Accountability
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September 2, 2017. Saturday Memorial of the Blessed Virgin Mary
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Matthew
25:14-30
Jesus told his disciples this parable: "A man who was going on a journey called in his servants and entrusted his possessions to them. To one he gave five talents; to another, two; to a third, one -- to each according to his ability. Then he went away. Immediately the one who received five talents went and traded with them, and made another five. Likewise, the one who received two made another two. But the man who received one went off and dug a hole in the ground and buried his master´s money. After a long time the master of those servants came back and settled accounts with them. The one who had received five talents came forward bringing the additional five. He said, ´Master, you gave me five talents. See, I have made five more.´ His master said to him, ´Well done, my good and faithful servant. Since you were faithful in small matters, I will give you great responsibilities. Come, share your master´s joy.´ Then the one who had received two talents also came forward and said, ´Master, you gave me two talents. See, I have made two more.´ His master said to him, ´Well done, my good and faithful servant. Since you were faithful in small matters, I will give you great responsibilities. Come, share your master´s joy.´ Then the one who had received the one talent came forward and said, ´Master, I knew you were a demanding person, harvesting where you did not plant and gathering where you did not scatter; so out of fear I went off and buried your talent in the ground. Here it is back.´ His master said to him in reply, ´You wicked, lazy servant! So you knew that I harvest where I did not plant and gather where I did not scatter? Should you not then have put my money in the bank so that I could have got it back with interest on my return? Now then! Take the talent from him and give it to the one with ten. For to everyone who has, more will be given and he will grow rich; but from the one who has not, even what he has will be taken away. And throw this useless servant into the darkness outside, where there will be wailing and grinding of teeth.´"
Introductory Prayer: Lord, I come to You again in prayer. Even
though I cannot see You, I know through faith that You are present in my
life. I hope in Your promise to be with me. I love You, and I know You love
me. Accept this prayer as a token of my love.
Petition: Teach me, Lord, to take all that you have given me and make it
produce fruit for your kingdom.
1. God’s Gifts: The Gospel tells us clearly that God
distributes his gifts among us as he wills, and he entrusts each one of us
with a mission. He gives us what we need to produce fruits for his kingdom,
and he expects us to use those gifts responsibly and diligently. No two
people are exactly alike, and God treats each one individually as a unique
person made in his image. We need to live before God and respond to him
sincerely by using to the maximum the talents he has given us. Are we making
the best use of all that God has given us, or have we neglected some things
and taken others for granted? Might we be committing a sin of omission with
regards to some of our talents?
2. Life as a Mission: The servants who invest the talents and make
a return on them have understood the purpose of their lives and the time they
have at their disposal. These servants were generous with everything their
master had given them, making it bear fruit, and they received from him the
reward of greater intimacy and more responsibility. Each of us is also given
a limited amount of time in life to use our various gifts to give glory to
God and help save other souls. We too should work every day to hear those
words: “Well done, good and faithful servant.”
3. The Useless Servant: How often we are paralyzed by fear or false
prudence into doing nothing, into trying just to preserve ourselves!
Sometimes we don’t take God’s gifts seriously or think we have been given
very little, and we use that as a rationalization for making no effort or for
producing little for God. We blame circumstances or others; but the fact is
we are neglecting to produce the fruits God wants. The master didn’t expect a
return of five talents from the servant to whom he gave only one. He would
have been happy with a return of one more, but the lazy servant closed in on
his egoism, self-love and laziness. We must resolve to use our God-given
talents wisely so as to net him a big return.
Conversation with Christ: Lord, give me the grace and love to work for
Your kingdom with all the talents that You have given me. Let me return them
all to You with real fruits for Your kingdom.
Resolution: I will make a plan for evangelizing other souls and look for
fruits of holiness in others.
Excerpts from the
DIARY of Saint Faustina Kowalska
83 Write this: before I come as the just Judge, I am
coming first as the King of Mercy. Before the day of justice arrives, there
will be given to people a sign in the heavens of this sort: All light in the
heavens will be extinguished, and there will be great darkness over the whole
earth. Then the sign of the cross will be seen in the sky, and from the
openings where the hands and the feet of the Savior were nailed will come
forth great lights which will light up the earth for a period of time. This
will take place shortly before the last day.
112 +A few words about confession and confessors. I shall
speak only of what I have experienced and gone through within my own soul.
