on August 2, 2002
I felt pains
so severe, as if my whole body had been beaten with a heavy object, that I
almost lost my bodily control and was unable to get any sleep for several
days. I offered these pains
up in reparation for the sins of obscenity being committed by numerous
people, male and female, old and young, and indiscriminately of place and
time, and for the conversion of those who commit these sins.
At about 4 a.m., I saw a vision.
There was a
wagon decorated with all kinds of dazzling ornaments.
There were many people in it.
Unlike the black appearances of those people in the wagon whom I
saw in an earlier vision which the Blessed Mother showed me (August 25,
1989), these people who were in the wagon this time looked somewhat dark
but had quite normal appearances. This
means that the devils are now luring people in more cunning ways than
before and, unless we are awake, it will be difficult for us to discern
their true nature.
cunning devils were mobilizing all the available means to get even one
more soul on the wagon, not only from among the worldly people but also
the children of the Church and even those who had been called.
There were some souls who were fascinated by the beautiful
appearance of the wagon and got on the wagon for curiosity, even without
much effort by the devils.
what was more dumbfounding was that even those who were supposed to make
the Lord known were joining hands with the devils in placing many souls in
the wagon. It was a miserable scene that one could not even look at with
I saw this, I screamed loudly, “No! That wagon will take you to
hell!” Then, I prayed
earnestly, “Lord! Blessed Mother!
Please help and save them!”
At that moment, I heard the voice of Jesus, which had a loving but
sorrowful tone, even though I could not see Him.
little soul! With a dead
faith unaccompanied by works, they say with their lips that they love God
and make Me and My Mother known, but instead are misusing their free will
with pride and becoming wolves in sheep’s clothing, driving the herds of
meek sheep to their death. Without
knowing their true condition, they are mired in mud, unceasingly pursuing
only their own satisfaction. As
I watch all this, My Heart flames up with pains of having to see such vile
As beasts are
fattened before they are taken to the slaughterhouse, those who are
joining hands with the devils are instigating numerous souls’ curiosity
and dazzling them with all kinds of pleasing words and disguised
good-looking acts, binding them with invisible chains of sins and dragging
them to the swamp of eternal death. For
their repentance, how many times have I and My Mother manifested signs and
implored them through you who are unworthy?
Even so, instead of humbly and correctly making Me and My Mother
known with the grace given to them, they are being led only by their
desire and are pursuing the most contemptible things, mistakenly believing
that these things are the most valuable good.
It would be correct to say that they are truly beasts covered with
efforts and activities that are packaged into beautiful appearances will
dazzle many souls and take them into vanity and superficiality.
In the end, they will make even the meek souls who have been called
unable to discern and will separate them from My love.
I prayed, crying, “Oh,
my Lord! Save them who are so
Oh, My beloved
little soul! For how many
days have My Mother and I implored them, repeating the same words again
and again and manifesting numerous signs? However, they cling to and implore My Mother and Me only when
they are in pains, as if trying to grab a life buoy. Once they receive the grace that they have been asking for,
they turn around and turn their faces away, making My Sacred Heart and My
Mother’s Immaculate Heart become pierced by the sharp swords of
betrayal, become torn apart countless times, and bleed endlessly.
You know well that My Mother’s arms are aching severely as if
they were falling apart, as she pulls the children out of the wagon, in
order not to lose even one soul. Those
numerous children who are spiritually blind and deaf. . . they turn around
soon after they have been gotten hold of. . . they are gotten hold of
again, but they soon turn around and walk on the evil way again. . .
Thus, when I look upon those children who have fallen away by
misusing their free will, there are many times when I even regret that I
have allowed them free will.
I go into the wagon and pull out those souls?
How can you go into that terrible den of beasts?
I am the Lord’s, if I die; I am the Lord’s, if I live.
I will go in there, if I can save even one of those souls.
went in the wagon which looked beautiful.
From the outside, the wagon did not look big, but, when I entered
it, it was enormously large and there were numerous souls in it.
I screamed, “Let’s hurry up and get out of here.
If you stay here, you will go to hell.
It is not too late yet. Let’s
hurriedly get out of here.” I
barely finished my words, when the devils, whom I could not clearly see,
said, “Kill this wretched woman!
Because she continues to interfere with our work, we cannot let her
live any longer. We have been
extremely resentful, because she has been taking away the souls whom we
won with so much difficulty. This
time, this wretched woman walked into our den on her own.
She must never leave this place alive!”
Immediately, many devils began attacking me simultaneously,
throwing at me extreme curses that one would not even dare to utter,
hitting, scratching, pinching and biting me hard on my whole body.
Without thinking much of what they were doing, I exerted myself as
hard as I could to help the souls escape from the wagon, almost throwing
them out of there one after another.
Where did I get that kind of energy?
It was possible only because the Lord helped me invisibly with His
hands as I was not giving up to the end to save even one more soul.
was even more amazing was that, previously (August 26, 1989), I was
chasing away the devils, hitting them with a rosary, but, this time, I was
chasing away the devils not only with the rosary prayer but also by
turning my life into prayers. The
Lord was showing us how important it is that we turn our lives into
prayers in this urgent age. Each
time I threw out one soul out of the wagon, I prayed that the Blessed
Mother would embrace that soul in her bosom and feed it with her milk and
bathe it in the Lord’s Precious Blood, enabling the soul to live a new
life of resurrection. I
continued praying like this even while struggling with the devils.
the devils scratched, pinched, bit, and hit me, and grabbed and shook my
hair, they plucked out a handful of my hair.
I earnestly prayed that as many sinners as the hairs that were
plucked out might repent.
time the little souls, who lead their lives according to the Blessed
Mother’s messages, prayed the rosary and did not squander even the most
trivial things but turned them into prayers, more power was transmitted to
me, enabling me to repel the devils and save more souls.
As the devils were being defeated by our turning our lives into
prayers at every moment and the souls whom the devils had taken great
pains to place in the wagon were being rescued, the devils attacked me all
in a bunch, biting me and striking me relentlessly with all kinds of
weapons. My whole body became
covered with blood. At that
moment, Jesus stretched out His hands, radiating light on me, and spoke.
Turning your life into prayers with all your heart and with love is
a weapon of love, humility, and virtues that can repel any devil.
It is also a shortcut to quickly acquiring virtues and advancing
The light that
He was radiating penetrated my heart and shone upon all the souls who were
turning their lives into prayers and were helping me.
When I got up in the morning, I saw my whole body covered with