685. Even if my head shatters, as long as they can repent...

💌 685. Even if my head shatters, as long as they can repent...

As the volunteers repented, all the pain I had been experiencing disappeared, and about 10 minutes later, sister Maria Ko arrived. The moment she saw me, she started scolding me, mercilessly hitting me and roughly grabbing my head. “You b**ch! You are more educated and capable than I am, so if you had devoted yourself to the charismatic movement all this time, would you not have become even more significant than me by now? You b**ch!

Because you stopped participating in the charismatic movement, the Lord is punishing you with suffering, and that is why you are always in pain. But it is not too late—start again now! Do you hear me, you b**ch?” She kept striking my head so forcefully that I felt I saw flashes of light before my eyes. 

With each blow, I prayed that sister Maria’s soul would be sanctified and that another soul would be saved. I endured the blows for over an hour, offering up my suffering with Semchigo as if I was loved. It felt as though my head was truly breaking apart, and I was barely conscious.

But even if my head were to shatter, if their repentance would allow them to become true instruments of the Lord and work for His glory, what would I have to lose? Offering up my pain beautifully, I prayed fervently in my heart: “Oh, Jesus! Forgive them. Let Your words, ‘Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing,’ be fulfilled in this person.”

But even as I endured such outrageous insults and was beaten for a long time, the volunteers who had just wept in repentance and begged for my forgiveness did nothing to stop it. They stood by, watching in silence. When we work for Jesus and the Blessed Mother, is it not what the Lord desires that we lovingly guide and correct our brothers and sisters if they are going in the wrong direction?

Even as I was beaten so severely, my suffering felt light when I thought about how the Lord must be heartbroken seeing the spiritual state of these volunteers. I offered up their indifference with Semchigo as if I were loved and cried out to the Lord in my heart:

“Lord, my beloved! I offer up the pain of these beatings as atonement for all the wrongful judgments the volunteers have made. May each blow I endure awaken them spiritually so they may no longer judge others but entrust everything wholly to You, becoming good children who live in Your love and that of the Blessed Mother. May we all become one in Their love.” As I prayed, I heard the gentle voice of Jesus.

“My beloved Little Soul! You are not merely enduring and withstanding your sufferings but uniting them with My will, which desires not the death of sinners but their salvation, and offering them up beautifully. Because of the large and little sacrifices you offer moment by moment, many sinners will repent, and your pains will become nourishment for restoring souls who are spiritually ill.

At times, you may endure suffering so great that it feels like death itself, but through My kiss of love, you will always find spiritual peace, joy, and love, bringing many souls back to Me.

True repentance alone does not completely wash away sin—there must also be atonement. By realizing this and humbly accepting everything, meditating on the lives of the martyrs, and living a life of reparation for others, the Little Soul like you bringS Me comfort.”

During this time, my head continued to ache from the beating. For a month, I could barely open my eyes, and for an entire year, I had to visit the hospital for headaches, and had an MRI. Yet, I offered up my pain with Semchigo as if I was loved, praying that the charismatic movement volunteers would be spiritually sanctified and become true servants who bring water to dry lands.

Although I had officially stepped away from the charismatic movement, whenever they called upon me, saying I was needed, I always responded with “Amen” and went. Whatever I could do, I did with all my heart, joyfully offering it for the glory of the Lord.

My personal reflection note with Mama Julia🌹💗 

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