|Posted by Doming on June 24, 2018 at 6:35 AM||comments (0)|
LITTLE CHILDREN, THINK OF THE NIGHT AT GETHSEMANE
My children, now that it has been granted to Me,
I assure you that you will regain what you desire.
Peace, peace, My dear ones.
Do not fight the battle ordained by My enemy.
Be prudent and I will place a remedy on everything.
As a token of My love, now I offer you a fragment
from the Most Holy Passion of Jesus,
since on this very date last year
He spoke to you about the Annunciation.
At the strike of the hour,
Jesus promptly let Himself be found in the Garden of Gethsemane,
where the Father had to subject Him to death
by means of sorrows and oppressions,
the likes of which no one will ever comprehended.
Jesus fell to the ground
to receive the accusation of the entire humankind,
for whom He was to atone.
It was the anticipated judgment against Him
who took all upon Himself, the judgment of God against man,
His Son and My Son.
On that night My beloved Son, My most beloved Jesus,
was the mockery of all of Hell.
He was accused of being insane by that Lucifer,
who hoped to really drive Him mad.
Yet, what can love not accomplish?
Perhaps My Son had to account to Satan for His humiliation?
My little boy, I still see You when,
in order to shelter Yourself from the cold,
You would press Yourself against My bosom,
but now that all of the infernal winds are unleashed against You,
where, how will You find shelter?
Would the heart of Your Mother have been sufficient for You?
Yes, it would have, if God had willed it, but it was not so.
Divine tragedy in the sea of accusations
hurled against Jesus, My Jesus!
Little children, do not be frightened if you have to suffer;
you see what the enraged, condemned rebels did to Him
on that gloomy night!
And He let them do everything.
And He chained Himself to the heavy bars of accusation
as if He had in fact been guilty.
I wanted to tell you this for His honor and for your knowledge.
Remember it and think how sad, how horrible
was the night at Gethsemane.
Who smiles at the beautiful lily of the mountain?
The mother does, full of love.
Who gives confidence to the little lamb on the mountain cliffs?
The mother does, full of compassion.
Who cautions against the dangers that lay hidden
to the eyes of the Son?
Mama does, full of protective love.
Who remembers the grief of a sorrowing mother?
The Son does, full of love.
Where will a grieving mother find her joys?
Among her loving children.
And what is the eternal dwelling of that Mother and those children?
Well, you know it, My little ones; it is Paradise!
|Posted by Doming on June 21, 2018 at 9:50 PM||comments (0)|
MAN: WHY DO YOU TORMENT YOURSELF IN YOUR ANGUISH
IF YOU KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU?
Part 2 of 2 CS-139 24-Mar-98
On the other hand, in Paradise
everyone enjoys My Will and they avail themselves of it
in order to obtain what they desire without contradiction,
without delay and in full.
They remain obedient and, therefore, I give them so much
that they are filled with all My help.
Moreover, they are filled with Me
so that they are all transformed by Me.
What an abyss between the condemned and the blessed!
Therefore, once you know that receiving help
depends not only on Me but also on you
and precisely on the state of adherence of your will to Mine,
consider well why I have you yearn for those graces,
which on certain occasions seem to be urgent or important to you.
And you will find that it is all a question of your submission to Me,
submission on which rests your own good,
your peace and the resolution of your anxieties.
I hope that you want to understand Me,
and never forget that by speaking so openly to you
about My help and your anxieties,
I, in so doing, am offering you help that you have not asked for.
The help of understanding Me, the help of being able to follow Me,
things much more important
than what you would like Me to grant you now.
Reflect, rather, upon the fact
that only a true lover knows how to give the beloved
all of his resources, his means,
and that never, save the case of the death of love,
would the lover withdraw from the beloved.
Oh, if you knew what strength there is in My Words, in My advice,
|Posted by Doming on June 19, 2018 at 6:40 PM||comments (0)|
MAN: WHY DO YOU TORMENT YOURSELF IN YOUR ANGUISH IF YOU KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU?
Part 1 of 2 CS-139 24-Mar-98
My children, certain and diversely efficacious is the help I give
to creatures who invoke Me.
