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Today, the Lord’s gaze shot through me suddenly, like lightning. At once, I came
to know the tiniest specks in my soul. Knowing the depths of my misery, I fell to
my knees, begged the Lord’s pardon, and with great trust I immersed myself in
His infinite mercy. Such knowledge of my wretchedness does not depress me nor
keep me away from the Lord. Rather it arouses in my soul greater love and
boundless trust for Him. For the repentance from my heart is linked to love and
these extraordinary flashes from the Lord sorely 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 (Diary, # 852).
(7.3) Even a Faint Attachment to a Creature Displeases God (Diary, # 71, xxxiii)
Between June 1930 to November 1932, while at the Plock house to undergo medical
treatment; at times Sr. Faustina also stayed at the Biala House, 10 kilometers away, assigned to
decorate the chapel with flowers. She frequently did it alone, since the other Sister was not
always available.
One day, she intended to use the loveliest flowers that she had just picked, to decorate a
person’s room with it, instead of using it in the chapel as she used to do. As she neared the porch
towards the identified room, Jesus appeared to her shortly and asked her, “My daughter, to whom
are you taking these flowers?” She remained speechless, realizing at that very instant, her faint
attachment to the person in question. Feeling very humbled and remorseful, she suddenly threw
the flowers to the floor, and immediately went before the Blessed Sacrament. At the same time,
she felt very grateful to God for His grace that allowed her to realize her weakness or attachment
to creatures. She concluded with a prayer, “O Divine Sun, in Your rays the soul sees the tiniest
specks of dust which displease You.”
This incident and other occasions during the day, also come as a reminder, to live in the
now or the present moment, as if there were no tomorrow, in harmony with God’s will, and for
His glory (Diary, # 1183). Sr. Faustina wrote in her Diary:
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