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Blessed are the peacemakers, for they will be called children of God.

When it is dark and all around is quiet, everything rests and in silent sleep prepares itself for the noise of the new day, You come and let your voice be heard lightly so as not to wake anyone. You come and do not go through the main door, but through the window where, as if abandoned, I've been waiting for you. The landlord sleeps, the tyrant is tired after he vented all his bad mood, he is consumed by his passions, exhausted by the fatigue of the violence he used, that is his daily work, and now sleeps. And in this sweet, awaited and unexpected silence I can welcome you like a liberator, I who live as a slave of my Tyrant called Self-respect, and who rules me, he makes me uncomfortable, he troubles me from morning to night, he berates me with the violence of his passions, of his desires, he gives me his human will to subdue me with despair, ambition, envy. Now that all this rests, in secret, I can lay myself, without delay, over your wide chest, which gives me a profound relief. I can say to you with gentle murmurs my thoughts and You draw me gently to You, to Your Love. How grateful I am to the night, to this tiredness, when every desire to possess or to be for the world is over, and the conscience shines that I have never had anything to lose in this life unless my soul and that I have You as the only good to achieve. With your look, you spread within our heart an unusual sweetness that is hope and that invites me to life by putting into distress disturbances and afflictions; You put intense scents out in the air I breathe and they say with disarming sweetness: peace; And through which You want to keep in my mind the memory of this encounter, my sincere and pure aspiration to your peace, that once the day comes, I can find the courage to rebel against the tyrant, to beat him, to make him submissive and so be free and give to You honor with my work. Lord helps me to be resolute. Have mercy on my cowardice that is renewed at each sunrise. I offer you the transparent tears of my good and holy purposes for this night of peace. Help me to defend myself from despair, violence, anger, passion, injustice, wickedness, sin that push me and constantly crash with my heart.

Yet even though these experiences and feelings of peace of heart are agreeable, gentle, encouraging, this night air and the holy music of its good intentions to do everything for God have little echo in the fastest, most demanding and impatient time of the day. Real peace is what we accomplish, it is virtue that works, it builds, it erects Paradise on earth.

Jesus does not call “blessed” those who feel in peace with themselves, those who believe they have a clean conscience. He does not call “blessed”  those who seek psychophysical well-being, the material, biological, physical and emotional balance of one's own body and mind. He does not call “blessed”  those who seek peace in the excitement of earthly pleasures. He calls “blessed” those who make peace,  those who make it exist in reality, in history,  those who make it a tangible and unmistakable sign of God's action.

Peace is not immobility, indolence, sleep. It is life, it is vital tension. It must be built, it must be lived, it is a work and it is a common work. As Jesus expressed in the evangelical Beatitude, peace is a fact of relationship with the world, with others, it is a social, political fact. Peace is therefore visible, recognizable, it identifies us universally, historically, it gives us back the childhood in God, fully and actively and not only potentially.

We should ask ourselves what distracts man from pursuing peace, a rare good in times like this, which is considered of little value, when instead as Mary revealed to Luisa peace is the first nourishment that should be sought in society, in families and by each soul, because even virtues themselves, without peace risk being corrupted and unhealthy. Yet, this nourishment so necessary and salutary has been discarded by today’s world, and they want nothing but turbulence and wars. (October 11, 1901). When man makes of his occupations, of his interests, of his passions, an absolute he probably begins to lose peace. “Absolute” is, by definition, something that is free from constraints:  so, man tends to free himself from his neighbor to devote himself to his own work, binding himself in turn into short-lived things or, as big as they are, always nothing in the eyes of the Eternal.  Do not we witness every day wars among social groups, neighbors, families, brothers and sisters in constant contention, each one pursuing their worldly goal without limitation? When does it finish?

The proof that true peace reigns within us is when we compare ourselves to our neighbor. Only in this encounter we can see if what we believe to be peace in us is delirium or real conquest of the spirit, if our passions are just asleep or e really controlled.

In fact, in order to avoid to incur in the risk of pacifism, which is covering our exterior with the good and beautiful images that peace inspires, but which remain sterile appearances, it is necessary that peace arises within us. We are peace workers when we bring the peace that is in us. Peace is a virtue that needs secure roots in us to work consistently, honestly, truthfully and effectively out of ourselves.

Jesus said to Luisa  that one who does not keep himself in order, cannot order others. (December 3 1906). After all, Jesus Himself  provided Luisa and us, through her, with an infallible instrument, though "impertinent and capricious" to achieve true peace: the virtue of obedience. Jesus made Luisa understand in a passage of August 17, 1899 that there is no true peace without obedience; and if it seems that one may enjoy peace, it is a false peace, because it gets along with one’s own passions.  It is obedience that kills one’s own will, that is vices and passions, violence and disorder. We can say that obedience is against passions and vices, on the other hand, hope against disturbances, afflictions, and corrosive doubts. Jesus told Luisa that the nature of Hope is peace. And being immersed in Hope means remaining in peace. Hope calms the troubled soul, it is the safe remedy against the moral afflictions that persecute us or that we, as fools, pursue when we walk through paths of damnation. Hope is  like a Mother who is attentive to protect her children from the chastisements they attract, and she offers them all present and future good.

It’s she who has united Faith and Charity because she has given these two supreme virtues the final direction of their work: God. Finally, Hope is Jesus Christ who, operated our Redemption and formed the Hope of man astray. (October 14, 1899).

May this hope of peace have free access to the works of the day. May it be not just a delirium, an elusive dream, dust, the sweet night music that invites our consciousness to peace, a music that corrects the direction of our intentions, guiding them solely towards Jesus, that made known to us Him sweet and peaceful, as He wants us to be. Only the life of the Will of God can give perfect fulfillment to the nightly dreams of heavenly peace.


Jesus, come and visit my nights again,

do not deprive them of your light of hope;

Jesus come and give me forgiveness and comfort,

so that I can be the accomplishment of your dream of peace.





Alessandro De Benedittis
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