Message on February 23, 1989
I was reflecting on the violence of the cunning devil. The devil, stirring up various events, attacked me through people, causing me great suffering. But I entrusted everything to God and prayed with a heart full of trust in His profound love. After some time had passed, I suddenly heard a voice that sounded like the Blessed Mother's.
Satan: Julia! Lately you have been suffering too much. Take a break now. Even Jesus rested between prayers.
At first, I believed it was the Blessed Mother speaking, and I thought she was going to offer me some rest, knowing well all the sufferings I had endured up to that point. However, it felt a bit strange that she would offer me rest, especially during this Lenten season when I was planning to offer up my sufferings through self-denial. I also remembered the Blessed Mother having asked me to offer up graciously all the numerous pains given to me—even those terrible pains arising from the contortion of my four limbs and from the crushing of my heart.
Satan: You have accumulated lots of treasures in Heaven until now by sacrificing yourself for sinners. These treasures in Heaven are yours. Now, God will be very pleased, even if you rest comfortably and lead a painless life. Now, stop doing the work in the Chapel and let others do it and also stop spreading the messages. From now on, I will take care of everything.
Julia: What should I do then?
Satan: Now my will is about to be realized. You can return to your family. If you focus on taking good care of your family, I will give you all the happiness, wealth and fame. So, listen to me. You don't have to worry about your husband's success at work or your children's future. Do you understand?
Julia: No, I do not understand what you said.
When I was thinking, “Happiness, wealth and fame?”, I heard the voice again.
Satan: I’ve said that I will let you live a comfortable life from now on, but you don’t like it?
Julia: Who are you? Show me yourself.
Satan: I am Mother Mary whom you love. Now, you must listen well to my words. You must now sever yourself from Father Spies. You are a Korean. Why do you hold the hands of a foreigner? Now obey me only. I will direct you personally.
Julia: It was my Mother Mary who led me to hold hands with Father Spies. My life belongs to God. God will lead me. I have never wanted happiness, wealth and fame. I only wish that the Lord's Will be done on this earth.
Satan: You, a stubborn one! If you don't value your life, I will take it today. I cannot stand you taking away from me those souls whom I have gathered with many efforts. If I only get rid of you, my mind will be at ease. I am also going to incapacitate priests.
From that moment on, I had to suffer without even being able to say a word. I thought I was dying—unable to resist under heavy pressure. ‘How much time has passed?’ When I opened my eyes with incomplete consciousness, I saw the weeping Blessed Mother of Naju looking at me compassionately without saying anything.
She looked like an ordinary mother who watches her children groaning in pain and wishes to suffer the pain in their place, feeling extremely sorry for them. I tried to say, "Mother!" but could not make any sound. So, I struggled and kept trying to call her but could not make any sound, either. Finally, I called, "Mother!" with a loud voice, which startled me so much that I woke up. It was 5 a.m. I saw my small desk left overturned. I felt that the Blessed Mother had something to tell me.
So, I washed myself and went to the Chapel. When I opened the door of the Chapel, a strong, intensely rich fragrance of roses and lilies assailed me, and it felt as though it stung my nose. As I stepped in, the Blessed Mother walked toward me. When I stopped, she also stopped. She was within touching distance of me.
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Daughter! Thank you.
Julia: Mother, why do you love this incompetent sinner so much who can do nothing?
THE BLESSED MOTHER: I give my love to the simple and little ones. Little souls give admiration, honor and glory to the Lord and do not take away anything from me. Certain things that can be shortcomings to big souls are not shortcomings to little ones.
You are a Little Soul. You too have many shortcomings, but, because your shortcomings are directed toward goodness as you offer up sacrifices and reparations, you can remain humble. Because I live within you in love, everything you do is turning into the prayers of love. Offer up everything. As you do not refuse anything to me, I will not refuse anything to you.
Julia: Mother! I am an unqualified one who can do nothing. I am only a poor and unworthy sinner who should remain hidden.
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Yes. I called you, because you are poor and unworthy. I wish to spread my messages of love through you who wants to work hidden.
