Susanna Park wrote the attached
petition to the Holy Father.
This photograph shows her
performing a blood test on the Precious Blood of Our Lord, which descended
to the Blessed Mother’s Mountain in Naju on October 19, 2006.
The test showed that the Blood was
A Petition to His
Pope Benedict XVI,
the Father of the Church,
whom I love and respect
February 9, 2008
My name is Susanna Eun-Kyung Park, 31 years old and living in the City of
Daegu in the Republic of Korea. I am a medical technician.
I had been living in darkness and misery without any hope or joy, but
began a new life of resurrection through the Blessed Mother of Naju. I
present this petition to Your Holiness, the Father of the Church, as those
who have received much grace through their pilgrimages to Naju are now
suffering severely because of the recent broadcast by MBC TV with a
thorough distortion of the facts of Naju and also the ruthless “Decree”
pronounced by the Archbishop of Kwangju directed at the clergy, religious
and laity in the whole world warning them that any of them who visits Naju
will be automatically excommunicated.
My mother had conceived me before her marriage and then married a man, who
became my stepfather who promised to accept everything with love. When I
was five years old, I was sent to my maternal grandmother’s home in the
country. My grandmother ill-treated me and beat me frequently. While I
became seriously ill, I was left unattended. My life was saved only
because a neighbor finally took me to a hospital. My grandmother hated me
intensely, because my mother conceived me before marriage, and wished me
When I became six years old, my mother and stepfather also came to the
country, but it was the beginning of an even greater misfortune for me.
My stepfather beat me mercilessly. On one occasion, he sent me on an
errand, but followed me until I was passing a secluded area. There, he
began beating and kicking me. He pushed me into a rice paddy and
forcefully struck my head so that I might not get up. I fainted and
I never ate a meal at ease. I had to be alert all the time, because I did
not know when the beating would start. I wanted to study, but could not
do so at ease. When I began reading a book in the evening, I was yelled
at to put out the light and sleep. When I became 11 years old, I had to
get up at 4 a.m. and, by 5 a.m., take breakfast to my mother and
stepfather in the field located deep into the mountain. Then, I had to
come home, feed my younger brother and sister, do dishes, and, then, go to
Even during vacations, I had to do all kinds of work all the time, even
when the rest of the family went out for an excursion — feeding the cow
with fodder, removing cow dung, cleaning the house, and doing many other
chores. If I did not complete even one of the chores I was supposed to
do, I had to hear unbearably abusive words and was beaten mercilessly.
One day, while I was working in the field, my stepfather slapped me on my
face and beat and kicked me on every part of my body. He kicked me so
hard that my back was severely bruised. I thought that God alone was the
string that I could hold on to in this miserable life and began going to a
Catholic church. When I came home from the church, I was told, “This
crazy bitch has become a Jesus follower to ruin the family,” and was
pulled by the hair and was beaten ruthlessly.
When several Catholic Sisters came to help the farmers, I received a
crucifix and rosaries from them and hid them deep in the chest as my
treasures. My parents found them and burned them in the fireplace; they
overturned the dining table and said abusive words to me, “This crazy
bitch will learn only if she is beaten until death.” They beat me
One day, my grandmother, my younger sister and brother, and I were
poisoned with the gas from coal while sleeping. The ambulance came, but
only three of us were taken to the hospital, leaving me behind. While
pulling weeds in the bean field, all in the family were stung by bees.
All were treated except me. On another day, I came home a little later
than usual and was severely beaten. My mother grabbed my hair and
repeatedly hit my head against the wall. I thought I was dying. She kept
on beating me for a long time.
