Message on December 8, 1988
Beginning a hymn titled, ‘Jesus is hanging on the Cross’, I approached the Blessed Mother’s statue. At that moment, the Blessed Mother be- gan shedding tears of blood. A closer look revealed that the Blessed Mother had already begun shedding tears, which were dripping on her feet. While I was praying before the Blessed Mother’s statue, I fell down and saw a vision at about 10:30 a.m.
The living Blessed Mother appeared as the weeping Blessed Mother of Naju, holding a rosary, as she always did. She looked extremely beautiful and merciful and her tears were flowing down to her feet. She began speaking with a beautiful and kind voice.
THE BLESSED MOTHER: I will call the parish priest. So far, the devils have used every method available to create divisions, trying to prevent you from uniting with him. For this reason, you must be awake and pray. Pray harder for him and Father Spies. I will shine the light of my Immaculate Heart so that you may work together for unity.
As I called them to work together holding my hands through the way of martyrdom, they will now walk that way. Hold hands with Fr. Spies more closely. This work is not what Julia, who says she is unworthy and lowly, is doing. Julia is only a channel. The work is being done by me.
Oh, my beloved children! I ask you, because too many of the children are walking toward hell. By making this known to the Bishop, restore my position in the Church. Then, the messages that I give you will spread to the world and the reformation of life will be accomplished and, thus, many children will repent and be liberated from the road to hell. As they walk toward Heaven, the just anger of God the Father will be relented.
Julia: Mother! Even now, aren’t many of the children converting and amending their lives by accepting your call?
THE BLESSED MOTHER: But an enormous number of my children are walking toward hell, which makes me sad. That is why I am asking you. Do you want to see, daughter?
Julia: Yes, Mother. Please show me.
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Yes, my kindhearted daughter! My lovely daughter who has to suffer pains! Now, look! Look at the children who are going toward hell by judging and criticizing.
I screamed, when I saw the sight.
Julia: Oh, no! Oh, no! Mother! Jesus!
I could not look, because it was too repulsive a scene. Every time people judged and criticized each other, maggots crawled out of their mouths and crawled to those who were not attentive, making them to commit sins as well.
However, even if one person judged and criticized, when another spoke kindly with love, a melody of love flowed from their lips, becoming a flame that melted away the maggots. These maggots could not be crushed, no matter how forcefully one stepped on them, nor could they be burned by fire. Yet, when love and charity were practiced through sacrifice—and when one triumphed in spiritual battle—they melted away and disappeared. The Blessed Mother spoke:
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Daughter, did you see that? That is why the just anger of God the Father has reached an extremely high level and He is about to send down punishment.
Julia: No! Please forgive many sinners. If they could repent by my going to hell in their place, I will offer all of myself for them. I have deserved hell since a long time ago… I have been able to give even a little love, because you called me, a poor and miserable one.
Moreover, you have allowed me to see the Lord and you. Participating in the sufferings has been my proper duty. May the Lord’s Will be accomplished with certainty through me, a shameful sinner! I cannot help being happy, even if I go to hell. So, please do not punish them.
I implored so loudly that others who were present heard me scream, "No!"
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Yes, thank you. Pray with that kind of profound sacrifice and self-denial. Even if you are insulted and persecuted because of me—even if you face doubts, hatred, misunderstandings, and all kinds of criticism and slander based on absurd rumors—the Lord will save many sinners from the misery of sin and will be with you, as long as you offer up those sufferings graciously and without despair. The sufferings… So many sufferings… These are what you will receive in the course of your life as you asked for them.
My Little Soul, who anguishes even over small mistakes and makes new resolutions! I find joy in you. I make it known to you that, through mistakes, you can overcome pride and reach the highest degree of perfect virtues through humility. Have a stronger trust in me. Follow me with greater courage. Good-bye!
I came out of the ecstasy at midnight. Unable to move my body, I was carried to the Chapel office, where I stayed with the Blessed Mother spiritually. But, as many people were gathering around me instead of praying, I felt sorry and asked to be carried to the attic. Seven people had to carry me.
Julia: Lord and Blessed Mother! Thank You. I cannot help thanking You, because the more I suffer, the more sinners will convert. I do not want to spare anything, if my unworthy sufferings can be used in realizing the Lord's Will. May the Lord be glorified through my little sufferings and let this unworthy and lowly sinner offer gratitude without ceasing.
