About the same time, Our Divine Lord suggested to me that it would please Him if I would be willing to lose myself completely to Him by only receiving His flesh and blood through Father at his Mass. No longer to approach the altar railing to receive Him? The thought of this astounded me so much that I tried to forget, I did not tell Father right away. It was the third of November when during Father’s Mass at his Communion I saw my Jesus coming closer to Father, His arms outstretched in love. Then I felt the Sacred Host, His sweetest flesh on Father’s tongue, His most precious blood, warm, alive. We melted into the flesh of my Jesus, my Jesus, through the wound in His side into His Sacred Heart.

Since that morning I have received Our Lord in this manner. May the Most Holy Will of God be adored forever.