585. Pretending to Be Jesus and Telling Me to Hand Over Messages?

💌 585. Pretending to Be Jesus and Telling Me to Hand Over Messages?

One day, when sister K and her followers were delivering false prophecies and wielding the blade of betrayal against me, the things they had done reached the ears of Father Lee at the parish. The priest told me that he had called sister K and gave her a stern order, saying, “You must absolutely follow Julia's words and behave yourself.” She replied obediently, “Yes, Father,” when she was in front of the priest.

However, sister K and her followers did not cease their false prophecies. From then on, they operated in secret, hiding so frequently along the path beside the church that the trees there seemed worn down by their presence. Claiming to pray, they gathered at night for meetings calling themselves the “Owl Brigade,” though others referred to them as the “Maria Fortune Tellers.” In their efforts to slander me, they went as far as to instruct her followers to habitually spread lies.

Believing that everything was my fault due to my shortcomings, my heart ached and I had no time for my tears to dry. Nevertheless, I continued to dedicate my prayers of offering up for their repentance, practicing Semchigo as if I were loved. As long as they could have repented and come to the Lord, I was prepared to endure any suffering.

One day, while I was praying in front of the statue of the Blessed Mother weeping Tears, sister S, who was said to have derive from sister K, entered and asked to talk to me. At that time, there were three rooms on the side opposite where the statue of the Blessed Mother was enshrined in the Chapel: one was an office and the other two were rooms where pilgrims could sleep.

So, when many pilgrims arrived, we could simply remove the sliding doors, allowing the pilgrims to see the Blessed Mother and pray together. I took sister S into the middle room, where the Blessed Mother could be seen directly across. Then suddenly, she collapsed and while imitating as if she was suffering pain, she twisted her mouth and said, “I am Jesus. Julia! Hand over the hidden message!”

I was so dumbfounded that I said, “Oh my, why is Jesus' mouth so twisted?” But S, unfazed, continued to twist her mouth and said, “Hurry up and hand over the message!” "What message?" "Hand over the message you received." "Message? I did not receive anything. I have not received anything at all. If you are Jesus, you should know that I did not receive anything. How could you not know?"

"Then hand over any other message." "I have not received any other message either." "Then give me the message from Mirinae." "I have not received such message from the Mirinae either." At that, S fell silent, deep in thought with her mouth still twisted and I silently recited the Exorcism Prayer. S, who knew me well, quickly caught on to what I was doing.

"I am not the devil, so why are you reciting the Exorcism Prayer? Hurry up and hand over the message you are hiding!" I was completely dumbfounded, but I prayed, practicing Semchigo as if I had been loved and said, "Dear S! K asked you to do this, did she not?" Then she said, “What nonsense are you talking about? And why are you ignoring my beloved daughter K? Bring my daughter K to your side.

Bring K here and make her your disciple so she can work with you. That would make things easier for you, would it not?” Sister S continued to spout absurd remarks, clumsily pretending to be Jesus. My heart ached but knowing that saying anything would be useless, I prayed for her repentance, practicing Semchigo as if I had been loved and left the room. Then, S, watching for my reaction, quietly slipped out of the House of Blessed Mother even without looking back.

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