Cords of pure gold

Jesus, rest your gaze upon me, prepare my soul to receive the kiss of your union, cleanse me. May we live this prayer together, united in every way, in body, in soul, in love and in free will. May this encounter between love created and Love uncreated be a source of Life for all. In this way, hidden in your Love, all the created dissolves in the ardent fire of Love uncreated. Amen. FIAT.

 “Beloved, we are God's children now” (1 Jn, 3:2)

Passage from “Book of Heaven” by Luisa Piccarreta, the Little Daughter of the Divine Will – 26 February 1927 – first section

My lovable Jesus makes me struggle very much for His return.
Oh! how my little soul longs for Him,
reduced, without Him, to be like earth without water and without sun, such that, while I burn with thirst, the darkness is so great that I do not know where to move my step in order to find Him who alone can give the water that quenches my thirst, and who makes the sun rise for me, that gives light to my steps, to find He who moves away from me.

Ah! Jesus! Jesus! Come back! Don't You feel my heartbeat in Yours that calls You, and having no more vital humor, palpitates with difficulty and has no more strength to call You?

But while I was saying this and other things, my Highest Good, Jesus, moved in my interior,
and showed three little cords that, tied together, all three of them, were tied in the depth of my soul.
These cords were descending from Heaven, and were linked to three bells. Jesus was a little child, and with a grace that cannot be described, and all in a haste, He took the little cords in His tiny little hands and pulled them strongly – but so much that it seemed that those bells formed a peal so loud in Heaven, that the whole of Heaven would come out to see who it was that was sounding with such haste and might as to call the attention of Heaven.

I too remained stupefied, and my sweet Jesus told me:
“My daughter, the soul in whom My Will reigns has little cords of most pure gold,
that descend from the Power of the Father,
from the Wisdom of Me, the Son,
from the Love of the Holy Spirit.

As she operates, loves, prays, suffers,
I take the little cords in My hands,
and I put Our Power, Wisdom and Love in motion,
for the good and the glory of all the Blessed and of all creatures. This is why all came out to enjoy the feast of your act.
So, as you see, the acts of the soul in whom My Will reigns are formed in Heaven, in the womb of her Creator;
they descend upon earth through the three cords of Our Power, Wisdom and Love,
and ascend again to their source, to bring back the glory due to Us.
And I delight very much in pulling these cords, so as to make everyone hear the sound of these mysterious bells.”

Let us pray 

Lord, on this day, allow me to be particularly careful to place my acts in your Will… When my soul does all things in your Will, may the bells that you ring sound like bells down to this earth. I know how much their sound must be prettier, grander, gentler and more harmonious that the sounds that we hear down here; they are a prelude of Heaven.


Let us pray together, we who long for communion in these Easter days; the trial is difficult, our soul wants to receive you on this holy day. Jesus, we unite ourselves with You to live in the Joy of Life, therefore in your Will, with your Love, we say this prayer: (click “Pray”).

Community prayer

Act of Spiritual Communion (by Mgr Raymond Centène)

Lord Jesus, I firmly believe that You are present in the Holy Sacrament of the Eucharist. I love You more than anything and I desire You with all my soul. “My body longs for you, like a dry, weary land without water.” (Psalm 62) I want to receive You today with all the love of the Virgin Mary, with the joy and the fervor of the Saints. Since I am prevented from receiving You sacramentally, come at least spiritually to visit my soul. In this time of absence, may this Eucharistic fast to which I am subjected bring me in communion with Your sufferings, especially with the feeling of abandon that You felt on the Cross when You cried out: “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” May this sacramental fast bring me in communion with the sentiments of Your Most Holy Mother and of St Joseph when they lost You in the temple of Jerusalem; with the sentiments of Your Holy Mother when she received You, lifeless, at the foot of the Cross. May this Eucharistic fast bring me in communion with the suffering of Your mystical Body, the Church, throughout the world where persecution, or the absence of priests, are obstacles to sacramental life. May this Eucharistic fast bring me to understand that the Eucharist is an over-abundant gift of Your love and not a given for my spiritual comfort. May this Eucharistic fast be a reparation for all the times when I received you with a heart that was badly prepared, cold, indifferent, without love nor thanksgiving. May this Eucharistic fast ever increase my hunger to receive You truly and substantially in Your body, Your blood, Your soul and Your divinity when the circumstances will allow me. And until then, Lord Jesus, come to visit us spiritually through Your grace to strengthen us in our trials. Maranatha, come Lord Jesus.

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Let your speech always be gracious, seasoned with salt, so that you may know how you ought to answer everyone. Col 4:6

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