There are three things which hinder the soul from drawing profit from
confession in these exceptional moments.
The first thing: when the confessor has little knowledge of extraordinary ways and shows surprise if a soul discloses to him the great mysteries worked in it by God. Such surprise frightens a sensitive soul, and it notices that the confessor hesitates to give his opinion; and if it does notice this, it will not be set at peace, but will have even more doubts after confession than before, because it will sense that the confessor is trying to set it at peace while he himself is uncertain. Or else, as has happened to me, a confessor, unable to penetrate some of the soul's mysteries, refuses to hear the confession, showing a certain fear when the soul approaches the confessional. How can a soul in this state obtain peace in the confessional when it has become so oversensitive to every word of the priest? In my opinion, at times of such special trials sent by God to a soul, the priest, if he does not understand the soul, should direct it to some other experienced and well-instructed confessor. Or else he himself should seek light in order to give the soul what it needs, instead of downrightly denying it confession. For in this way he is exposing the soul to a great danger; and more than one soul may well leave the road along which God wanted it to journey. This is a matter of great importance, for I have experienced it myself. I myself began to waver; despite special gifts from God, and even though God himself reassured me, I have nevertheless always wanted to have the Church's seal as well. The second thing: the confessor does not allow the soul to express itself frankly, and shows impatience. The soul then falls silent and does not say everything [it has to say] and, by this, profits nothing. It profits even less when the confessor, without really knowing the soul, proceeds to put it to the test. Instead of helping the soul, he does it harm. The soul is aware that the confessor does not know it, because he did not allow it to lay itself open fully as regards both its graces and its misery. And so the test is ill-adapted. I have been submitted to some tests at which I have had to laugh. I will express this better thus: The confessor is the doctor of the soul, but how can a doctor prescribe a suitable remedy if he does not know the nature of the sickness? Never will he be able to do so. For either the remedy will not produce the desired effect, or else it will be too strong and will aggravate the illness, and sometimes-God forbid-even bring about death. I am speaking from my own experience because, in certain instances, it was the Lord himself who directly sustained me. The third thing: it also happens sometimes that the confessor makes light of little things. There is nothing little in the spiritual life. Sometimes a seemingly insignificant thing will disclose a matter of great consequence and will be for the confessor a beam of light which helps him to get to know the soul. Many spiritual undertones are concealed in little things. A magnificent building will never rise if we reject the insignificant bricks. God demands great purity of certain souls, and so He gives them a deeper knowledge of their own misery. Illuminated by light from on high, the soul can better know what pleases God and what does not. Sin depends upon the degree of knowledge and light that exists within the soul. The same is true of imperfections. Although the soul knows that it is only sin in the strict sense of the term which pertains to the sacrament of penance, yet these petty things are of great importance to a soul which is tending to sanctity, and the confessor must not treat them lightly. The patience and kindness of the confessor open the way to the innermost secrets of the soul. The soul, unconsciously as it were, reveals its abysmal depth and feels stronger and more resistant; it fights with greater courage and tries to do things better because it knows it must give an account of them. I will mention one more thing regarding the confessor. It is his duty to occasionally put to the test, to try, to exercise, to learn whether he is dealing with straw, with iron or with pure gold. Each of these three types of souls needs different kinds of training. The confessor must-and this is absolutely necessary-form a clear judgment of each soul in order to know how heavy a burden it can carry at certain times, in certain circumstances, or in particular situations. As for myself, it was only later on, after many [negative] experiences, that, when I saw that I was not understood, I no longer laid bare my soul or allowed my peace to be disturbed. But this happened only when all these graces had already been submitted to the judgement of a wise, well-instructed and experienced confessor. Now I know what to go by in certain cases.
145 Oh, how wretched my soul is for having wasted so many
graces! I was running away from God, and He pursued me with his graces. I
most often experienced God's graces when I least expected them. From the
moment He gave me a spiritual director, I have been more faithful to grace.
Thanks to the director and his watchfulness over my soul, I have learned what
guidance means and how Jesus looks at it. Jesus warned me of the least fault
and stressed that He himself judges the matter that I present to my
confessor; and [He told me] that ... any transgressions against the
confessor touch Me myself.
