My daughter, all your miseries have been consumed in the flame of My love, like a little twig thrown into a roaring fire. By humbling yourself in this way, you draw upon yourself and upon other souls an entire sea of My mercy. (Diary 178).

Turn to any page of St. Faustina's Diary, and you'll find spiritual gems. Like this one:In an instant all God’s graces appeared before the eyes of my soul, and I saw myself so wretched and ungrateful toward God. (178)

Turn to any page of St. Faustina's Diary, and you'll find spiritual gems. Like this one:The abyss of my misery was constantly before my eyes. Every time I entered the chapel … I experienced even worse torments and temptations. … “This is a sign,” [the priest] told me, “that God loves you very much and that He has great confidence in you ...” (77)