My life seemed no better than death. My hatred and resentment against my
parents grew continuously, and I decided to take revenge. I imagined
killing my parents with a kitchen knife or pesticide. After thinking a
lot, I eventually concluded that it would be better for me to die and
swallowed strong herbicide. I did not die, but my tongue was burned and
became painful. I lost the sense of taste for several months. One day in
a summer, my stepfather uttered all kinds of humiliating words to me and,
then, suddenly lifted up a sickle that he had in his hand to strike me
One day my mother was wounded severely and underwent three major
surgeries. My stepfather told me to look after her instead of going to
school. So I stayed with my mother and looked after her, but all I got
from her in return was more abusive words and beating. When I was a
high-school senior, my stepfather began using a large stick as long as an
adult man for ruthlessly beating me. While he was beating me more
ruthlessly than he would beat an animal, my mother approvingly looked at
the scene. Her eyes were not the eyes with which a mother looks at her
child but were brutal and cold eyes that would give one goose
Under such circumstances, I continuously suffered from depression and
manic depression and even thought about entering a convent in order to
escape from my life. However, I was extremely lonesome and decided to get
married when I was 24 years old. When I made this known to my parents,
they said, “You want to get married so soon without making some money
for us?” They refused to give me any money to cover the expense of
the marriage. At that time, I also needed to pay tuition at a college.
So, I got a loan with the help of my boyfriend for the marriage. My
parents came to the wedding, but, instead of bringing any gift, took away
all of the gift money received from the bride’s side. My husband’s
parents had to cover all of the expenses including the bus for the guests,
the reception, and the wedding ceremony. I felt so embarrassed, shameful,
After the marriage, even my husband, whom I had trusted, began sleeping
out or coming home late after drinking. My heart hardened and my hatred
of my parents deepened and turned into an uncontrollable anger. This
anger amplified the hatred, which then combined with my depression and
manic depression in making me contemplate suicide.
Some time later, my mother-in-law told me about the Blessed Mother of Naju
and gave me a book of the messages of love and another book on how to turn
our lives into prayers. I read these books at least five times. After
reading the messages, I was extremely happy realizing that even I, who was
as exhausted as anyone can be, was a child of God and of the Blessed
Mother loved by Them. I shed tears of repentance and joy. Soon I began
making pilgrimages to Naju carrying my baby on my back. During my first
visit to the Blessed Mother’s House (the chapel) in Naju, the fragrance of
roses and the fragrance of lilies welcomed us. I had been suffering from
severe contact dermatitis, but I was completely healed of it after the
pilgrimage. My baby also had a severe atopy, but was completely healed
when Julia Kim rubbed his skin with the water from the Blessed Mother’s
spring and prayed for him. More amazing was that I was healed of severe
depression, manic depression, insomnia, and the urge to commit suicide.
Furthermore, as I repented and prayed according to Julia’s spirituality of
blaming myself instead of blaming others, the whole world looked different
and I was able to forgive and reconcile with anyone.
Soon after I began making pilgrimages to Naju, I telephoned my parents and
said, “I am truly sorry to you and so grateful to you for raising me
up. I love you.” In response, my stepfather said, “I am sorry for
having treated you so cruelly and not having helped you with your
education.” We made a true reconciliation with the grace brought by
the Blessed Mother after 26 years. The Blessed Mother called me to Naju
so that I may not perish in anger and resentment and enabled me to forgive
even my grandmother who hated me so intensely because I had been conceived
before my mother’s marriage.
On a Good Friday, Julia Kim fell on the ground screaming loudly as she was
participating in the Lord’s pains of being scourged. Immediately her legs
began bleeding profusely, and her head also was bleeding. In April 2004,
I personally witnessed Julia’s suffering the pains of scourging. On Good
Friday in 2005, I saw tears of blood flowing down from her eyes and wept
uncontrollably realizing that I was a truly sinful person. I also saw
Julia Kim suffering the pains of reparation for the sins of abortion.
When I touched her swollen abdomen, I could feel the small head of a
baby. I also saw her underwear soaked with sweat while suffering pains in
reparation for the sins of impurity.