When under his direction my soul began to experience deep recollection and peace, I often heard these words in my soul: Strengthen yourself for combat - repeated over and over at various times. +Jesus often makes known to me what He does not like in my soul, and He has more than once rebuked me for what seemed to be trifles, but which were, in fact, things of great importance. He has warned me and tried me like a Master. For many years He himself educated me, until the moment when He gave me a spiritual director. Previously, He himself had made clear to me what I did not understand; but now, He tells me to ask my confessor about everything and often says, I will answer you through his mouth. Be at peace. It has never happened to me that I have received an answer which was contrary to what the Lord wanted of me, when I presented it to the spiritual director [Father Sopocko]. It sometimes happens that Jesus first asks certain things of me, about which no one knows anything, and then, when I kneel at the confessional, my confessor gives me the same order-however, this is infrequent. +When, over a long period of time, a soul has received much light and many inspirations, and when the confessors have confirmed the source of these inspirations and set the soul at peace; if its love is great, Jesus now makes it known that it is time to put into action what it has received. The soul recognizes that God is counting on it, and this knowledge fortifies it. It knows that to be faithful it will often have to face various difficulties, but it trusts in God and, thanks to this trust, it reaches that point to which God is calling it. Difficulties do not terrify it; they are its daily bread, as it were. They do not frighten or terrify the soul, just as a warrior who is constantly in battle is not terrified by the roar of the cannon. Far from being frightened, it listens to determine from which side the enemy is launching his attack, in order to defeat him. It does nothing blindly, but examines and ponders everything deeply and, not counting on itself, it prays fervently and asks advice of other warriors who are experienced and wise. When the soul acts in this way, it nearly always wins. There are attacks when a soul has no time to think or seek advice; then it must enter into a life-or-death struggle. Sometimes it is good to flee for cover in the wound of the Heart of Jesus, without answering a single word. By this very act the enemy is already defeated. In time of peace, as well, the soul continues making efforts, just as in time of battle. It must exercise itself, and do so with energy; otherwise it has no chance of attaining victory. I regard the time of peace as a time of preparation for victory. The soul must be ever watchful; watchfulness and again, watchfulness. The soul that reflects receives much light. A distracted soul runs the risk of a fall, and let it not be surprised when it does fall. O Spirit of God, Director of the soul, wise is he whom You have trained! But for the Spirit of God to act in the soul, peace and recollection are needed.
282 Once the Lord said to me, My Heart was moved by
great mercy towards you, My dearest child, when I saw you torn to shreds
because of the great pain you suffered in repenting for your sins. I see your
love, so pure and true that I give you first place among the virgins. You are
the honor and glory of My Passion. I see every abasement of your soul, and
nothing escapes my attention. I lift up the humble even to my very throne,
because I want it so.
374 J.M.J Vilnius, Februrary 4, 1935
[page in the Dairy with the words "From today on my will does not exist" crossed out with a large 'X'] The moment I knelt down to cross out my own will, as the Lord had bid me to do, I heard this voice in my soul:From today on, do not fear God's judgment, for you will not be judged [The next page has...] J.M.J Vilnius, February 4, 1935 From today on, I do the Will of God everywhere, always, and in everything.[88]
378 Once as I was talking with my spiritual director, I
had an interior vision-quicker than lightning-of his soul in great suffering,
in such agony that God touches very few souls with such fire. The suffering
arises from this work. There will come a time when this work, which God is
demanding so very much, will be as though utterly undone. And then God will
act with great power, which will give evidence of its authenticity. It will
be a new splendor for the Church, although it has been dormant in it from
long ago. That God is infinitely merciful, no one can deny. He desires
everyone to know this before He comes again as Judge. He wants souls to come
to know Him first as King of Mercy. When this triumph comes, we shall already
have entered the new life in which there is no suffering. But before this,
your soul [of the spiritual director] will be surfeited with bitterness at
the sight of the destruction of your efforts. However, this will only appear
to be so, because what God has once decided upon, He does not change. But
although this destruction will be such only in outward appearance, the
suffering will be real. When will this happen? I do not know. How long will
it last? I do not know.[89]
But God has promised a great grace especially to you and to all those... who
will proclaim My great mercy. I shall protect them Myself at the hour of
death, as My own glory. And even if the sins of soul are as dark as night,
when the sinner turns to My mercy he gives Me the greatest praise and is the
glory of My Passion. When a soul praises My goodness, Satan trembles before
it and flees to the very bottom of hell.