I never deny them relief because the Word that I have given,
“Knock and it shall be open to you”
has been dictated from My Heart,
willing to open itself to every soul, to all those who suffer,
to all those who walk through thorny paths and crave for consolation.
Thus, I have wanted to remind you
that My yearning is to help you,
but in doing this
I do not only have in mind to remind but something higher,
to give you some help even now as I speak,
because the “knock and it shall be opened to you” is an invitation,
an advice of Mine.
Yet even without knocking, all of you are
as if submerged in a sea of help and Graces,
which are gifts of Mine neither sought after nor known by you
and, therefore, not appreciated.
Hence, I help you as a lover can help the beloved who is in need.
Who can foresee Me
if I have foreseen all of you before you were born?
Man, why do you torment yourself in your anguish
if you believe that I love you?
Is perhaps love careless
for one who does not notice the state of the beloved?
And what kind of love would that be?
Know that at the beginning of humanity, man was little,
a little one in My arms.
Now that he does not stop reasoning
(and many times, contradicting Me),
he expects My immediate intervention in his distress.
Therefore, while Adam received rapidly what he desired,
you, street boys, remained for a long time fighting My help.
Visit in thought the kingdoms of Love and hatred,
that is Paradise and Hell,
and you will find the reason that you many times seek,
that is to say the reason why I delay giving you My help.
In Hell you will find totally rebellious spirits to whom I deny all help
since they would like to transform Hell itself
into a diabolical feast,
all leaning toward the egotistic affirmation of their own self,
in violent opposition to My Will.
Therefore, for those in Hell, there is no help at all
but great severity and immense contradiction.
|Posted by Doming on June 18, 2018 at 4:30 PM||comments (0)|
JEWISH PEOPLE: PONDER!
They sacrilegiously chose Barabbas, and condemned Me.
With full awareness, Jewish wickedness freed an assassin
and condemned an innocent.
The Jews of today evade this consideration
and still condemn the Absent One
in order to prevent the condemnation of their religion.
If according to the Law I was to be condemned
because I had declared Myself the Son of God,
according to what law could a convicted murderer enjoy
the protection of the Sanhedrin?
The custom of freeing a condemned man during the Jewish Passover
was part of Rome’s political practice,
which sought to gain the acceptance of oppressed peoples.
Rome kept that custom then as well,
in spite of the fact that the requested liberation was,
on the part of the Jews,
a brazen declaration of their contempt for Roman justice.
I did not defend Myself,
but I now say to the Jews that the law invoked by them
in order to have Me condemned by Pilate
had been made by false messiahs, not by the True One.
Having chosen Barabbas was a deception to the people
and an affront to Rome
and Rome repaid: Jerusalem was destroyed
and precisely because of a false messiah.
Jews, where is your glory? Where are your prophets?
Why are all your saints dead?
Your Jerusalem, why is it in the hands of the unfaithful
who secretly govern it?
Jews, people of predilection,
the people from whom I obtained My Mother,
the people to whom I belong, ponder!
It is written that you will blindly believe My greatest enemy on earth,
that you will worship him with greater culpability
than you did the golden calf.
Consider! He whom you have nailed,
He whom you wanted insulted and hated,
is the Glory of your lineage.
If you return to Me, you will recover everything,
but if you continue to dishonor My memory,
you will be eternally condemned
between the slimy arms of the first rebel.
Jews, the decorum and the dishonor of the earth,
turn back on your footsteps, acknowledge your mistakes.
Your best defeat is to plant My Cross in your temples,
but your worst dishonor is to fight against My Church.
Come back, oh Jews. I will save all of you.
I will defend you.
Moreover, I assure you that I will honor you on earth and in Heaven...
|Posted by Doming on June 17, 2018 at 4:05 PM||comments (0)|
IN HEAVEN THE FUSION WITH MY CREATURES IS PERFECT
Human ecstasy causes Hell to shudder,
if Hell becomes aware of it.
Ecstasy elevates man toward Me
and bestows upon him dignities not yet possessed.
There are no ecstasies in Heaven
because here there is the fusion between Myself and My creatures.
