December 1, 1977
MY CHURCH
Supremacy above all the authorities of the earth
Write, my son:
It is I, Jesus, and I want to return to the subject that was interrupted a short while ago.
Concerning the evils in my Church and those who are responsible for the evils in it, I already spoke to you at length in the preceding books, but the subject is very far from being exhausted; there are many other things to be clarified, and right now I will clarify some of them.
From everything that I said in the two preceding messages, there emerges a harsh reality for the present rulers of the people: the supremacy of my Church above all the authorities of the earth. And this is because of its origin, not human but divine; because of its mission, that transcends the goods and the things of earth; because of its ends, that are the same for which I, Jesus, the only-begotten of the Father, in the fulness of time, became flesh, and died upon the Cross: the salvation of the human race.
All this should be for the men of the Church, a motive not of pride, but of humility; they should be conscious that they were chosen ab aeterno, not for their personal merits, but only through the pure goodness of God.
Strident contrast
I, with the mystery of my real, physical and personal Eucharistic presence in my Church, a mystery which left the angels in heaven stupefied and with good reason placing Myself at the center of the entire creation, can say to everyone: “Learn of me, for I am meek and humble of heart.”
Observe, my son, what a strident contrast there is between Me, the recently born Messias in the cave of Bethlehem; observe and meditate now the great contrast between Me, Jesus, crucified on the Cross, in the presence of the pompous arrogance hidden beneath the appearances of a velvety humility that even alters their personality, and that permits them to manifest themselves otherwise that what they really are. In other words, they have made a mask for themselves that hides their real physiognomy from others; now then, my son, Satan is the one who put this mask upon their face, and Satan himself will be the one who will take it off.
O son! Do not worry about the truths that you are writing down; let hesitation be far from you. The truth, although it is so little loved, should always be affirmed, without one's being concerned about the consequences derived from it. No one can touch even a single one of your hairs; you should suffer. But have not I, the eternal Word of God, suffered, I, the highest and eternal Truth, because I affirmed the truth?
Yes, I repeat it once more: What a tremendous contrast between Myself and them! But the hour of purification will sweep away and cast out all the putrefaction of presumptuous and proud theologians, who have sown so much poison everywhere in my Church. It will sweep away and cast out all the rottenness with which everything has been contaminated, disfiguring the countenance of my Church, that countenance that I gave it at its birth. Now it is enveloped in obscurity, and filled, to the point of overflowing, with innumerable contradictions. Son, in my Church not a few pastors, priests, consecrated souls in general and the faithful, are incapable of recognizing in themselves what in reality they are.
My son, in the newly made Church, I will no longer tolerate bureaucrats, functionaries, governors, nor money-changers. No! I desire saints, fathers, fathers only, capable of exercising their charge with benignity, not separated from firmness, from paternal firmness, always and only paternal. A father never commits injustices against his own children, although sometimes the children are not always respectful in relation to their parents. If all the pastors of souls and the priests were truly fathers, all injustices, this great sea of injustices, would disappear from my Church.
Son, I do not say that all, but truly many, of the desertions and evasions that have occurred, should be attributed to those who, in my Church, have forgotten to be fathers. Reflect, son: all the vocations that were impeded, or destroyed, by the pride and the arrogance of those who did not know how, nor desired to be: fathers.
One does not love nor pardon by means of a delegate
A true father knows how to understand and pardon a son who errs. The true father knows how to understand the sheep that became lost; he follows it, seeks it and, finding it, puts it upon his shoulders; a genuine father occupies himself in a direct manner with the lost son; one does not love nor pardon by means of a delegate.
You know very well, son, that love leads to union; and if in my Church the first and greatest commandment of love is observed, there would be not only union, but also a genuine and authentic communion; but you yourself can verify how things are in this area.
My son, the wages of pride, that make men fools, will never be comprehended by the human mind.
In my regenerated Church, there will no longer be so many dead souls, that are numbered in my Church today.
This will be my proximate coming to the earth, with the ADVENT OF MY KINGDOM IN SOULS, and it will be the Holy Ghost who, with the fire of his love and with his charisms, will maintain the new Church purified, that will be eminently charismatic, in the best sense of the word.
At present many bishops are distrustful and suspicious in relation to charismatic souls. But where does this mistrust have its origin? Perhaps in prudence? At times yes; but many times it is originated in jealousy, that is a child of pride. They are afraid that the charismatic soul diminishes their prestige, to which nearly everything is sacrificed, the prestige that is the malicious shadow of Satan, who pursues it and seeks it everywhere.
Today many do not understand, but there will arrive a time in which they will understand.
The pride that envelops my Church with the shadows of death, frustrates its purpose, for it is the cause of the eternal perdition of so many souls; and if one reflects that the eternal perdition of even one soul is the gravest of all misfortunes, sufferings and calamities of all the ages, then one could comprehend how dramatic this situation is.
It it enough for now, son. I bless you. Pray, and love Me intensely.