Julia: Mother! It is difficult because of my unworthiness.
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Do not fear. When you feel uneasy, the devils intensify their attacks and work more strenuously to achieve their victory. They are becoming more active employing all the available methods to defeat you, as many souls get to see the light in the grace of repentance through your sacrifices and sufferings. Look. Aren't they oppressing you through many people under the guise of goodness? I do not abandon even one soul.
Nobody can take away even one soul from me, but, because God gave free will to humans, they run away from the Lord, betray and deny Him, and do everything according to their own will. In this way, they become blinded and follow Satan. Because there are too many children who lack trust like this and wound my Immaculate Heart, I implore you, daughter.
Julia: Mother! Please tell me. I will not spare even my life for the realization of the Lord's Will. May your will be done!
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Yes, thank you. The Lord did not create humans to be allied with the devils, but many—those who are meant to share joy with one another in eternal love— end up aligning themselves with the devils and provoking God's wrath. Therefore, my messages of love must be spread fast and they must amend their lives. For that purpose, the approval is necessary. Inform the Bishop again. My beloved Bishop, my dearest priest…
He has devoted his whole life to the Lord and has unceasingly taken care of the children as their parent in the Lord’s stead despite many wounds, pains and sufferings.
I am consoled by his many sacrifices and reparations. I will let the light of the Lord's glory shine from him. Seek permission to offer Mass in the Chapel, that we may halt the fiery arrows hurled by the devils. My Son Jesus is bleeding and sweating. As too many souls are joining their forces with the devils, prepare a tabernacle in the Chapel so that I may pray with my Son Jesus. Then, you will surely see the victory. Help me. Invite my Son Jesus (into the Chapel) who will shine the dark world brightly.
Julia: Mother! How can I do it?
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Consult with the Bishop, my son, together with the parish priest and Father Spies. Help me save many souls.
Julia: What kind of method should we use?
She did not answer. I asked again and again, but she was silent and weeping. It was 7 a.m.
Message on February 23, 1989
I was reflecting on the violence of the cunning devil. The devil, stirring up various events, attacked me through people, causing me great suffering. But I entrusted everything to God and prayed with a heart full of trust in His profound love. After some time had passed, I suddenly heard a voice that sounded like the Blessed Mother's.
Satan: Julia! Lately you have been suffering too much. Take a break now. Even Jesus rested between prayers.
At first, I believed it was the Blessed Mother speaking, and I thought she was going to offer me some rest, knowing well all the sufferings I had endured up to that point. However, it felt a bit strange that she would offer me rest, especially during this Lenten season when I was planning to offer up my sufferings through self-denial. I also remembered the Blessed Mother having asked me to offer up graciously all the numerous pains given to me—even those terrible pains arising from the contortion of my four limbs and from the crushing of my heart.
Satan: You have accumulated lots of treasures in Heaven until now by sacrificing yourself for sinners. These treasures in Heaven are yours. Now, God will be very pleased, even if you rest comfortably and lead a painless life. Now, stop doing the work in the Chapel and let others do it and also stop spreading the messages. From now on, I will take care of everything.
Julia: What should I do then?
Satan: Now my will is about to be realized. You can return to your family. If you focus on taking good care of your family, I will give you all the happiness, wealth and fame. So, listen to me. You don't have to worry about your husband's success at work or your children's future. Do you understand?
Julia: No, I do not understand what you said.
When I was thinking, “Happiness, wealth and fame?”, I heard the voice again.
Satan: I’ve said that I will let you live a comfortable life from now on, but you don’t like it?
Julia: Who are you? Show me yourself.
Satan: I am Mother Mary whom you love. Now, you must listen well to my words. You must now sever yourself from Father Spies. You are a Korean. Why do you hold the hands of a foreigner? Now obey me only. I will direct you personally.
Julia: It was my Mother Mary who led me to hold hands with Father Spies. My life belongs to God. God will lead me. I have never wanted happiness, wealth and fame. I only wish that the Lord's Will be done on this earth.
