2nd Round in the Divine Will The Creation of the Sea and Wind - Day 5

2nd Round in the Divine Will

The Creation of the Sea and Wind

                           

The Storm on the Sea of Galilee is a 1633 oil-on-canvas painting by the Dutch Golden Age painter Rembrandt van Rijn

Jesus, my life, your Fiat drives me on. And now I behold the sea. And what is this sound I hear? It is the sound of the sea’s continuous murmuring, the symbol of your eternal motion that never ceases. I enter into your infinite and ceaseless divine motion that creates all and gives life to all. I make this eternal motion of yours my own so as to offer You all things in return, and implore on behalf of all the reign of Kingdom of your [Divine] Will. Behold me, O Jesus, within your incessant motion that transports me up to heaven and into the ocean’s deepest abyss. Wherever I discern your motion, life or murmuring, I issue forth my incessant cry: “I love You, I adore You, I thank You, I bless You and I glorify You!” Investing with my voice the murmuring of the sea, the darting of the fish, the waves both stormy and calm, I implore the Kingdom of your Fiat! O Jesus, listen to every drop of water whose murmuring cries out like many voices: “Fiat, Fiat!” It seems like the roaring waves wish to unleash the bosom of the sea to make your Will emerge – your Will that prevails over them – to exercise dominion and enclose within itself all souls so they your Divine Fiat may reign in them.

In this sea I come to praise and love You Jesus: in its murmuring I praise and love your incessant motion; in its huge waves your fortitude and justice; in its clear and limpid waters your purity that knows no blemish; in its grandeur all of your grace and your immensity that envelop and conceal everything within itself. Wherefore I ask You, O Jesus, to make your children virtuous, strong and pure, whereby they may live concealed and immersed in your Most Holy Will, so they may excel in this very motion of yours that brought into being.

Jesus, my life, I now contemplate16 the wind to love, praise, bless and proclaim the power of your Will that exercises dominion over it – its cooling freshness, its raw power and impetuous force capable of uprooting, demolishing and carrying off whatever it comes across… One moment the wind groans, the next it howls, but it is the love of your Divine Will that groans in the wind and seeks to be recognized. Aware that no one is listening, it howls and speaks with a mysterious voice, seeking your Will to reign and demanding its supremacy in all creatures.

How many of your beautiful divine qualities do the veils of these winds conceal! Whence I entreat You with the sovereignty of your Supreme Will, make your kingdom come and reign among us; may it rule over us so that no one will ever be able to resist it. May your [Divine] Will draw them with its freshness – make use of its raw power and fury to demolish in them the human will, to raise it up and captivate them [all]. May everyone hear your continued groans, and if You see they refuse to listen, howl through the wind however loudly with the mysterious voice of your [Divine] Will so that, deafened by this voice, everyone may acknowledge and surrender to your Holy Will.

So, my love, I make my flight on the wings of the wind, and ask You within the wind to hasten the reign of the Kingdom of your [Divine] Fiat. In every draft of wind I impart to every soul the captivating kiss, caresses and embraces of your Divine Will, so that there may be peace among us and mankind may return to [divine] order that God established in [the Fiat of] Creation.

16 In In the original Italian manuscript Luisa states, “… I make my round in the wind”.