A few years ago, I bought the three volumes of “For the Happiness of My Own, My Chosen Ones. Jesus”, but I did not finish it, because I had scruples to follow a path that did not resemble the Carmelite itinerary in which I had engaged. After trials and the loss of my spiritual companion, I began to seek support. Recently, at the end of the prayer, I had a flash and I thought that the books could serve me as a spiritual guide and I opened the first volume. I can truly say that it is a joy to discover a message every day. It’s like a love letter, eagerly awaited and unmatched.