The story of one Image

 

In the evening, when I was in my cell, I saw the Lord Jesus clothed in a white garment.
One hand was raised in the gesture of blessing, the other was touching the garment
at the breast. From beneath the garment, slightly drawn aside at the breast,
there were emanating two large rays, one red, the other pale.
In silence I kept my gaze fixed on the Lord; my soul was struck with awe,
but also with great joy. After a while, Jesus said to me,
Paint an image according
to the pattern you see, with the signature:
Jesus, I trust in You.
I desire that this image be venerated, first in your chapel,
and then throughout the world. I promise that the soul
that will venerate this image will not perish.
I also promise victory over its enemies already here on earth,
especially at the hour of death. I Myself will defend it as My own glory.
 

Diary of St. Faustyna, 47-48