March 11, 1978

ABANDONMENT, A SUFFERING THAT TORTURES AND WOUNDS THE HEART

Do not fear, son; write; I tell you to do so: write.

Do you remember, son, what I had you see in 1975? In one instant you saw the state of depression of my Church; now. then, this state of depression in my Mystical Body is becoming more and more aggravated.

Do you see, my son, the abandonment in which I am left?

The abandonment that one person suffers from another, is always a lack of love; the children who abandon their parents, in order to wander through the world, certainly do not love them; or also, the parents who abandon their children, it is the same thing; and how often it happens that unnatural fathers and mothers abandon their own children, even at the most tender age? And why do they do so? Certainly not because they love them, but rather because, seized by the basest passions, they prefer evil and nor good, filthy and base sin, and not pure paternal or maternal love.

How great is the suffering of one who feels himself abandoned, a suffering that many cannot comprehend, but that tortures and wounds the heart.

Son, you think and reflect about abandonment among human beings; now think also about that of the “children of God,” my brethren, my “friends,” about that of my ministers and of so many of my pastors; look at and consider how I am treated in the mystery of love; look at the solitude in which I am left; look at and consider the sacrileges with which I am betrayed and sold; look at and consider how many deny Me, look at and consider by how many I am hated. Love, hated! Love, that demands love as its only response, but instead receives aversion, hostility and frequently hatred! The Way, abandoned, the Truth, denied and changed into error; the Life, rejected and valued less than death. I, the Light, to whom they prefer darkness!

Be converted to the lord otherwise you will all perish

My son, behold how it is not only a matter of abandonment, but of something much greater than abandonment, and that causes so much suffering and shedding of tears to the one who is the object of it, and today in my Church, it is my merciful Heart and the Immaculate Heart of my Mother and yours, that is the object.

Why do I continue speaking to you of all this? Why do I continue pointing out with so much insistence the evils that afflict my Mystical Body, of those who obstinately and stubbornly refuse, with few exceptions, to realize their tragic situation, and who sink themselves more and more into this obscurity, that is losing souls in eternal condemnation?

I insist in speaking of this, so that you, my small blunt pen, may write it and proclaim it to everyone: "Be converted to the Lord; otherwise, you will all perish!"

I have always told you not to worry, nor to care for the judgment of men, but rather always and only for the judgment of God.

Deaf to my calls and those of my mother, they have laughed at and mocked my prophets. what will become of them?

My son, for an upright soul, the tremendous confrontation between the powers of darkness and the sons of light is clear and very understandable; it can be easily understood and guessed that my Church would never have arrived at such a point, if the army of the confirmed souls, more precisely, the army of my soldiers, of my ministers and of my pastors, would not have rejected my teachings, given with my words of life, with my life of humility, of obedience, of love and of suffering. If my ministers and my bishops would not have forgotten my very clear and explicit invitation to follow Me all the way upon the Way of the Cross, today the tremendous ire of divine justice, so gravely offended, would not hang so heavily upon my Church and upon the world.

How much longer will my Father endure the generation of this perverse century? They have remained deaf to the calls of my Mother; they have laughed at and scorned my prophets. What will become of them?

Son, go to rest; I bless you. Love Me intensely, and as always, offer Me your sufferings in reparation for so much abomination.