Help me. I cannot appease God the Father’s anger without your help.
Can you participate in my sufferings? . . .
Because of birth control and abortions, I feel extreme
pains in my womb. Little lives are roaming about in limbo after having
been deprived of their human dignity and treated only as a lump of bloody
flesh—which was a consequence of the human cruelty, desecration and
failure to recognize the dignity of human life. Pray and soothe their
wounds and offer atonements for the sins committed at night.
Do you see the blood flowing out of my throat? God the
Father’s just anger is overflowing. Because I love you all, I am holding
on to you all even to the extent of vomiting blood. . . in order to save
even one more soul that is failing.
I will dwell in you, if you renounce yourselves and
come to me. Unite with one another in love. If you do, Satan will retreat.
Become apostles of my Immaculate Heart. Console me by doing so.
on May 12, 1987
The Blessed Mother shed tears from midnight to 8 a.m. I
saw her eyes filled with tears.
Julia: Mother, why are you weeping?
Momentarily, I fell down and saw many souls. Some of
them were walking with a cane; some did not have any legs; some were
without shoulders or arms; some did not have eyes or ears; some had
disfigured noses or mouths. They were going somewhere, pushing each other,
fighting with each other in noisy and mean ways and falling again and
again. I was astonished and screamed. I thought they were the souls in
THE BLESSED MOTHER:
. . .Look! Many souls are going toward hell because of
abortions. I have to implore with tears like this in order to save those
numerous souls. I intend to save them through you—through your
sacrifices and reparations. How can I be unaware of the pains you endure?
Now, would you participate in the pains of the little babies who have been
abandoned by their ignorant and cruel parents?
Julia: Yes, Mother. I can do anything, if you
stay with me.
At that moment, my posture became that of an unborn baby—with arms
and legs crouched. My face became red like blood. I suffered for four and
a half hours. When these pains ended, pains of delivery began. My face
became swollen like a pumpkin and I could not move myself. I suffered all
day. The spiritual pains were harder to endure than the physical pains.
on July 29, 1988
I suffered the pains of delivery and the pains of
unborn babies who were struggling and screaming to avoid being killed.
It was Friday, a day of rest, but, in the morning,
there were thirteen visitors who had leprosy. Despite the pains, I went
out supported by others and shook and kissed their hands. I prayed for
As I was struggling with pains alone in the room, Mark
and Martha came to say good-bye to me before starting their journey home
after many days of work. It was 3:40 p.m. My abdomen was becoming larger
and the pains of delivery and of unborn babies began. I entered an ecstasy
and heard the Blessed Mother speaking.
THE BLESSED MOTHER:
My beloved daughter! Can you take more pain?
Julia: Yes, Mother! I will take any pain, only
if it can help them be saved.
THE BLESSED MOTHER:
Thank you, my daughter! Today five thousand souls will
convert and be offered to the Lord thanks to your sufferings. We must let
many people know that we are suffering for them. Many souls will also
receive the grace of conversion by learning about the images of aborted
People are walking on the road toward hell, because
they commit cruel murders and yet do not know they are murderers. These
little lives are deprived of their human dignity and receive terrible
punishments that their parents deserve. Aren’t these punishments too
cruel for them?
I am overcome with sorrow, because these innocent
lives, precious lives given by God, are cruelly trampled, brutally
kneaded, crushed, torn, and killed by ignorant and indifferent parents.
Therefore, I want to show you these little babies
begging for their lives and, thereby, convert many sinners and bring them
back to me. Tell everyone that a little baby is not a bloody lump, but has
a life flowing in it from the moment of conception in the mother’s womb.
Julia: Yes, Mother! Let all the things you wish