on November 26, 1989
(Feast of Christ the King)
The Blessed Mother had been shedding tears and tears of
blood since October 13, 1989. At around 9:40 p.m. today, the Feast of
Christ the King, she wept so much.
My pains began soon after 11 p.m. I prayed fervently
that I could endure them. First, I had pains in my chest and felt as if it
was going to burst, followed by pains of the crown of thorns and nailing
of the hands and feet. My helpers carried me from the Chapel to my room. I
wanted to receive pains alone and asked them to return home. But, as I was
struggling with intense pains, they stayed and had a hard time holding me.
Because of so much pain in my chest, blood was coming
up to my throat. While I was struggling with pains, one of the toe nails
on my left foot came off. At that moment, the Blessed Mother began
THE BLESSED MOTHER:
Daughter! My chest is hurting so much because of many
children who live in sins. My chest is burning so much that blood is
coming up to my throat. Many souls will convert, because you offer your
sufferings well. Sacrifices are necessary, because my burning Immaculate
Heart does not want sinners to die, but to amend their lives. Events that
no one can even imagine are waiting for you. But my Immaculate Heart is
comforted by the prayers of the obedient children, the pains and hidden
agonies of the innocent children, and the tears and earnest pleas of
yourself who has become a living sacrifice.
Deeply sorrowful lamentations, silent prayers, and
crying out to Heaven because of betrayals, ingratitude and enormously
heavy pressures; the pains of death experienced by my Divine Son for the
salvation of the whole human race . . . your participation in these pains
will bring about the conversion of many sinners. Therefore, do not be
troubled, but carry the cross further. My daughter!
My dear daughter who finds joy in receiving pains.
Think of my urgent calls to the world and become like me.
How can the worldly people understand that the agonies
befallen on you are coming from the Lord's love? You must tell people that
holy virtues cannot be attained without going through the cross. Also tell
them that, only through numerous sacrifices, will the messages of my love
spread to the entire world and guide all the people and peace of mind be
Nothing can be achieved without sacrifices. The road to
Heaven is difficult. But know that there are joyful relaxing places there.
I also experienced the same kind of weaknesses that you
have and my human nature went through terrifying pains. That is why I love
and nurture you who are so poor.
My daughter! I could make you perfect, but I want you
to walk the way of a humble and little person and to confess to God always
as an unworthy sinner. Be more faithful to your duties of love.
All of you must know well that the refuge in my bosom
is always ready for the souls who have been lost but are turning
themselves to me.
Since I chose you for the conversion of many souls, do
not worry, and walk the little person's way of lovemore humbly and
The gate to Heaven is small and, therefore, little
children enter it. For this reason, little souls must unite with each
other more solidly and follow me in order to save the world.
The numerous souls who have brought about an imbalance
in the universe because of their excessive pride will convert and world
peace will be achieved through my fervent calls and tears and through the
prayers, sacrifices and reparations by the little souls.
Thus, the walls of East Germany collapsed, the pagans
will repent, the atheists will return, the Communist countries will
convert, the barbed wires between South and North Korea will be cut, the
devils will collapse, and a terrestrial paradise will be established on
this earth. But if you do not accept my words and reject the Lord, the
world will become seas of fire and perish through the Third World War.
The God of Love can also be a God of wrath. Pray harder
and offer sufferings.
The sounds of this world become inaudible to me during
my suffering. But I can hear the voice of the Blessed Mother despite the
pains. The pains were too severe and my throat was too dry. It was hard to
say anything, but I finished the prayers with a song, "Lord, glory
and praise to you . . ." and the Glory Be.
How could I spare my life, if these pains give even the
smallest comfort to Jesus and the Blessed Mother? Glory be to the Lord and
let this unworthy sinner give unending thanks to Thee. Amen.