My dearest daughter, I had to write the first letter of this year to Our Lord and Our Lady, and here is the second in which, O my daughter, I will wish you a good year and that we dedicate our heart to divine goodness. May we we live this year, and use it as the basis for eternal years!
This morning, upon awakening, I cried.. Live Jesus! and would have liked this sacred oil to spread over the face of the earth.
“When a balm is closed in a jar, no one knows how to discern what the liquor is, except the one who put it there, but when we open the vial and pour a few drops, each says: This is the balm. My dear daughter, our dear baby Jesus was full of the balm of salvation.
This is why St. Joseph and Our Lady and all the neighborhood began to cry: Jesus, which means Savior.
May it please the Divine Baby to soak our hearts in … and the scent of his holy name…!”