from 5 to 6 in the afternoon
FIRST HOUR
Jesus bids farewell to his Blessed Mother
Preparation for each HOUR
And for those hours that I cannot reflect on, I offer you my willingness to remember them, and I intend to consciously reflect on them whenever I have to devote time to pfulfilling their duties or sleeping.
Accept, O merciful Lord, my loving intention and make it beneficial for me and for all, as if I had effectively and sanctimoniously accomplished what I wish to do.Meanwhile, I thank You, my Jesus, that through prayer You call me to unite myself with You. And to please You even more, I take Your thoughts, Your language, Your Heart, and I intend to pray with them, merging my whole self into Your Will and Your Love. I stretch out my arms to embrace You, I lay my head on Your Heart, and I begin...
Reflections
O Blue Mother, the hour of parting is approaching, and I come to you. O Mother, give me your love and your reparation, give me your pain, for together with you I want to follow beloved Jesus step by step.
And here comes Jesus. With a heart overflowing with love, you run to meet Him, but when you see Him so pale and worried, your heart sinks. from pain, you lose your strength and almost fall at His feet... Oh, my sweet Mother, do you know why beloved Jesus came to you? Ah, He came to to say goodbye to you one last time, to say my last words to you, to receive your last hug! Oh, Mom, I hug you with all the tenderness my poor heart is capable of, so that I can pressand embraced by You, I too could receive the embraces of the adored Jesus. Will You despise me? Is it not a consolation to Your Heart to have close to You a soul who shares Your sufferings, feelings, and reparation?
Oh Jesus, what a lesson you teach us about filial and loving obedience to your Mother in this hour so painful for your most tender Heart! What sweet harmony unites You and Mary! What sweet delight of love that rises to the throne of the Eternal One and extends to bring salvation to all creatures on earth!
Oh, my Heavenly Mother, do you know what your beloved Jesus desires from you? Nothing other than your final blessing. It is true that from every particle of your being flows nothing but blessing and praise for your Creator, but Jesus, in saying goodbye to you, wants to hear the sweet words: I bless you, O Son. And this blessing removes all blasphemy from His ears and flows sweetly and gently into His Heart. Jesus desires your blessing... to cover all the insults He has received from creatures.
I also join you, sweet Mother. On the wings of the wind, I want to go around Heaven to ask the Father, the Holy Spirit, and all the angels to bless you for Jesus and thus bring Him their blessing. And here on earth, I want to go to all creatures and ask every mouth, every heartbeat, every step, every breath, every glance, and every thought for blessings and praise for Jesus. And if no one wants to give them to me, I intend to do so on their behalf. O beloved Mother, after walking around several times, asking the Most Holy Trinity, the angels, all creatures, the light of the sun, the scent of flowers, the waves of the sea, every breath of wind, every spark of fire, every moving leaf, the twinkling of the stars, every tremor of nature, I bless you for Jesus, I come to you and add my blessings to yours.
My beloved Mother, I see that you are experiencing consolation and relief, and you are offering Jesus all my blessings as reparation for the blasphemies and curses that He receives from creatures... As I offer you all this, I hear your trembling voice saying: Son, bless me too!
O my sweet Love, Jesus, bless me too, together with your Mother. Bless my thoughts, my heart, my hands, my deeds, my steps, and together with your Mother, bless all creatures.
Oh, my Mother, looking at the face of the saddened Jesus, pale, sorrowful, and tormented, the memory of the suffering He will soon have to endure comes alive in you. You see in advance His face covered with spittle and you bless it, His head pierced with thorns, His eyes bound, His body torn by whips, His hands and feet pierced with nails, and wherever He goes, you accompany Him with your blessing. I also accompany Him together with you. When Jesus is whipped, crowned with thorns, slapped, pierced with nails, He will find my blessing everywhere along with yours.
Oh Jesus, oh Mother, I sympathize with you. Your pain in these moments is immense. It seems that the Heart of one is tearing apart the Heart of the other. Oh Mother, tear my heart away from the earth and bind it tightly to Jesus, so that, embraced by Him, I may share your sorrows. May I, too, being between your Hearts, receive your last kisses and your last embraces as you cuddle up to each other, embrace each other, and exchange your last glances and last kisses. Can't you see that I cannot live without you, despite my misery and coldness?
Jesus, Mother, keep me close to you, give me your love and your will. Pierce my poor heart with arrows of love, hold me tight in your arms. Together with you, sweet Mother, I want to follow my beloved Jesus step by step, to bring Him comfort, relief, love, and reparation for everyone.
Oh Jesus, together with Your Mother, I kiss Your left foot, asking You to forgive me and all creatures for the many times we have not directed our steps toward God. I kiss Your right foot—forgive me and everyone for the many times we have not walked the path of perfection You expected of us. I kiss Your left hand — give us Your purity. I kiss Your right hand — bless all my heartbeats, thoughts, and feelings, so that, strengthened by Your blessing, they may all be sanctified. And together with me, bless all creatures and confirm with this blessing the salvation of their souls. Jesus, I embrace You together with Your Mother. And kissing Your Heart, I ask You to place my heart between Your Hearts, so that it may constantly be nourished by Your feelings and Your desires and Your own Life. Let it be so.
Thanksgiving after every HOUR
My beloved Jesus, You called me in this HOUR of Your Passion to keep You company, and I came. It seemed to me that I could hear You praying in agony and pain, making reparation, suffering, and you ask for the salvation of souls with the most moving and convincing voice. I have tried to accompany you in everything. And since I must now leave you to attend to my work, I feel obliged to to say thank you and bless you.
Yes, Jesus, I thank You a thousand times over and bless You for everything You have done and suffered for me and for everyone. I thank You and bless You for every drop of blood You shed, for every breath, for every heartbeat, for every step, word, glance, bitterness, and insult You suffered. Everything, O my Jesus, I intend to mark with my thank You and bless You. O my Jesus, make a continuous stream of thanksgiving and blessings flow to You from my whole being, so that I may draw upon myself and upon everyone the stream of Your blessings and Your graces. Oh, Jesus, hold me close to Your Heart and mark every part of my being with Your most holy hands with Your blessing, so that nothing but a constant hymn of praise to You may flow from me.