Hello, I'm 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 Kavalska from beginning to end.

Today, we take up from where we left off, beginning with diary entry number 74.

The Confession of One of Our Words One day I felt driven to take steps to see to it

that the Feast of Mercy be instituted and the image of the merciful Jesus be painted

and I could find no peace.

Something was pervading my whole being, and yet I feared being deluded.

However, these doubts always came from outside, because in the depths of my soul I felt it was the Lord who was penetrating my being.

The priest, to whom I was going to confession at that time, told me that one can have

often have illusions, and I felt that he was somewhat afraid to hear my confession.

This was a torture for me, seeing that I was getting very little help

from people. I turned all the more to Jesus, the best of all teachers. At one time, when I was

filled with doubts as to whether the voice I heard came from the Lord or not, I began to speak to

Jesus interiorly without forming any words.

Suddenly, an inner force took hold of me, and I said,

If you who commune with me and talk to me are truly my God, I beg you, O Lord, to make this ward go this very day to confession.

This sign will give me reassurance, and at that very moment the girl asked to go to confession.

The mother in charge of the class was surprised at this sudden change in her,

but she undertook to call a priest immediately, and this person

made her confession with great compunction. At that same time, I heard a voice within me, say,

Do you believe me now? And once again, a strange power pervaded my soul, strengthening and reassuring me to such a degree that I myself

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