In 2005, I was at the scene of the Eucharistic miracle during the Mass
celebrated by Fr. Pete Marcial from the Philippines. During Lent in 2006,
I again personally witnessed Julia Kim’s suffering the pains of
scourging. On October 19, 2006, I personally carried out the test of the
Precious Blood that came down on the acrylic cover on the Blessed Mother’s
Mountain and confirmed that its blood type was AB. After this test, I
more firmly believed in the Precious Blood. I also received five drops of
the Precious Blood on my socks, two drops on my Korean dress, and three
drops on my T-shirt during pilgrimages. I had suffered from a serious
stomach illness, constantly suffering from indigestion, but this was
healed, too. I also had a severe case of hemorrhoids, but, when I
answered with “Amen” during Julia’s talk on reparatory suffering, I
was amazingly healed of it.
Your Holiness, the Father of the Church, whom I love and respect! I am
really beginning a new life through the Blessed Mother of Naju. I am
really filled with happiness, joy, and peace through the Blessed Mother of
Naju. However, Naju is now placed in the middle of enormous difficulty.
A public TV station colluded with some of the priests in the Kwangju
Archdiocese in producing a video filled with false information about Naju.
It is so evident that this video was fabricated according to a
pre-determined scenario. After this video was broadcast, all the dioceses
in Korea began persecuting the pilgrims to Naju citing the contents of
this video. My family and myself are among the victims of this
persecution. Numerous pilgrims including me have been mistreated in their
dioceses or parishes through prohibitions, exclusions, and alienations.
In many cases, they are banned from Mass, Holy Communion, and Confession.
There are even some who were expelled from their parishes. Many priests
are accusing Naju as a heresy and a superstition during their homilies.
This is the current reality of the Catholic Church in Korea. A person
like me, who has found a new life through the Blessed Mother of Naju,
cannot live without the Blessed Mother of Naju. The numerous other
pilgrims who have been rescued from their miseries, healed of their
spiritual and physical illnesses, and found hope would feel the same way
as I do. There also are an increasing number of the faithful who are
leaving the Church, frustrated at the Church’s childish and silly
collusion with a secular TV company for promoting false information.
Recently, on January 24, 2008, Archbishop Chang-Moo Choi of Kwangju
pronounced a “Decree” and distributed it to the Catholic and
secular mass media. Based on this, many of the mass media companies in
Korea loudly published it to their audience all over the nation. As a
result, tragic incidents are occurring all over Korea —the Blessed Mother
of Naju is being accused as a heresy, and the great majority of the
Catholic churches in Korea are jumping on this bandwagon announcing their
support of the Kwangju Archbishop’s “Decree” and expelling those
who make pilgrimages to Naju from their churches. By Archbishop Choi’s “Decree”,
which is dated January 21, 2008 and is reported by the secular mass media
as supported by the Holy See, Naju is publicly condemned as a heresy; Fr.
Aloysius Hong-Bin Chang, who loves and believes in the Blessed Mother of
Naju, has been reportedly excommunicated; and whoever makes pilgrimages to
Naju, whether he or she is from Korea or any other country in the world is
automatically excommunicated. These contents of the “Decree” are
reported not only through Catholic TV and newspaper companies but also
through the secular mass media. Through all the mass media in Korea, the
terrifying information that the Naju pilgrims are automatically
excommunicated is spreading nationwide like a forest fire. What should we
do about this?
Those of the faithful who believe in the authenticity of Naju but do not
know enough about Canon Law have already been shaken by the MBC TV PD
Notebook broadcast and now tremble before the threat of
Your Holiness whom I respect! Please have mercy on us and free us from
the shackles of false charges. Your Holiness is our only hope. As I
received the new life through the Lord and the Blessed Mother who came to
Naju, I am ready to sacrifice my life if needed to spread this most
sublime and pure love to others. Please grant this earnest petition from
an unworthy and poor soul, who implores with her life. Please take
measures so that all the mistakes so far may be corrected and the Catholic
Church may be renewed.
All the pilgrims to Naju who love the Lord and the Blessed Mother always
pray for the intentions of Your Holiness and the spiritual and physical
health of Your Holiness. I love Your Holiness!
Susanna Eun-Kyung Park