Message on December 8, 1988
It was a great feast of the Blessed Mother and the first
anniversary of moving the Blessed Mother's weeping statue from the
apartment to the Chapel. So, we decided to hold an overnight prayer
meeting after the Pastor and Father Spies gave the permission.
I approached the Blessed Mother's statue in the Chapel
with Rufino, the Chapel administrator, to offer the pray in preparation of
the prayer meeting. We saw that the Blessed Mother had already begun
shedding tears, which were dripping on her feet. While we were praying
before the Blessed Mother's statue, I fell down pm the floor and entered
an ecstasy at about 10.30 a.m.
The Blessed Mother appeared holding a rosary and was
shedding tears. She looked extremely beautiful and merciful and her tears
were flowing down to her feet. She began speaking with a beautiful and
kind voice.
THE BLESSED MOTHER:
I will call the Pastor. So far, the devils have been using
all available means to prevent the cooperation with the Pastor and to
cause divisions. For this reason, you must be awake and pray. Pray harder
for the Pastor and Father Spies. I will shine the light of my Immaculate
Heart so that you may work together for unity.
As I called them (the Pastor and Father Spies) to
work together holding my hands through the way of martyrdom, they will now
walk that way. Hold hands with Fr. Spies more closely. This work is not
what Julia, who says she is unworthy and lowly, is doing. Julia is only a
channel. The work is being done by me.
Oh, my beloved children! I ask you, because too many of
the children are walking toward hell. By making this known to the Bishop,
restore my position in the Church. Then, the messages that I give you will
spread to the world and the reformation of life will be accomplished and,
thus, many children will repent and be liberated from the road to hell. As
they walk toward Heaven, the just anger of God the Father will be
relented.
Julia: Mother! Even now, aren't many of the
children converting and amending their lives by accepting your call?
THE BLESSED MOTHER:
But an enormous number of my children are walking toward
hell. I am asking you, because I am so worried. Do you want to see,
daughter?
Julia: Yes, Mother. Please show me.
THE BLESSED MOTHER:
Yes, my kindhearted daughter! My lovely daughter who has
to suffer pains! Now, look! Look at the children who are going toward hell
by judging and criticizing.
I screamed, when I saw the sight.
Julia: Oh, no! Oh, no! Mother! Jesus!
I could not look, because it was too repulsive a scene.
Every time people judged and criticized each other, maggots crawled out of
their mouths and crawled to those who were not attentive making them to
commit sins.
On the other hand, when people spoke well of others in
love, beautiful melodies flowed out of their mouths and melted the maggots
with the fire of love. The maggots could not be killed, however many times
they were trampled upon, but were melting away, when people practiced love
and charity through sacrifices and won the spiritual battle. The Blessed
Mother spoke:
THE BLESSED MOTHER:
Daughter, did you see that? That is why the just anger of
God the Father has reached an extremely high level and punishment is near
at hand.
I screamed loudly.
Julia: No! Please forgive the numerous
sinners. If they can convert by my suffering the pains of hell, I will
offer all of myself for them. I have deserved hell since a long time ago .
. . .
I have been able to give a little love, because you called
me, who was so poor and miserable. Moreover, you have allowed me to see
the Lord and Mother. Participating in the sufferings has been my proper
duty.
I pray that the Lord's Will be accomplished through this
shameful sinner with certainty. I cannot help being happy, even if I go to
hell. So, please do not punish them.
I implored so loudly that others who were present heard me
scream, "No!"
THE BLESSED MOTHER:
Yes, thank you. Pray with that kind of profound sacrifice
and self-denial. When you offer up sufferings graciously and without
despair in spite of all kinds of hatred, misunderstanding, and false
rumors and, therefore, criticisms and slanders, the Lord will save many
sinners from the miseries of sins and will be with you. The sufferings, so
many sufferings . . . these are what you will receive in the course of
your life as you asked for.
My little soul, who anguishes even over small mistakes and
makes new resolutions! I find joy in you. I make it known to you that,
through mistakes, you can overcome pride and reach the highest degree of
perfect virtues through humility.
Have a stronger trust in me. Follow me with greater
courage. Then, An-nyoung!
I came out of the ecstasy at midnight. I could not move my
body and was carried on a stretcher to the Chapel office, where I stayed
with the Blessed Mother. But, as many people were gathering around me
instead of praying, I felt sorry and asked to be carried to the upper
room. Seven people had to help. The Blessed Mother was weeping in sorrows.
Julia: Lord! Blessed Mother! Thank you. I cannot help
thanking You, because the more I suffer, the more sinners will convert. I
do not want to spare anything, if my unworthy sufferings can be used in
realizing the Lord's Will. May the Lord be glorified through my little
sufferings and let this unworthy and lowly sinner offer gratitude without
ceasing.
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