423 Praise the Lord, my soul, for everything, and glorify
His mercy, for His goodness is without end. Everything will pass, but His
mercy is without limit or end. And although evil will attain its measure, in
mercy there is no measure.
O my God, even in the punishments You send down upon the earth I see the abyss of Your mercy, for by punishing us here on earth You free us from eternal punishment. Rejoice, all you creatures, for you are closer to God in His infinite mercy than a baby to its mother's heart. O God, You are compassion itself for the greatest sinners who sincerely repent. The greater the sinner, the greater his right to God's mercy.
496 Confession Day. From early morning, the turmoil in my
soul was more violent than anything I had ever experienced before. Complete
abandonment by God; I felt the utter weakness that I was. Thoughts bore in
upon me: why should I leave this convent where I am loved by the sisters and
superiors, where life is so tranquil; [where I am] bound by perpetual vows
and carry out my duties without difficulty; why should I listen to the voice
of my conscience; why follow an inspiration coming from who knows where;
wouldn't it be better to carry on like all the other sisters? Perhaps the
Lord's words could be stifled, not taken heed of; maybe God will not demand
an account of them on the day of judgment. Where will this inner voice lead
me? If I follow it, what tremendous difficulties, tribulations and
adversities are in store for me. I fear the future, and I am agonizing in the
present.
This suffering continued with the same intensity throughout the whole day. When, in the evening, my turn came for confession, I could not make a full confession, even though I had been preparing for a long time. I received absolution and left, not knowing what was going on within me. When I went to bed, the suffering grew even worse; or rather, it changed into a fire which penetrated all the faculties of my soul like lightning, piercing me to the marrow, and to the most secret recesses of my heart. In the midst of this suffering, I was unable to bring myself to do anything. "Your will be done, Lord." At times I could not even think these words. Truly, a deadly fear had taken hold of me, and the flames of hell were touching me. Toward morning, silence set in, and my tribulations disappeared in the twinkling of an eye, but I felt so frightfully exhausted that I could not even move. During my conversation with Mother Superior, my strength returned bit by bit, but God alone knows how I felt throughout that whole day.
566 One day, after Holy Communion, I suddenly saw the
Infant Jesus standing by my kneeler and holding on to it with His two little
hands. Although He was but a little Child, my soul was filled with awe and
fear, for I see in Him my Judge, my Lord, and my Creator, before whose
holiness the Angels tremble. At the same time, my soul was flooded with such
unspeakable love that I thought I would die under its influence. I now see
that Jesus first strengthens my soul and makes it capable of abiding with
Him, for otherwise I would not be able to bear what I experience at such a
moment.
660 O my Jesus, on the day of the last judgment, You will
demand from me an account of this work of mercy. O just Judge, but my Spouse
as well, help me to do Your holy will. O mercy, O divine virtue!
O most merciful Heart of Jesus, my Betrothed, make my heart like unto Yours.
717 All night long, I was preparing to receive Holy
Communion, since I could not sleep because of physical suffering. My soul was
flooded with love and repentance.
852 Today the Lord's gaze shot through me suddenly, like
lightning. At once, I came to know the tiniest specks in my soul, and knowing
the depths of my misery, I fell to my knees and begged the Lord's pardon, and
with great trust I immersed myself in His infinite mercy. Such knowledge does
not depress me nor keep me away from the Lord, but rather it arouses in my
soul greater love and boundless trust. The repentance of my heart is linked
to love. These extraordinary flashes from the Lord educate my soul. O sweet
rays of God, enlighten me to the most secret depth, for I want to arrive at
the greatest possible purity of heart and soul.
854 December 29, [1936]. Today after Holy Communion, I
heard a voice in my soul: My daughter, stand ready, for I will come
unexpectedly. Jesus, You do not want to tell me the hour I am looking
forward to with such longing? My daughter, it is for your own good. You
will learn it, but not now; keep watch. O Jesus, do with me as You
please. I know You are the merciful Savior and You will not change towards me
at the hour of my death. If at this time you are showing me so much special
love, and are condescending to unite Yourself with me is such an intimate way
and with such great kindness, I expect even more at the hour of my death.
You, my Lord-God, cannot change. You are always the same. Heaven can change,
as well as everything that is created; but You, Lord, are ever the same and
will endure forever. So come as You like and when You like. Father of
infinite mercy, I, Your child, wait longingly for Your coming. O Jesus, You
said in the Holy Gospel, "Out of your mouth do I judge you." Well,
Jesus, I am always speaking of Your inconceivable mercy, so I trust that You
will judge me according to Your unfathomable mercy.
