three hundred of them, while all the rest bowed down on their faces to drink. The difference between them was that the three hundred were earnest men, of one purpose; not turning aside from their aim even to drink, as the others did. Then, too, they were watchful (attentive) men, always ready to meet their enemies.
So Gideon, at God’s command, sent back to the camp on Mount Gilboa all the rest of his army, nearly ten thousand men, keeping with himself only his little band of three hundred.
Gideon’s plan did not need a large army; but it needed a few careful, bold men, who should do exactly (obedient/faithful) as their leader commanded them. He gave to each man a lamp (Jesus), a pitcher (Mary), and a TRUMPET (Luisa), and told the men just what was to be done with them. The lamp was lighted, but was placed inside the pitcher, so that it could not be seen. He divided his men into three companies (Three Missions), and very quietly led them down the mountain in the middle of the night, and arranged them all in order around the camp of the Midianites.
The men blew their TRUMPETs with a mighty noise
THE COMMAND PRAYER IS PRAYED:
in the Name of Jesus,
in the Unity, Love and Power of the Holy Spirit,
Under the Mantle of Mary,
with all the Angels and Saints
through the intercession of the Servant of God Luisa Piccarreta,
Save Your people from the evil scourge of abortion.
We are the least of Your Heavenly House
but You will surely be Praying this our prayer,
making it Your Command in the Divine Will
to drive out the enemy and this evil scourge of abortion
that plagues our country and the world.
Destroy the altar of sacrifice of the unborn to the evil one,
and accept from us, Your small Army, the sacrifice of our human wills
to repair for this wicked abomination and to placate Your Divine Justice.
We pray You to make us watchful and ready in this battle.
You have Called us to Fight with Your Weapons of Love
and so in Obedience to You with Courage, Trust,
and Bold Faith, knowing that You shall Win the battle for us,
we put on our Divine Armor united to the Three Missions,
to march forth (March 4th) in the darkness with
the Lamp of Jesus, the Pitcher of Mary, and the TRUMPET of Luisa!
With the Lamp of Jesus, Flash the Divine Light in every direction;
Dispel the evil darkness of this and all sin.
Holding the Pitcher of Mary in our hearts may
You Break, Crash and Crush the head of the evil one
and those who are with him.
Together with Luisa, we blow the TRUMPET
for all to hear a Mighty Divine Will Noise
to throw the evil one and his minions into such confusion
that they shall “trample each other down to death.”
Hear our prayer Dear Heavenly Father!
With Your Great Victory and Triumph within us
we shall be freed forever from the evil of hell, and all will proclaim that
You Lord God are the King of Israel,
You Lord God are the King of kings,
You Lord God are the Lord of lords
and no one but You, Lord Jesus Christ, are King
of Your Holy Church and the World.
PLEASE TAKE OUR HUMBLE PRAYER AND MAKE IT YOUR COMMAND!
WE BELIEVE! WE RECEIVE!
Then at one moment a great shout rang out in the darkness, “The sword of the Lord and of Gideon,” and after it came a crash of breaking pitchers, and then a flash of light in every direction. The three hundred men had given the shout, and broken their pitchers, so that on every side lights were shining. The men blew their TRUMPETs with a mighty noise; and the Midianites were roused from sleep, to see enemies all round them, lights beaming and swords flashing, while everywhere the sharp sound of the TRUMPETs (Command Prayer) was heard.
They were filled with sudden terror, and thought only of escape, not of fighting. But wherever they turned, their enemies seemed to be standing with swords drawn. They trampled each other down to death, flying from the Israelites. Their own land was in the east, across the river Jordan, and they fled in that direction, down one of the valleys between the mountains.
Gideon had thought that the Midianites would turn toward their own land, if they should be beaten in the battle, and he had already planned to cut off their flight. The ten thousand men in the camp he had placed on the sides of the valley leading to the Jordan. There they slew very many of the Midianites as they fled down the steep pass toward the river. And Gideon had also sent to the men of the tribe of Ephraim, who had thus far taken no part in the war, to hold the only place at the river where men could wade through the water. Those of the Midianites who had escaped from Gideon’s men on either side of the valley were now met by the Ephraimites at the river, and many more of them were slain. Among the slain were two of the princes of the Midianites, named Oreb and Zeeb.
A part of the Midianite army was able to get across the river, and to continue its flight toward the desert; but Gideon and his brave three hundred men followed closely after them, fought another battle with them, destroyed them utterly, and took their two kings, Zebah and Zalmunna, whom he killed. After this great victory the Israelites were freed forever from the Midianites. They never again ventured to leave their home in the desert to make war on the tribes of Israel.
After this, as long as Gideon lived, he ruled as Judge in Israel. The people wished him to make himself a king.
“Rule over us as king,” they said, “and let your son be king after you, and his son king after him.”
