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Turn to any page of St. Faustina's Diary, and you'll find spiritual gems, like this one:
Today, I begin a new assignment. I go from the garden to the desert of the gate. I went in to talk to the Lord for a while. I asked Him for a blessing and for graces to faithfully carry out the duties entrusted to me. I heard these words: My daughter, I am always with you. I have given you the opportunity to practice deeds of mercy which you will perform according to obedience. You will give Me much pleasure if, each evening, you will speak to Me especially about this task. I felt that Jesus had given me a new grace in relation to my new duties; but, despite this, I have locked myself deeper in His Heart (Diary, 1267).

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Are you ever afraid for your own physical safety? Turn to any page of St. Faustina's Diary, and you'll find spiritual gems. Like this one:When I heard how dangerous it was to be at the gate these days because of revolutionary disturbances and how many evil people have a hatred for convents, I went in and had a talk with the Lord and asked Him to so arrange it that no evil person would dare come to the gate. Then I heard these words: My daughter, the moment you went to the gate I set a Cherub over it to guard it. Be at peace. (1271)
Turn to any page of St. Faustina’s Diary, and you find spiritual gems. Like this one: Lie down and take your rest. I have let you experience in three hours what I suffered during the whole night … My host, you are refreshment for My tormented Heart (1054 - 1056) #StFaustina #DiscoveringTheDiary
Turn to any page of St. Faustina's Diary, and you'll find spiritual gems like this one:Suddenly, I found myself in a strange cottage where an elderly man was dying amidst great torments. … When I began to pray …  The soul became calm and, filled with trust, rested in the Lord. At the same moment, I found myself again in my own room. How this happens... I do not know. (Diary of Saint Maria Faustina Kowalska, 1797)