895 January 23, [1937]. I did not feel like writing today.
Then I heard a voice in my soul:My daughter, you do not live for yourself
but for souls; write for their benefit. You know that My will as to your
writing has been confirmed many times by your confessors. You know what is
pleasing to Me, and if you have any doubts about what I am saying, you also
know whom you are to ask. I grant him light to pronounce judgment on my case.
My eye watches over him. My daughter, you are to be like a child towards him,
full of simplicity and candor. Put his judgment above all My demands. He will
guide you according to My will. If he doesn't allow you to carry out My
demands, be at peace; I will not judge you, but the matter will remain
between Me and him. You are to be obedient.
934 Small practices for Lent. Although I wish and desire
to do so, I cannot practice big mortifications as before, because I am under
the strict surveillance of the doctor. But I can practice little things:
first-sleep without a pillow; keep myself a little hungry; every day, with my
arms outstretched, say the chaplet which the Lord taught me; occasionally,
with arms outstretched, for an indefinite period of time pray informally.
Intention: to beg divine mercy for poor sinners, and for priests, the power
to bring sinful hearts to repentance.
1052 O my Jesus, I beg You on behalf of the whole Church:
Grant it love and the light of Your Spirit, and give power to the words of
priests so that hardened hearts might be brought to repentance and return to
You, O Lord. Lord, give us holy priests; You yourself maintain them in
holiness. O Divine and Great High Priest, may the power of Your mercy
accompany them everywhere and protect them from the devil's traps and snares
which are continually being set for the souls of priests. May the power of Your
mercy, O Lord, shatter and bring to naught all that might tarnish the
sanctity of priests, for You can do all things.
1054 When Jesus was taking leave of me, such great pain
filled my soul that it is impossible to express it. Physical strength left me;
I left the chapel quickly and went to bed. I was oblivious of what was going
on around me. My soul was filled with longing for the Lord, and all the
bitterness of His Divine Heart was imparted to me. This lasted for about
three hours. I asked the Lord to protect me from the eyes of those around me.
Although I wanted to, I could not take any food all day, until evening.
I earnestly desired to spend the whole night with Jesus in the dark prison cell. [184] I prayed until eleven o'clock. At eleven, the Lord said to me, Lie down and take your rest. I have let you experience in three hours what I suffered during the whole night. And immediately I went to bed. I had no physical strength left; the suffering had deprived me of it completely. Throughout all this time, I had been in a sort of swoon. Every beat of Jesus' Heart was reflected in my heart and pierced my soul. If these tortures had concerned me only, I would have suffered less; but as I looked at the One whom my heart has loved with all its might and saw that He was suffering, and that I could not bring Him any relief, my heart dissolved in love and bitterness. I was dying with Him, and yet I could not die. But I would not have exchanged that martyrdom for all the pleasures in the whole world. In the course of this suffering, my love grew immeasurably. I know that the Lord was supporting me with His omnipotence, for otherwise I would not have been able to endure it for even a moment. Together with Him, I underwent, in a special way, all the various tortures. The world still has no idea of all that Jesus suffered. I accompanied Him to the Garden of Gethsemane; I stayed with Him in the prison; I went with Him before the judges; I underwent with Him each of the tortures. Not a single one of His movements or looks escaped my notice. I came to know all the omnipotence of His love and of His mercy toward souls.
1064 + O my most sweet Master, good Jesus, I give You my
heart. You shape and mold it after Your liking. O fathomless love, I open the
calyx of my heart to You, like a rosebud to the freshness of dew. To You
alone, my Betrothed, is known the fragrance of the flower of my heart. Let
the fragrance of my sacrifice be pleasing to You. O Immortal God, my
everlasting delight, already here on earth You are my heaven. May every beat
of my heart be a new hymn of praise to You, O Holy Trinity! Had I as many
hearts as there are drops of water in the ocean or grains of sand in the
whole world, I would offer them all to You, O my Love, O Treasure of my
heart! Whomever I shall meet in my life, no matter who they may be, I want to
draw them all to love You, O my Jesus, my Beauty, my Repose, my sole Master,
Judge, Savior and Spouse, all in one; I know that one title will modify the
other-I have entrusted everything to Your mercy.
