on November 9, 2001
Dedication of St. John Lateran
Basilica in Rome
While I was
doing the Stations of the Cross (on the Blessed Motherís mountain in
Naju), praying and meditating deeply in my heart on the Lordís receiving
the death sentence, becoming covered all over with wounds from cruel
beating and scourging, and carrying the Cross toward Mt. Calvary, one
Station after another, I was able to participate more intimately in the
Lordís sufferings. I felt
my body becoming very heavy and was unable to walk even one more step.
As I was crawling on the ground dragging my feet, I could not open
my eyes and was losing consciousness.
At the Sixth Station, I was meditating on St. Veronica courageously
approaching the Lord in the midst of many peopleís ridicules and
insults, without paying attention to them, and, with her whole heart,
wiping the Lordís face stained with blood and sweat and cleaning His
eyes covered with blood and clots of blood from His forehead torn by the
crown of thorns, enabling the Lord to barely open His eyes and see.
Then, I saw a vision.
I saw the
Lord, covered all over with wounds and bleeding, together with the Blessed
Mother, shedding tears of blood at His side.
Jesus was being scourged every time people sinned.
Because of the unceasing scourging, His whole body was becoming
torn and split and was bleeding continuously.
The Precious Blood flowing from His forehead because of the crown
of thorns was covering His eyes. He looked so miserable beyond description.
The Blessed Mother began speaking with a very loving and yet
daughter who has been called as a little soul!
The Lord, Who is your Redeemer and intensely loves even the most
wicked sinners, was nailed to the Cross, died, was buried, and resurrected
in three days, but He is still shedding blood like this for the conversion
of sinners and for the sanctification of priests even now, two thousand
of the cunning devilís temptation, even most of the children whom I have
called, the clergy, and the religious have become blind and deaf, have
lost their sense of direction, and are about to enter the wide-open gates
of hell, to say nothing of their failure to practice the messages of love
which my Son Jesus and I scream, even repeating the same words again and
again. Because of this, the
wrath of God is pouring down (upon the world), and, as I am holding the
cup (of Godís wrath), my Heart also is burning with flames so vigorously
that it is becoming an active volcano.
On the other hand, I am also being consoled, because there are
little souls like you.
Oh, my loving
and obedient daughter who has been trying to become a mop to clean souls!
You have also been trying to become pliers to pull out nails driven
into my Son Jesusí body whenever people commit sins.
You have also wanted to become a person who stitches up with love
the wounds in the Sacred Heart of Jesus and my Immaculate Heart.
You have also offered up your most valuable time to the Lord and me
to become a handkerchief to wipe away my Son Jesusí blood and sweat and
my tears and tears of blood. What
would I not want to give you?
already heard and know well that my Son Jesus and I are sad when you are
sad; we suffer when you feel painful and suffer; and my Son Jesus and I
are happy and rejoice with you when you are happy and joyful.
Remembering that I listen attentively to the sounds of fervent
prayers which you offer up at the Stations of the Cross on Calvary and
that I accompany you, shedding tears of blood at the side of my Son Jesus
Who is shedding blood and is with you, become more awake and live a
consecrated life for the conversion of sinners and the sanctification of
children in the world! I have
told you so anxiously that God the Fatherís response of justice will be
relentless and a safe tomorrow cannot be promised, but how can you be so
negligent of listening to my anxious pleas which I scream, vomiting blood?
I have already implored you anxiously, saying ďDo not bring
upon yourselves the chastisement of darkness, fire and bloodĒ
(February 3, 1994), and warned you several times that the time of the
great distress is close at hand. Even
so, if you do not repent, and even most of the clergy sing of peaceful
times and fail to remain awake, what will happen to the herds of sheep
which are following them? There
is no more time to procrastinate.
As the time
allowed by God is already coming to an end, meditate on the era of Sodom
and Gomorrah which were destroyed because there were not even ten just
persons, and make haste to wake up and pray so that you may be saved from
the chastisement and disaster of the blazing fire of sulfur which
is to fall upon the world.
children who have been called! Bear
in mind that this world has already fallen into a crisis of turning into
ashes because of the extreme sins, but my Son Jesus gave you one more
chance thanks to the fervent prayers, sacrifices and reparations by you,
the little souls. At least
you should become completely dissolved in the Sacred Heart of Jesus, Who
has become the sacrificial victim for reconciliation, and my Immaculate
Heart; and, by turning your lives into prayers, bind up the Lordís
bleeding wounds, stitch them up, and clean them.
sounds of prayers by you, the little souls united with love in the Holy
Trinity, are combined together and soar high into Heaven, the crisis of a
Third World War will be averted. However,
if the children in the world fail to the end to accept the messages of
love which my Son Jesus and I are giving them, to repent, and to remain
awake, I will no longer be able to hold the cup of Godís wrath.
children! When my Son Jesus
sits in the royal throne together with me at His side, surrounded by all
the angels in Heaven, and separates the good heads of grain and the empty
ones, shouldnít you be counted as good ones instead of being separated
as empty ones?
not hesitate or delay but tightly hold the hands of me, who am the string
that ties Heaven and earth together, put the messages of love into
practice, and thus participate in the work of saving this world.
By doing this, join in the eternal heavenly banquet in the midst of
the cheers by the angels and Saints in Heaven, where there is no death,
starving, thirsting, sadness, suffering, or sighs any longer but which is
only filled with love; and participate in the glory.
At the Tenth
Station, I was still weak and exhausted, unable to open my eyes.
When a man who was praying shouted, ďAh!
Itís blood!Ē I barely managed to open my eyes and saw fresh
blood here and there on the ground. We
began looking more closely and found rocks and fallen leaves with blood on
them from the Third Station to the Fifteenth where Jesus resurrected. When I dipped my finger in the blood, my finger became
stained with blood which seemed to have been freshly shed.