Hence, they enjoy Me permanently
while ecstasy is an enticement made for men on the earth,
and it is brief.
How many ecstasies would merit clarification
so that My labor of love for men can be suitably valued!
I am not saying that the more apparent ecstasies,
like those of Joseph Cupertino, are not known
but that all of you do not comprehend the gamut of enticements
that I exercise by calling you through powerful intellectual rays.
Nevertheless, upon receiving these graces of Mine,
men and women transform themselves better each time,
and become little ecstatic individuals
who see everything that I manifest in Heaven and on earth.
Man’s corruption on the other hand, produces continual vilifications,
infernal enticements, the wrong kind of ecstasies.
In other words, Satan attracts toward what is low
and I, toward what is high.
And behold that the man who is lost, roams in the dark...
Be attentive then, so that holy movements toward Me
may be produced in all of you.
And out with the fears caused by Satan’s work.
Be trusting and you will be victorious.
|Posted by Doming on June 16, 2018 at 4:40 PM||comments (0)|
SPEAK ABOUT MY MERCY, ABOUT MY LOVE!
My true apostles are those who are devoid of any vainglory,
those who are humble and patient.
Well, now you realize what My Will is.
When I said to My apostles: “Follow Me”, they left everything.
Think a little about Me, about My discomforts,
about the authority with which I acted.
I never missed an occasion to speak about the Kingdom of God.
Do you want to miss an opportunity like this?
So you are not in the program. [It is] Even better;
your sole presence will evangelize.
I want you courageous, determined,
unwilling to pass up the smallest opportunity to speak of My Mercy,
of My Eucharistic presence,
of the love of your Jesus.
Always proceed, filled with faith and pray a great deal.
You need nothing else...
Remember that the light was not made to be placed under the bed.
I want you to speak about the Bread of Life
and about the Beatitudes.
Go visit that church and take them My blessing.
|Posted by Doming on June 15, 2018 at 4:30 PM||comments (0)|
BE MY HELPERS IN DELIVERING SOULS FROM HELL
Think of the sadness and grief that exists
where the condemned scream and despair.
Not even one of them will ever leave that place
and the turmoil that afflicts them, will not only not decrease
but it will continually increase.
Contrary to what happens in Heaven,
the greater the number of the condemned that enter Hell,
the more that the fire of hatred and furor increases among them.
It is just as if someone came into a home
where people are already quarreling,
in order to join in the altercations.
The confusion would certainly increase.
The condemned howl in rage and roar
powerless to do to one another the evil they would desire to do,
while they also grab hold and try to devour one other.
So great is their hatred that they become beastlike.
Hell is a most daunting confusion
and everything and everyone burn in the fieriest hatred
and pent up rebellion against Me,
against the rebel angels thereof condemned
and even against those who they loved and respected on earth.
In Hell a father hates his children
as a mother fiercely hates her own children
because the hatred for Me destroys any good feeling,
including the natural one.
He who calls on Me to deliver him from Hell
does not know well what he asks,
but he gives Me great joy because that is precisely My Will...
And to deliver them from the eternal pains,
I also make use of some helpers
who have the assignment of being saviors at the moment of death.
They bear bitter sufferings, which united to Mine,
will be the salvation of many of the dying,
who shall thus, be pulled out of the mouth of Hell.
Oh how they will shine in Heaven,
My helpers whom I use for this work!
If everyone could see the invisible threads
that unite Heaven and earth,
what marvels they would do upon knowing
how I carry out My work of Redemption.
Little daughter. Do you want to be one of My helpers?
Then, smile and accept the challenge
even if you may have to fight against the same souls
to whom you will be doing good.
|Posted by Doming on June 14, 2018 at 10:35 PM||comments (1)|
NO SUFFERING IS USELESS
In the beginning everything was fully harmonious
and satisfactory for every creature.
With sin, the equilibrium ended;
man lost his many benefits
and became a slave to moral and physical evil.
The first ones to sin but not the first in malice were Adam and Eve.
Earlier, many other sins had broken even more the balance of things,
so much so that all the actions from Hell
were and are directed to breaking the created order.