Message on December 8, 1988
Beginning a hymn titled, ‘Jesus is hanging on the Cross’, I approached the Blessed Mother’s statue. At that moment, the Blessed Mother be- gan shedding tears of blood. A closer look revealed that the Blessed Mother had already begun shedding tears, which were dripping on her feet. While I was praying before the Blessed Mother’s statue, I fell down and saw a vision at about 10:30 a.m.
The living Blessed Mother appeared as the weeping Blessed Mother of Naju, holding a rosary, as she always did. She looked extremely beautiful and merciful and her tears were flowing down to her feet. She began speaking with a beautiful and kind voice.
THE BLESSED MOTHER: I will call the parish priest. So far, the devils have used every method available to create divisions, trying to prevent you from uniting with him. For this reason, you must be awake and pray. Pray harder for him and Father Spies. I will shine the light of my Immaculate Heart so that you may work together for unity.
As I called them to work together holding my hands through the way of martyrdom, they will now walk that way. Hold hands with Fr. Spies more closely. This work is not what Julia, who says she is unworthy and lowly, is doing. Julia is only a channel. The work is being done by me.
Oh, my beloved children! I ask you, because too many of the children are walking toward hell. By making this known to the Bishop, restore my position in the Church. Then, the messages that I give you will spread to the world and the reformation of life will be accomplished and, thus, many children will repent and be liberated from the road to hell. As they walk toward Heaven, the just anger of God the Father will be relented.
Julia: Mother! Even now, aren’t many of the children converting and amending their lives by accepting your call?
THE BLESSED MOTHER: But an enormous number of my children are walking toward hell, which makes me sad. That is why I am asking you. Do you want to see, daughter?
Julia: Yes, Mother. Please show me.
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Yes, my kindhearted daughter! My lovely daughter who has to suffer pains! Now, look! Look at the children who are going toward hell by judging and criticizing.
I screamed, when I saw the sight.
Julia: Oh, no! Oh, no! Mother! Jesus!
I could not look, because it was too repulsive a scene. Every time people judged and criticized each other, maggots crawled out of their mouths and crawled to those who were not attentive, making them to commit sins as well.
However, even if one person judged and criticized, when another spoke kindly with love, a melody of love flowed from their lips, becoming a flame that melted away the maggots. These maggots could not be crushed, no matter how forcefully one stepped on them, nor could they be burned by fire. Yet, when love and charity were practiced through sacrifice—and when one triumphed in spiritual battle—they melted away and disappeared. The Blessed Mother spoke:
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Daughter, did you see that? That is why the just anger of God the Father has reached an extremely high level and He is about to send down punishment.
Julia: No! Please forgive many sinners. If they could repent by my going to hell in their place, I will offer all of myself for them. I have deserved hell since a long time ago… I have been able to give even a little love, because you called me, a poor and miserable one.
Moreover, you have allowed me to see the Lord and you. Participating in the sufferings has been my proper duty. May the Lord’s Will be accomplished with certainty through me, a shameful sinner! I cannot help being happy, even if I go to hell. So, please do not punish them.
I implored so loudly that others who were present heard me scream, "No!"
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Yes, thank you. Pray with that kind of profound sacrifice and self-denial. Even if you are insulted and persecuted because of me—even if you face doubts, hatred, misunderstandings, and all kinds of criticism and slander based on absurd rumors—the Lord will save many sinners from the misery of sin and will be with you, as long as you offer up those sufferings graciously and without despair. The sufferings… So many sufferings… These are what you will receive in the course of your life as you asked for them.
My Little Soul, who anguishes even over small mistakes and makes new resolutions! I find joy in you. I make it known to you that, through mistakes, you can overcome pride and reach the highest degree of perfect virtues through humility. Have a stronger trust in me. Follow me with greater courage. Good-bye!
I came out of the ecstasy at midnight. Unable to move my body, I was carried to the Chapel office, where I stayed with the Blessed Mother spiritually. But, as many people were gathering around me instead of praying, I felt sorry and asked to be carried to the attic. Seven people had to carry me.
Julia: Lord and Blessed Mother! Thank You. I cannot help thanking You, because the more I suffer, the more sinners will convert. I do not want to spare anything, if my unworthy sufferings can be used in realizing the Lord's Will. May the Lord be glorified through my little sufferings and let this unworthy and lowly sinner offer gratitude without ceasing.