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Message on July 27, 1988
I suffered the pains of abortion and delivery from 11:30 p.m. to 2 a.m. My abdomen became swollen immensely, causing me intense pain.
My eyes could not be opened and were smarting and severely aching as if they were being pricked with thorns. I suffered the pain in my eyes be- cause the Blessed Mother cannot open her eyes and look at the numer- ous sins committed by those people with human faces but beastly hearts.
The Blessed Mother was healing the wounds of the babies who had not been born into this world but aborted. My abdomen was swelling in reparation for the sins of the mothers who had killed their children be- fore the ten-month period of pregnancy was completed.
The pains of delivery were in reparation for the sins of mothers who did not give birth to their children. I could not see the Blessed Mother, but heard her voice.
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Daughter! It makes my Heart hurt when I see you suffer so much. But I feel comforted when I see your heart which is willing to sacrifice your life to save many souls. Through your sufferings, many souls will repent.
Julia: Mother! I am only a truly unworthy sinner. This sinner belongs to you completely. Let your will be done.
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Thank you, my daughter! You think you are unworthy, but, as everyone is precious to me, you are also an indispensable and precious for me.
Julia: Mother! I am only an unworthy instrument. What can I not do if it is for my Lord, even if it means destruction, lacera- tion and being smashed into pieces of my body? Help me walk toward you, Mother, as an instrument that is not shameful.
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Aren’t your eyes very hurting now?
Julia: Yes, they are, Mother.
THE BLESSED MOTHER: As sinners have committed too many sins with their eyes, I cannot look at them with my open eyes. That is why you and I are now doing penance for their sins. Also, you are suffering the pains for the aborted unborn babies and for the repentance of those poor souls who carried out abortions. These pains will never be in vain.
Julia: Mother! thank you. Make fuller use of me, your instrument, unsparingly.
These sufferings ended, but I could not sleep because of other inde- scribable pains. I was able to endure them and joyfully offer them up, when I thought that the Lord was with me. I still could not open my eyes.