But Gideon said:
“No, you have a king already; for the Lord God is the King of Israel. No one but God shall be king over these tribes.”
Of all the fifteen men who ruled as Judges of Israel, Gideon, the fifth Judge, was the greatest, in courage, in wisdom, and in faith in God.
Luisa the TRUMPET / Joy of the Holy Spirit
In the Temple in Jerusalem, the shofar was sometimes used together with the TRUMPET.
The Hebrew word ‘TRUMPET’ (Hebrew: חצוצרה; ḥaṣoṣrah) –
Modern Rosh Hashanah (Ezekiel 40:1) is traced back to the Feast of TRUMPETs which is the sounding of the TRUMPETs on the first day of the seventh month (Tishri) of the religious calendar year (Leviticus 23:24; Numbers 29:1). The TRUMPET referred to here was the shofar, a ram’s horn. It was distinctive from the silver TRUMPETs blown on the other new moons. Silver TRUMPETs were sounded at the daily burnt offering and at the beginning of each new month (Numbers 10:10), but the shofar specifically was blown on the beginning of the month Tishri.
V2 – 6.23.99 – Then, all of a sudden, we found ourselves surrounded by people; they seemed to be sitting around a table, eating, and there was also my portion. Jesus told me: “My daughter, I am hungry.” And I: ‘I give You my portion, aren’t You happy?’ And Jesus: “Yes, but I do not want to be seen.” And I: ‘Well then, I will pretend that I take it for myself, and without letting others notice, I will give it to You.’ And so we did.
After a little while, standing up and drawing His lips near to my face, Jesus began to play something like the sound of a TRUMPET from His mouth. All of those people turned pale and trembled, saying among themselves: “What is this? What is this? Now we die!” I said to Him: ‘Lord, my Jesus, what are You doing? How is this? – up until now You did not want to be seen, and now You start playing. Be quiet, be quiet – don’t make people scared; don’t You see how they are all frightened?’ And Jesus: “This is nothing yet – what will happen when, all of a sudden, I will play even louder? They will be caught by such fear, that many, many will lose their lives.” And I: ‘My adorable Jesus, what are You saying? You always go there: that You want to do justice; but – no! Mercy! Mercy on your people, I pray.’ So, Jesus assumed His sweet and benign look, and I, continuing to see the confessor, began to importune Him again; and Jesus told me: “I will make your confessor like a grafted tree, in which the old tree can no longer be recognized, either in the soul or in the body; and as a pledge of this, I have placed you in his hands as victim, so that he may take advantage of it.”
V5 – 4.10.03 – Since men do not surrender, Jesus will play the TRUMPET of new and grave scourges.
As I was in my usual state, I saw our Lord with a rod in His hand with which He touched the people. As they were touched, they scattered and rebelled, and the Lord said to them: “I have touched you to reunite you around Me, but instead of reuniting, you rebel and scatter away from Me, therefore it is necessary that I blow the TRUMPET.” And while saying this, He began to blow the TRUMPET. I understood that the Lord will send some chastisement, and men, instead of humbling themselves, will take the occasion to offend Him and to move away from Him; and on seeing this, the Lord will make the TRUMPET of more grave scourges resound.
V14 – 10.27.22 – “…Now, after I have made known the goods of Redemption and how I want everyone to be saved, giving to all the means which are needed, I move on to make known that there is another generation in Me, which I must deliver: my children who will live in the Divine Will; and that in my own Heart I keep all the graces ready – all my interior acts done in the sphere of Eternal Will for them – waiting for the kiss of their acts, for their union, in order to give them the inheritance of the Supreme Will. Just as I received It, I want to give It to them, so that I may deliver the second generation of the children of Light. If my Humanity did not give this inheritance which It possessed – that is, the Divine Will, the sole and only thing I loved and which gave Me all that is good – my descent upon earth would have been incomplete, nor could I say that I have given everything; on the contrary, I would have reserved for Me the greatest thing, the most noble and divine part. See then, how necessary it is that my Will be known in all of Its relations, prodigies, effects and value, what I did in this Will for the creatures, and what they must do. This knowledge will be a powerful magnet in order to attract the creatures and make them receive the inheritance of my Will, and so as to make the generation of the children of Light enter the field – the Children of my Will. Be attentive, my daughter; you will be my spokesperson – the TRUMPET, to call them and gather this generation, so favored and longed for by Me.”
