The Holy Virgin Mary spoke to the Son and said: "Blessed be You, my Son and my God, Lord of angels and King of glory! I beg of You that the words that You have spoken may take root in the hearts of Your friends and that their minds may cling as firmly to these words as the pitch with which Noah's ark was plastered, which neither storm-waves nor winds could break and dissolve. May they be spread out all over the world like branches and sweet flowers whose fragrance is spread far and wide, in order that they also may bear fruit and become sweet like the date whose sweetness delights the soul exceedingly much."
Her divine Son Jesus answered: "Blessed be you, My most beloved Mother! My angel Gabriel said to you: "Blessed art thou, Mary, among women!" And I bear witness to you that you are blessed and most holy above all the choirs of angels. You are like a flower in a garden that is surrounded by other fragrant flowers, but surpasses them all in scent, beauty, and virtue. These flowers are all the chosen men from Adam to the end of the world which were planted in the garden of the world and shone and smelled in manifold virtues. But among all of those who were and who will afterward come, you were the greatest in the fragrance of humility and a good life, in the beauty of the most pleasing virginity, and in the virtue of abstinence. For I bear witness to you that you were more than any martyr at My suffering, more than any confessor in your abstinence, and more than any angel in your mercy and good will. Therefore, for your sake, I will enroot and fasten My words like the strongest pitch in the hearts of My friends. They shall spread out like fragrant flowers and bear fruit like the sweetest and most wonderful date-palm."
Thereafter, our Lord spoke to His bride: "Tell My friend, your father, whose heart is according to My heart, that he carefully present these written words to his own father and also give them to the archbishop and later to the other bishop. And when these have been thoroughly instructed, he may send them to the third bishop.
Tell him also on My behalf: "I am your Creator and the Redeemer of souls. I AM God Whom you love above all things. See and consider how the souls which I redeemed with My blood are like the souls of men who know nothing about God, and they are imprisoned by the devil in such cruelty that he torments them in all their limbs as in a hard press. Therefore, if you savor My wounds in your soul, and if you account anything of the scourging and suffering that I endured as precious, then show by your deeds how much you love Me. The words that I have spoken with My Own mouth shall be made known publicly and brought to the head of the Church.
I shall namely give you My grace and My Spirit so that, wherever there is a quarrel between two, you may be able to reconcile them in My name through the power given to you, if they believe in My words. And as a further clarification of My words, you shall bring to the pope the testimonies of those who taste and delight in My words. For My words are like fat which melts more quickly when the warmth is greater inside, but if no warmth is found, the fat is thrown up and does not reach the intestines. This is how My words are, since the more a man eats and chews on them with a burning love for Me, the more he is fed with the desire for Heaven and the sweetness of the divine inner love, and the more he burns in My love and charity.
But those who do not delight in My words may be likened to having lard in their mouths which they immediately spit out of their mouths and trample under their feet once they have tasted it. Some people despise My words in this way because they have no taste for the sweetness of spiritual things. But the lord of the land, whom I have chosen as My member and made truly Mine, will help you manfully and provide you with the necessary things for your journey out of righteously acquired goods."
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Revelations and Prophesies Imparted to St. Bridget of Sweden - Book One: Chapter Fifty-two