1074 When I went for adoration, I heard these words: My
beloved daughter, write down these words, that today My Heart has rested in
this convent [the Cracow house]. Tell the world about My mercy and My
love.
The flames of mercy are burning me. I desire to pour them out upon human souls. Oh, what pain they cause Me when they do not want to accept them! My daughter, do whatever is within your power to spread devotion to My mercy. I will make up for what you lack. Tell aching mankind to snuggle close to My merciful Heart, and I will fill it -with peace. Tell [all people], My daughter, that I am Love and Mercy itself. When a soul approaches Me with trust, I fill it with such an abundance of graces that it cannot contain them within itself, but radiates them to other souls.
1075 Souls who spread the honor of My mercy I shield
through their entire lives as a tender mother her infant, and at the hour of
death I will not be a Judge for them, but the Merciful Savior. At that last
hour, a soul has nothing with which to defend itself except My mercy. Happy
is the soul that during its lifetime immersed itself in the Fountain of
Mercy, because justice will have no hold on it.
1076 Write this: Everything that exists is enclosed in
the bowels of My mercy, more deeply than an infant in its mother's womb. How
painfully distrust of My goodness wounds Me! Sins of distrust wound Me most
painfully.
1093 + O Jesus, shield me with Your mercy and also judge
me leniently, or else Your justice may rightly damn me.
1146 [Let] the greatest sinners place their trust in My
mercy. They have the right before others to trust in the abyss of My mercy.
My daughter, write about My mercy towards tormented souls. Souls that make an
appeal to My mercy delight Me. To such souls I grant even more graces than
they ask. I cannot punish even the greatest sinner if he makes an appeal to
My compassion, but on the contrary, I justify him in My unfathomable and inscrutable
mercy. Write: before I come as a just Judge, I first open wide the door of My
mercy. He who refuses to pass through the door of My mercy must pass through
the door of My justice...
1158 A member of this group ought to perform at least one
act of mercy a day; at least one, but there can be many more, for such deeds
can easily be carried out by anyone, even the very poorest. For there are
three ways of performing an act of mercy: the merciful word, by forgiving and
by comforting; secondly, if you can offer no word, then pray-that too is
mercy; and thirdly, deeds of mercy. And when the Last Day comes, we shall be
judged from this, and on this basis we shall receive the eternal verdict.
1159 God's floodgates have been opened for us. Let us want
to take advantage of them before the day of God's justice arrives. And that
will be a dreadful day!
1317 I understand Your words, Lord, and the magnitude of
the mercy that ought to shine in my soul. Jesus: I know, My daughter, that
you understand it and that you do everything within your power. But write
this for the many souls who are often worried because they do not have the
material means with which to carry out an act of mercy. Yet spiritual mercy,
which requires neither permissions nor storehouses, is much more meritorious
and is within the grasp of every soul. If a soul does not exercise mercy
somehow or other, it will not obtain My mercy on the day of judgment. Oh, if
only souls knew how to gather eternal treasure for themselves, they would not
be judged, for they would forestall My judgment with their mercy.
1515 + I spent this whole night
with Jesus in the dark dungeon. This was a night of adoration. The sisters
were praying in the chapel, and I was uniting myself with them in spirit,
because poor health prevents me from going to the chapel. But all night long
I could not fall asleep, so I spent the night in the dark prison with Jesus.
Jesus gave me to know of the sufferings He experienced there. The world will
learn about them on the day of judgment.
1528 + When I complained to the
Lord Jesus about a certain person [saying], "Jesus, how can this person
pass judgment like that, even about an intention?" the Lord answered, Do
not be surprised. That soul does not even know her own self, so how could she
pass a fair judgment on another soul?
(Diary of Sister Faustina Kowalska
Notebook-I- 83, 112, 145, 282, 374, 378, 423, 496)
(Diary of Sister Faustina Kowalska
Notebook-II-566, 660, 717, 852, 854, 895, 934)
(Diary of Sister Faustina Kowalska
Notebook-III-1052, 1054, 1064, 1074-1076, 1093)
(Diary of Sister Faustina Kowalska
Notebook-III-1146, 1158-1159)
(Diary of Sister Faustina Kowalska
Notebook-IV-1317)
(Diary of Sister Faustina Kowalska
Notebook-V-1515, 1528)
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