V19 – 8.4.26 – “My daughter, let us put everything aside – let us speak of the Kingdom of the Supreme Will, which interests Me so much. Don’t you see how I am always in the act of writing Its qualities, Its celestial laws, Its power, Its divine prodigies, Its enchanting beauty, Its infinite joys, the order and the perfect harmony that reigns in this Kingdom of the Divine Fiat – in the depth of your soul? First I make the preparations, I form in you all the properties of It, and then I speak to you, so that, by feeling Its properties within yourself, you may be the spokesperson of my Will, the crier of It, Its telegraph and the little TRUMPET which, with a shrill sound, may call the attention of those passing by to listen to you. The teachings I give you about the Kingdom of my Will shall be like many electric wires, which are such that, when the appropriate communications are established and the necessary preparations are made, a single wire is enough to give light to entire cities and provinces. The power of the electricity, with rapidity greater than that of the wind, gives light to public and private places. The teachings about my Will shall be the wires; the power of the electricity will be the Fiat Itself which, with enchanting rapidity, will form the light that will cast away the night of the human will, the darkness of passions. Oh, how beautiful the light of my Will shall be! In seeing it, creatures will dispose the devices in their souls in order to connect the wires of the teachings, so as to enjoy and receive the power of the light that the electricity of my Supreme Will contains. Do you want to see what will happen? Look: I take one wire of my teachings linked to your soul, and you emit your voice within the wire. Say: ‘I love You, I adore You, I bless You…’ – whatever you want to say, and be attentive on looking.”
I said ‘I love You’, and that ‘I love You’ changed into characters of light and the electric power of the Supreme Volition multiplied it, in such a way that that ‘I love You’ of light would go through the whole vault of the heavens, fix itself in the sun and in each star, penetrate into Heaven, fix itself in each Blessed, form its crown of light at the foot of the divine throne, and enter even into the bosom of the Supreme Majesty – in sum, wherever the Divine Will was, there it would form its electric light. And Jesus continued: “My daughter, have you seen what power the electricity of the Supreme Fiat has, and how it reaches everywhere? The electricity of the earth diffuses down below at the most – it does not have the power to reach even the stars; but the power of my electricity diffuses down below, up high, in the hearts – everywhere; and when the wires are disposed, with enchanting rapidity it will make its way into the midst of creatures.”
Filled with Joy of the Holy Spirit
Matthew 2:6-10 – And thou Bethlehem the land of Juda art not the least among the princes of Juda: for out of thee shall come forth the captain that shall rule my people Israel. Then Herod, privately calling the wise men, learned diligently of them the time of the star which appeared to them; And sending them into Bethlehem, said: Go and diligently inquire after the child, and when you have found him, bring me word again, that I also may come to adore him. Who having heard the king, went their way; and behold the star which they had seen in the east, went before them, until it came and stood over where the child was. And seeing the star they rejoiced with exceeding great joy.
John 15:11 – These things I have spoken to you, that my joy may be in you, and your joy may be filled.
Acts of the Apostles 2:1-5, 13-15 – And when the days of the Pentecost were accomplished, they were all together in one place: And suddenly there came a sound from heaven, as of a mighty wind coming, and it filled the whole house where they were sitting. And there appeared to them parted tongues as it were of fire, and it sat upon every one of them: And they were all filled with the Holy Ghost, and they began to speak with divers tongues, according as the Holy Ghost gave them to speak. Now there were dwelling at Jerusalem, Jews, devout men, out of every nation under heaven. But others mocking, said: These men are full of new wine. But Peter standing up with the eleven, lifted up his voice, and spoke to them: Ye men of Judea, and all you that dwell in Jerusalem, be this known to you, and with your ears receive my words. For these are not drunk, as you suppose, seeing it is but the third hour of the day.
Acts of the Apostles 13:52 – And the disciples were filled with joy and with the Holy Ghost.
V35 – 8.23.37 – “My daughter, keep listening. See what point a soul Living in My Will can reach: My Will keeps her aware of all Our Works. Our Supreme Being always maintains Its Works in continuous action. For Us, past and future do not exist.
“So, the Heavenly Father Generates continuously His Son, and between Father and Son the Holy Spirit Proceeds. This is the Life in Ourselves, which, as heartbeat and breathing, forms Our Life: Generating and Proceeding continuously. Otherwise We would be lacking Life in the same way as the creature would lack life if she didn’t palpitate and breathe continuously. In this continuous Generating and Proceeding, We form Immense Joys, Happiness and Contents so great that, being unable to contain them within Ourselves, they overflow and form the Joy and the Happiness for the whole of Heaven. From the Immense Goods produced by the continuous Generation of the Word, and by the Proceeding of the Holy Spirit, overflowed the Sumptuousness and Magnificence of the engine of the whole Creation, the Creation of Man, the Conception of the Immaculate Virgin and the descent of the Word upon earth. All this and more is always in action in Our Divine Being; in action like the Father Generating His Son, and the Proceeding of the Holy Spirit.
“Now, one who Lives in Our Will is spectator of these Divine Prodigies. She feels as if she is receiving continuously the Son Generated by the Father, and the Holy Spirit Who always Proceeds. O, how much of Joys, Love and Graces she receives!”