He who does not sin draws close to the predetermined order
but he cannot be exempt
from the accumulation of causes surrounding him.
Seen in this way, the problem of sorrow takes meaning
that is proper to its origin,
but its painful effects do not change
even in the presence of this superior vision of evil.
To blame oneself?
No, it is not fair.
It is better to make an effort to endure the pain;
to be calm is the best thing.
I assure you [Catalina] that you are not down here to suffer uselessly
and that it will all end soon.
Impatience is harmful and tolerance is beneficial.
Love, thus, is everything for lovers.
The divine life grows in excess; be of good cheer and trust.
|Posted by Doming on June 14, 2018 at 12:05 AM||comments (0)|
I AM THE DEFENDER OF THE CHILDREN OF MARY
Part 2 of 2 CS-133 9-Mar-98
St. Michael the Archangel
You are tall, a little shorter than Jesus.
You have the most beautiful brown hair.
Your forehead is fair and adorned with vivid light.
Your eyes by far the most beautiful in Heaven,
second only to those of Jesus.
They are very sweet and of a green-gray color.
Your face is small and well shaped,
Your cheeks colored by the most delicate pink whiteness.
Your mouth is perfect in lines and proportions
without being too small.
Just like that of Jesus!
As a whole, Your body is thin,
and in particular Your most holy hands denote great fineness
and the heavenly mastery of Your Maker and ours.
In Your words You express unfathomable sweetness.
In the look in Your eyes, You resemble Your Jesus
more than in anything else.
You are majestic, yet so beautiful
that Your own majesty
is entirely enveloped in divine sweetness of manners
and feminine bearing.
All happy creatures praise You, and I, who am Your defender,
take joy in all Your fame in the world
and in so much love in Heaven.
You show yourself on earth, yet not quite as we see you up here
except to some creatures.
Oh Mother of the Eternal One,
forgive me for having dared to speak of You
in such an imperfect manner.
But I did it because such was my desire
in order to give joy to Your children on earth
who, while they do not see You, imagine that You look in Heaven
the same way You did while still on the earth,
where You were also most beautiful.
Oh, if they could see what distance there is
between their imagination, even if poetic, and the reality of Heaven!
But for now mortals must believe;
afterwards, they will see and understand.
Michael the Archangel, protector of Mary on earth now keeps silence
and declares unto you, children of Mary,
that by Her side he fights for you.
Bless, oh mystical members of Jesus,
bless the great Mother of God!
|Posted by Doming on June 13, 2018 at 12:55 AM||comments (0)|
I AM THE DEFENDER OF THE CHILDREN OF MARY
Part 1 of 2 CS-133 9-Mar-98
St. Michael the Archangel
Write now, my sister, my friend.
Write what I want to say to the Blessed Virgin, most high Mother,
joy of Heaven, hope for the earth…
My Lady, in the abysses of evil You are feared,
in the places of avidity You are venerated.
In all places, in Heaven, on earth, in Hell, You are known.
He who loves You has given You a throne,
those whom You choose, give You their hearts.
If each mortal could see you, how he would love You;
You are so beautiful, so precious
and since few on earth can gaze at your countenance today,
as is Your desire, oh Mother,
I disclose to the pilgrims something that will fill them with joy.
But first I want to reveal to them who I am and why I love You.
I am Michael the Archangel, God’s Captain,
the Eternal One’s sword,
and I love You because God loves You
and because I defended You, myself,
when Lucifer refused to accept that Christ was to be born of You.
Oh my Mother, when Your mama welcomed You in her womb,
I was immediately given her custody and Yours.
Sent by God, I ran with ardent affection
to protect You from all adversity.
Indeed Lucifer would have wanted to suffocate You
in Anne’s very womb
but he was forced by me to flee far away...
This is why I love You and You also love me.
I know You and I see You but these children of Yours do not see You.
I will console them by telling them a little about You.
Brethren in Heaven
who watch over the beloved children of Mary on the earth,
I entrust you with the delivery of my words
to those who listen to me.
Blessed Virgin, divine Mother and joy of mine
and of all the saints in Heaven,
with Your consent I will now try to make a portrait of You.