Message on July 27, 1988
I suffered the pains of abortion and delivery from 11:30
p.m. to 2 a.m. My abdomen began hurting intensely and my eyes could not be
opened and were smarting and severely aching as if they were being pricked
with thorns. The Blessed Mother was healing the wounds of the babies who
had not been born into this world but aborted. My abdomen was swelling in
reparation for the sins of the mothers who had killed their children
before the ten-month period of pregnancy was completed. The pains of
delivery were in reparation for the sins of mothers who did not give birth
to their children. The pains in my eyes and being unable to open them were
because the Blessed Mother could not open her eyes or look at the
extremely many people who committed sins. I could not see the Blessed
Mother, but heard her voice.
THE BLESSED MOTHER:
Daughter! It makes my Heart hurt when I see you suffer so
much. But I feel comforted when I see your heart which is willing to
sacrifice your life to save many souls. Through your sufferings, many
souls will repent.
I whispered to the Blessed Mother in my heart.
Julia: Mother! I am only a truly unworthy
sinner. This sinner belongs to you completely. Let your will be done.
THE BLESSED MOTHER:
Thank you, my daughter! You think you are unworthy, but,
as all of you are precious to me, you are also an indispensable and
precious instrument for me.
Julia: Mother! I am only an unworthy instrument.
What can I not do if it is for my Lord, even if it means destruction,
laceration and being smashed into pieces of my body? Help me walk toward
you, Mother, as an instrument that is not shameful.
THE BLESSED MOTHER:
Aren't your eyes hurting very much now?
Julia: Yes, they are, Mother.
THE BLESSED MOTHER:
As sinners have committed too many sins with their eyes, I
cannot look at them with my open eyes. That is why you and I are now doing
penance for their sins. Also, you are suffering the pains for the aborted
unborn babies and for the repentance of those poor souls who carried out
abortions. These pains will never be in vain.
Julia: Mother, thank you. Make fuller use of me,
your instrument, unsparingly.
These sufferings ended, but I could not sleep because of
other indescribable pains. I was able to endure them and joyfully offer
them up, when I thought that the Lord was with me. I still could not open
my eyes.
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