725. I Wanted to Offer My Eyes So the Priest Could See Again But…

 💌 725. I Wanted to Offer My Eyes So the Priest Could See Again But…

I had been caring for elderly man Andrea Bong every morning and evening. Then, one day, Father Spies said he was having trouble seeing. My heart ached terribly every time I saw elderly man Bong, who was completely blind. I believed a priest who tends to his flock must never go blind.

In truth, that priest had been giving me such constant and severe hardships that I found it difficult to offer them up, as he attempted to replace Father Ki-seon Oh as my spiritual director. Yet I always offered them up with Semchigo as if I were loved. I even wished to give Father Spies—who had come from far away Belgium to serve and work here—one of my eyes.

So I thought to myself: “Yes, even if I can only see with one eye, is it not that be something to be grateful for? Even if it is a bit uncomfortable, I can offer up the discomfort as a Prayer of Life with Semchigo as if I have both eyes every moment—how truly grateful I am for that too! Nothing will be more glorious than offering my eye to a priest representing Jesus.”

So joyfully, I said, "Dear Father, I will give you one of my eyes," and recommended surgery. But the priest told me that surgery was entirely out of the question. I was deeply saddened, but I prayed earnestly to the Lord for the priest's healing. During that time, while caring for elderly man Andrea Bong, I deeply sympathized with the sorrow of the visually impaired and shared in their pain.

Since I was willing to gladly give one of my eyes for Father Spies when I learned that surgery was impossible for him, I wanted to offer my eye to someone who could not see to give them the gift of sight. So I expressed my intention to my husband, saying, "Julio, I want to give one of my eyes to a blind person. Please give me your permission."

He readily agreed, saying, "If that is what you want to do, then you should. If that is how you feel, go ahead." I cannot even describe how happy I was at that moment. I also shared my intention with Mr. Rufino. But he responded, "What are you talking about? How can you do the work of the Blessed Mother with only one eye?" and firmly said it was absolutely out of the question. Father Ki-seon Oh also strongly opposed the idea.

The parish Sister was of the same opinion, so I told Father Spies, "I was willing to give one of my eyes to you, Father. So I will offer it to someone else instead." But he, too, said absolutely not. 

I thought, "Surely Father John Park, the parish priest, will understand me." So I spoke to him as the last person, and he was shocked. "Oh no," he said. "Other things aside, since you have to work for the Blessed Mother, that simply cannot happen." He opposed it outright.

Out of deep regret, I spoke to a few other priests I knew, but they all said no without exception. Honestly, in the secular world, my husband's consent alone would have been enough to do everything. I had always believed that love was the first priority. But ever since the Blessed Mother began to shed tears, I came to believe that obedience is the first priority.

Ever since I began the work of the Lord and the Blessed Mother, I have never made any decisions on my own. That is why, even with the matter of donating my eye, I sought the permission of everyone involved. I wanted to free a blind person not only from physical darkness but also to help them open their spiritual eyes—to receive the Lord and enjoy the grace of salvation.

But except for my husband, no one consented, and I felt such deep sorrow. Still, I obeyed the will of the rest, the priests, nun, etc, accepting it as the Lord’s will. I offered it up with Semchigo as if I had actually given one eye to a blind person. At that moment, the Lord spoke to me:

“Oh, my beloved Little Soul! Though your wish was not fulfilled, your heartfelt love and devotion have already reached Heaven. Just by your sincere desire, you have already offered one of your eyes to a poor blind person, which has brought great comfort to my Heart and my Mother’s.

Seeing the devotion that flowed from your deep love, I have already opened the eyes of one blind person—both physically and spiritually—and led them onto the path of salvation you so earnestly desired. The love of my Sacred Heart never runs dry. The more you give, the greater and more expansive it becomes. Through you, new life will spring forth in more and more exhausted souls.”

“Oh, my Love, my Everything! Before your sweet and tender love, this sinful woman can only feel deep shame. I, this unworthy sinner, long to be more fully melted into and purified in Your love. Please wash me clean with the precious Blood You shed, and let me dwell always within You, so that the rest of my life may be lived as a pure soul—spotless, without wrinkle or crumple—completely one with Your love. Amen.”

My personal reflection note with Mama Julia🌹💗 

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