Satan: You, a stubborn one! If you don't value your life, I will take it today. I cannot stand you taking away from me those souls whom I have gathered with many efforts. If I only get rid of you, my mind will be at ease. I am also going to incapacitate priests.
From that moment on, I had to suffer without even being able to say a word. I thought I was dying—unable to resist under heavy pressure. ‘How much time has passed?’ When I opened my eyes with incomplete consciousness, I saw the weeping Blessed Mother of Naju looking at me compassionately without saying anything.
She looked like an ordinary mother who watches her children groaning in pain and wishes to suffer the pain in their place, feeling extremely sorry for them. I tried to say, "Mother!" but could not make any sound. So, I struggled and kept trying to call her but could not make any sound, either. Finally, I called, "Mother!" with a loud voice, which startled me so much that I woke up. It was 5 a.m. I saw my small desk left overturned. I felt that the Blessed Mother had something to tell me.
So, I washed myself and went to the Chapel. When I opened the door of the Chapel, a strong, intensely rich fragrance of roses and lilies assailed me, and it felt as though it stung my nose. As I stepped in, the Blessed Mother walked toward me. When I stopped, she also stopped. She was within touching distance of me.
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Daughter! Thank you.
Julia: Mother, why do you love this incompetent sinner so much who can do nothing?
THE BLESSED MOTHER: I give my love to the simple and little ones. Little souls give admiration, honor and glory to the Lord and do not take away anything from me. Certain things that can be shortcomings to big souls are not shortcomings to little ones.
You are a Little Soul. You too have many shortcomings, but, because your shortcomings are directed toward goodness as you offer up sacrifices and reparations, you can remain humble. Because I live within you in love, everything you do is turning into the prayers of love. Offer up everything. As you do not refuse anything to me, I will not refuse anything to you.
Julia: Mother! I am an unqualified one who can do nothing. I am only a poor and unworthy sinner who should remain hidden.
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Yes. I called you, because you are poor and unworthy. I wish to spread my messages of love through you who wants to work hidden.
Julia: Mother! It is difficult because of my unworthiness.
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Do not fear. When you feel uneasy, the devils intensify their attacks and work more strenuously to achieve their victory. They are becoming more active employing all the available methods to defeat you, as many souls get to see the light in the grace of repentance through your sacrifices and sufferings. Look. Aren't they oppressing you through many people under the guise of goodness? I do not abandon even one soul.
Nobody can take away even one soul from me, but, because God gave free will to humans, they run away from the Lord, betray and deny Him, and do everything according to their own will. In this way, they become blinded and follow Satan. Because there are too many children who lack trust like this and wound my Immaculate Heart, I implore you, daughter.
Julia: Mother! Please tell me. I will not spare even my life for the realization of the Lord's Will. May your will be done!
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Yes, thank you. The Lord did not create humans to be allied with the devils, but many—those who are meant to share joy with one another in eternal love— end up aligning themselves with the devils and provoking God's wrath. Therefore, my messages of love must be spread fast and they must amend their lives. For that purpose, the approval is necessary. Inform the Bishop again. My beloved Bishop, my dearest priest…
He has devoted his whole life to the Lord and has unceasingly taken care of the children as their parent in the Lord’s stead despite many wounds, pains and sufferings.
I am consoled by his many sacrifices and reparations. I will let the light of the Lord's glory shine from him. Seek permission to offer Mass in the Chapel, that we may halt the fiery arrows hurled by the devils. My Son Jesus is bleeding and sweating. As too many souls are joining their forces with the devils, prepare a tabernacle in the Chapel so that I may pray with my Son Jesus. Then, you will surely see the victory. Help me. Invite my Son Jesus (into the Chapel) who will shine the dark world brightly.
Julia: Mother! How can I do it?
THE BLESSED MOTHER: Consult with the Bishop, my son, together with the parish priest and Father Spies. Help me save many souls.
Julia: What kind of method should we use?
She did not answer. I asked again and again, but she was silent and weeping. It was 7 a.m.