I shall never reject a contrite heart. Your anguish has vanished in the depths of My mercy.
Jesus: Do not fear your Savior, O sinful soul. I make the first advance toward you, for I know that by yourself you are unable to lift yourself up to Me. Child, do not fly from your Father; be willing to talk openly with your Merciful God Who desires to speak words of pardon and lavish His graces upon you. Your soul is so dear to Me! I have inscribed your name upon My hand; you are engraved as a deep wound in My Heart.
Soul: Lord, I hear your voice calling me to turn from the path of sin, but I have neither the strength nor the courage to do so.
Jesus: I am your strength; I will help you in your struggle.
Soul: Lord, I recognize your holiness, and I fear You.
Jesus: My child, do you fear the God of Mercy? My holiness does not prevent Me from showing mercy. Behold, for you I have established a throne of mercy on earth—the tabernacle—and from this throne I desire to enter into your heart. No retinue or troop of guards surrounds Me. You can approach me at any moment, at any time; I wish to speak to you and desire to grant you grace.
Soul: Lord, I fear You will not pardon my many sins; my wretchedness fills me with terror.
Jesus: My mercy is greater than your sins and those of the whole world. Who can plumb the depths of My goodness? For you I came down to earth from heaven; for you I allowed Myself to be nailed to the cross; allowed My Sacred Heart to be pierced by a lance, thereby opening wide for you the spring of mercy. Come, then, in trust: draw graces from this fountain. I shall never reject a contrite heart. Your anguish has vanished in the depths of My mercy. Do not talk to Me about your wretchedness. You will give Me pleasure if you entrust to Me all your troubles and griefs. I shall lavish upon you the treasures of My grace.
Soul: O Lord, you have conquered my stony heart with Your goodness. In trust and humility I approach the tribunal of Your mercy, where You Yourself absolve me by the hand of your representative. O Lord, I feel Your grace and peace filling my poor soul. Your mercy overwhelms me, O Lord. You forgive me, and this is more than I dared hope for or imagined. Your goodness exceeds all my desires. And now, filled with gratitude for so many graces, I invite You into my heart. I wandered like a lost prodigal child; but you never stopped being my Father. Increase Your mercy toward me, for You see how weak I am.
Jesus: Child, speak no more of your wretchedness; it is already forgotten. Listen, My child, to what I desire to tell you. Come close to My wounds and draw from the Fountain of Life whatever your heart desires. Drink deep of the Fountain of Life and you will not weary on your journey. Look at the splendors of My Mercy and fear not the enemies of your salvation. Glorify My mercy! (Diary, 1485).