Hello, I am Father Joe Roche of the Marian Fathers of the Immaculate Conception.

Thank you for joining us as we continue with our year-long journey

reading the diary of St. Maria Faustina Kowalska from beginning to end.

Today we take up from where we left off, beginning with diary entry number 474.

In the evening, when I was in my cell, beginning with diary entry number 474.

In the evening, when I was in my cell, I saw an angel, the executor of divine wrath.

He was clothed in a dazzling robe, his face gloriously bright, a cloud beneath his feet.

From the cloud, bolts of thunder and flashes of lightning

were springing into his hands, and from his hand they were going forth, and only then were they

striking the earth. When I saw this sign of divine wrath, which was about to strike the earth, and in particular

a certain place, which for good reasons I cannot name, I began to implore the angel to hold

off for a few moments, and the world would do penance.

But my plea was a mere nothing in the face of the divine anger. Just then I saw the Most

Holy Trinity. The greatness of its majesty pierced me deeply, and I did not dare to repeat my

entreaties. At that very moment I felt in my soul the power of Jesus' grace which dwells in my soul.

When I became conscious of this grace, I was instantly snatched up before the throne of God.

Oh, how great is our Lord and God, and how incomprehensible His holinessiness. I will make no attempt to describe this greatness,

because before long we shall all see him as he is. I found myself pleading with God for the world,

with words heard interiorly. As I was praying in this manner, I saw the angel's helplessness.

He could not carry out the just punishment which was rightly due for sins.

Never before had I prayed with such inner power as I did then.

The words with which I entreated God are these. Eternal Father,

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