Jesus says:
“To make you forget men, who are always beasts ready to wound those who are the least manlike among them - always beasts, even if not wicked in the true sense of the word, always biting at the souls, if not the flesh, of those who, because they are ‘mine,’ are less capable of exchanging bite for bite and scratch for scratch - come, for I want to have you contemplate the stars.
“I wanted to have you contemplate them last night. But you were so wounded that you could only weep and ache on my heart, and I held you to it without imposing on you any other fatigue, except the one which was not ‘mine,’ but cruel mankind’s.
“Now look. And consider along with Me.
“Do you see how many stars are shining in the serene velvet of the night sky? Millions. Their light seems to say mysterious words. I, as Man, in my solitary nights lost Myself in contemplating the stars. I immersed Myself with my gaze, and even more with my soul, amidst those flowerbeds of light, moving from flower to flower, comparing the grandeur and colors of those stellar corollas and the beauty of their glittering. And I liked to think that, as the flowers in the fields and gardens, waving softly in the wind at dawn and in the evening, communicate scented words to each other, so, up above, secret words of light passed from star to star and that every break in their shining, every brighter splendor, and every pause in their radiance were as many points in a sentence, as many affirmative replies to a question, and as many addresses by the most ardent orator, and all of them uttered to praise the magnificence of God.
“The stars! So distant and so near! Millions and millions of meters away, flying like birds of fire through the boundless fields of the sky, and yet so visible to man’s eyes, so as to say to him, ‘Believe in God. We, too, are a proof of his existence.’ One would say that they seem so close on certain evenings that with little effort they could be reached and touched. And yet anyone who thought he could do so, even by climbing to the highest peaks in the world, would be foolish. Whether man views them from the flattest plain or raises his gaze to them from the peaks of the Asian mountains, where the air is so rarefied at that height that even the eagle finds it hard to live, or, rising even higher - in one of those vehicles which are proof of human intelligence, but which you are unable to use except to serve ferocity and thus pollute with hellish hatred - he can never see them at closer range and much less reach them. The more he rises, the more they sink into the ether and go on pulsating, saying, ‘We, the daughters of God, are not for you, for you contaminate us with your fallen humanity. We, creatures of God, are only a spark in that ocean of light which is the Kingdom of God. To reach the true Star, to know his Light, you have only to strip yourself of all your humanity. You will thus know God, for He reveals Himself to those who love Him and in love consume themselves as men and make themselves reign as souls, and you will then possess Him, after this brief life, for eternal Life. We, the millenary stars, shall experience death. You will not experience it if you make yourselves children of God.’
“See, Maria, how God loves all of you, how He laves you. Write it very clearly and underline it so that you will see it distinctly. How God loves you. No man, by any means, can reach the star nearest to the earth, the humblest one in its burning. But God grants that you - because He loves you and you love Him - may reach it, know it, and immerse yourself in its Fire. And consider that there is less distance between the earth and the stars than between the stars and the throne of God. They are the immense floor of the Heavenly City, the foundations, even more than the floor. High up, much higher up, at inconceivable heights, for they do not correspond to human measures, is that blessed Reign ruled over by the Trinity, where a place is prepared for those who love. But since God’s loving haste knows no delay, He, ahead of time, breathes you into Himself in spirit and gives Himself to you with his Fire.
“And what does human baseness matter to you? Leave it to human beings. Come. You have God, who loves you. All the rest is nothing. Nothing can be of use to reach God, the Eternal Star. Only love is of use for this.
“Higher than the highest peak, more powerful than the most powerful vehicle, with its strength, unlimited because it is spiritual, love joins you to God and brings you to know Him. It suffices for you to be concerned about loving completely, about making love the only effort in your lives. Do not lose yourselves in other kinds of seeking. Try to possess love and cultivate it. Make it grow and grow by nourishing it, without indolence or fear. Turn it into a pyre. The flame rises; the flame shines; the flame sings. Rise towards God. Shine in the love igniting you. Sing out your love. Give God back what He has placed in your hearts to make you like Him: the capacity to love.
“God is Love. Those who do not have love in themselves have no likeness to God.”