600. Healing of Incurable Diseases through Sacrifice

💌 600. Healing of Incurable Diseases through Sacrifice

My mother, realizing that I needed to go to a large hospital, said, “Dear, you have suffered enough. Now that I am well, go ahead and go to the hospital.” Seeing her rise from being bedridden and urging me to go, I felt relieved and started searching for a hospital for my surgery. At that time, I longed so deeply for the Eucharist that I could not bear to go a single day without receiving It.

So, I searched for a hospital where I could attend Mass every day. However, the hospital that had diagnosed me was in Yeosu, where there was no Catholic church. In Seoul, where Gangnam St. Mary’s Hospital is located, many pilgrims had visited the House of the Blessed Mother of Naju. To avoid being recognized, the priests and I decided that I would undergo surgery at Maryknoll Hospital in Busan, where relatively fewer pilgrims came.

As I prepared for my hospitalization, I busily took care of everything that needed to be done by me before my absence. Meanwhile, my mother, feeling somewhat upset, said, “Dear, has not Our Lady of Naju healed countless people, even those on the brink of death, through you? Then why is Jesus making you, Julia, go all the way to distant Busan and rely on a hospital?

Even when I fell upside down from the third floor of the Jeong Beauty Parlor building and struck my head on the terrazzo floor on the first floor, nearly dying, you prayed and I was healed. So why do you have to go to the hospital now and undergo surgery?” Her voice filled with sorrow as she cried. I thought to myself, “How much pain must my mother be feeling to see me, her daughter suffering like this?” Dew drops of tears began to well up and streamed down my face before I realized it.

But I knew well that the Lord, through my suffering, was bestowing immense graces upon many souls! I spoke earnestly to my mother. “Mother, God saved me when I was on the brink of death. I had cancer and endured seven years of unbearable suffering. In the final seven months, I could not even swallow a sip of water because my throat and anus were completely obstructed by cancer. At that point, I was already as good as dead.

It was because God saved me that I was able to run a beauty parlor, allowing our family, who could not even afford a single room, to live like this. Filled with immense gratitude, I asked Jesus to let me share in His sufferings, hoping that, despite my unworthiness, I could offer even the tiniest help to Him.”

As she listened to my words, my mother quickly realized and immediately repented. “Oh my, that is right. It truly was like that. But, my dear, now that I think about it, when I was forty-nine, I went to your father-in-law’s funeral, became seriously ill, came home and literally died, even losing control of my bladder and bowels. But through your heartfelt prayers, I came back to life. That was all thanks to Jesus, was it not?”

“Yes mother, that is right. Back then, I did not know God, so I did not realize it but the Lord and the Blessed Mother saved both of us from death several times to use me as Their instrument. Mother! My lifelong dream was to provide you with a comfortable life and show you filial piety. But now, I must follow the will of Jesus, Who saved me from eternal death.

“If Jesus had not saved me, I would not be here in this world today. So mother, though I know it pains you and is difficult, please, with Semchigo as if you received love from Jesus, try to understand and support me. I am sorry for causing you heartache because of my unworthiness.”

“Oh, my dear, I am sorry. I should ask Jesus for forgiveness as well. The fact that you are alive is already a blessing.” We held hands and wept together. The merciful Lord and the Blessed Mother of Naju have healed countless patients with spiritual and physical illnesses such as incurable diseases, cancer, heart ailments, leukemia and other illnesses that no hospital could treat. Yet, for this sinner, They permitted me to undergo hospitalization for the salvation of many souls.

This was so that I could offer up my suffering as a sacrifice and reparation. How great is God’s love! “Oh, my Lord, my Beloved! Praise, thanks, glory and adoration be to You. No matter what suffering I undergo, I accept it with the heart of participating in Your suffering, Lord, so please use me as You will.”

My personal reflection note with Mama Julia🌹💗 

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