629. Meditating the Lord’s Passion for the Proper Upbringing of Children

💌 629. Meditating the Lord’s Passion for the Proper Upbringing of Children

Saint Bridget said that Jesus received 5,480 blows during His Passion and I simply believed this. So while meditating on the 5,480 blows that Jesus received, I told my two children, “My sweet hearts, each of you strike me 5,480 times.” The two children, sensing that my attitude had become unusually firm, had no choice but to pick up the rods.

They must have realized that it was no use trying to stop their mother anymore. The children sat on either side of me, softly hitting my calves taking turns, just enough to lightly tap them. Yet, they wept so sorrowfully that their eyes soon became as red as a rabbit’s eye. Although they cried bitterly and struck very lightly, I had received 5,480 strokes from each of them, a total of 10,960 blows. Before long, my calves were bruised a deep blue.

“Oh, my beloved Jesus! If even the weak blows of frail children can cause such pain, how much more would Your body have been utterly mangled by the fierce whipping with all the wicked’s might?” I meditated deeply on the Lord’s Passion. Jesus, who is God, yet took on the form of a lowly human being! Thinking of Jesus’ boundless love—so high, deep, and wide—who laid down His entire body and willingly offered up excruciating sufferings for the repentance of sinners, my heart swelled as if it would burst and I was overcome with uncontrollable tears.

With uncontrollable tears of gratitude and joy, I earnestly cried out to the Lord. “Lord! I offer up this small suffering of mine with joy, so please let as many blows as the children struck me be used for their spiritual growth. And always guide them to live a life of repentance in every moment, until they grow and reach the moment of their death. Also, please grant the grace that as many sinners as the number of blows may repent…”

While the children were hitting me, they could not bear to open their eyes and struck with their eyes closed. So, they did not know the bruises on my legs. After completing the number of strikes, they opened their eyes and were shocked to see their mother’s calves.

Seeing the blood bruises on my legs, as if they were about to burst at any moment from the blows they had struck, they cried even louder, “Waaah!” and said, “Mom! We are sorry! We will never fight again!” I hugged both children tightly in my arms and said, “My sweet hearts, do you know how much this mom loves you? I love you so, so much. So from now on, let us live only kindly in the Lord, okay?”

As I comforted them, they replied, “Yes, Mom! We are sorry! We will never fight again. Mommy, it hurts a lot, does it not?” 

They were at a loss for what to do. Although my legs were badly bruised, I offered it up with Semchigo as if it were the love of Jesus and I was filled with joy. If I can properly educate my beloved children, even if my legs were to break, how happy would that pain be?

After that, the children never fought again and even without any small dispute, showed consideration and yielded to each other, sharing a deep sibling affection. Even after the two children had grown up, they got along more harmoniously and well. As I meditated on the immense love of Jesus, who loved His children of this world so much that He willingly accepted the suffering of the Passion on the Cross in order to call them to Heaven, gratitude burst from my lips. “Lord! Praise, thanks, and glory be to You.”

“O, my beloved daughter, my cute little baby! You are my comfort. The children of the world lack true repentance and sincere hearts and though they know the contempt and scourging I endured with their intellect, they still do not hesitate to commit sacrilegious acts. Even those who have been called to go to Heaven do not trust me, causing my heart to break as their states deserve crossings between hell and purgatory. This pain tears my heart into pieces.

However, you are practicing love by uniting with my suffering, so how could I not receive your praise, thanks, and glory? With your deep love and sincere devotion, rooted in My love, more souls will repent than the number of blows you received through your children. And those souls will awaken from indiscretion to experience joy, love, and peace.”

My personal reflection note with Mama Julia🌹💗 

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