“Beloved, the commemoration of My Sacrifice for all of mankind approaches, and I urge you to take seriously the instants that draw near. Before night falls, turn to My Love and allow Me to illuminate you with My Mercy.”
ACCOMPANY ME, DO NOT GIVE ANOTHER MEANING TO THIS COMMEMORATION OF HOLY WEEK.
TESTIMONY OF LIGHT OF MARYABOUT THE SACRED PASSION OF OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST
APRIL 14, 2011
JESUS SHARES HIS FINAL SUFFERINGS WITH LIGHT OF MARY, HIS PROPHET AND VICTIM SOUL.
Out of infinite mercy, my Divine Spouse Jesus has deigned to manifest His Passion in my weak body, to allow me to share with Him the sufferings of His Sorrowful Passion.
May everything be for the “greater glory of God and the salvation of souls.” Amen.
Following is what Our Lord Jesus Christ has allowed me to live yesterday, specifically the “THREE HOURS OF AGONY ON THE CROSS.”
He shares His Sacred Passion with me. And yesterday I lived and felt the pains that My Beloved Lord Jesus Christ lived in those last moments of His Crucifixion.
On the Cross, the King of all creation remained surrounded by the Angels who did not separate from Him for an instant. They accompanied their King, with great devotion, veneration and suffering.
Before this final scene, everything created by the Hand of the Father, shudders.
My Beloved is crowned with Thorns, which touch the Cross and sink into the back of His Most Sacred Head. The pain of each instant is increased by new sufferings to which He is subjected.
He suffers the consequences of human pride in His own Body, while His Spirit is manifested in infinite Love for us. Thus He gives Himself entirely for humanity and offers His Sacred Passion for the sins of all generations.
Our Lord, shares with me His pain, for each thorn that sinks more strongly into His Divine Head, He also offers these pains for the bad thoughts of men, for the bad actions, for misused intelligence, for the minds that perversely attempt against the gift of life, for resentment, for impatience and other acts of ingratitude.
I feel my hands tear because of the weight of the body, which is drawn down by natural law and makes my joined hands, united to those of my Jesus, hurt atrociously.
But more than the pain caused by the nails, I experience the pain my Beloved feels in His entrails, it is a pain that surpasses everything physical. A pain of Sublime Love: the pain of the King that is constantly crucified by the bad actions that His children commit with their hands. The burden of so many hours causes my fingers to go numb and I feel the cold that invades them when blood no longer circulates. The bruised fingers come alive from one moment to another when human beings make reparation for the harms committed with their hands. At this moment, Jesus sees all the consecrations performed out of routine, or without faith, and He hurts and He makes reparation not only for this, but for the homicides, for the thefts, for the sins of the flesh, for the abortions and other sins that are committed with the hands.
I cannot leave my throat unnoticed, which shares that bitterness that reaches it with the rise of the gastric juices that burn continuously and with them blood rises and nearly causes me to suffocate; breathing becomes short and as I breathe, choking happens continually, nausea does not wait and in the effort to not stop breathing, upon inhaling with force, juices enter the lungs quickly. Breathing becomes short and becomes more difficult. And Divine Jesus encourages me to make reparation, to not let this suffocation be more than His Love for humanity. And I, beside My Jesus, make reparation for every word out of man’s mouth, for every defamation, for every slander, for every disaffection, for every piece of gossip, for every bad word uttered with pleasure and awareness, and for everything that is not a word of blessing.
Without letting Himself be overcome before this highest degree of pain, My Jesus encourages me to remain with Him on the Holy Wood, and bear with love the pains that exacerbate with greater intensity. The spasms of the digestive system are continuous. The Divine Body has been beaten constantly, since the night He was arrested to this moment on the Cross. The internal bleeding that had been caused by the blows and wounds of the scourging has spilled on the road. There is no flesh on the bones, and I see the Angels gathering that Divine Blood in chalices, fruit of Redemption for all of mankind.
The throat is now so dry that the saliva and gastric juices cease to flow and the gall leaves that bitter taste in the mouth. I AM THIRSTY! Jesus exclaims… and they give Him vinegar; and in this vinegar He sees especially this generation, this generation that has given Him and is giving Him bitter bile.
My legs shake, and our Beloved Jesus, offering and making reparation for humanity, rests on His hurt Feet pierced by the enormous nail that seems to become a heavy chain that does not let mankind to walk towards eternal life, but rather keeps it subject to sin. The wounded tendons jump and the muscles in the legs poke out. I see how man’s fury has not left skin upon the Body of the King. Viciously the executioners have unloaded upon the Divine Lamb all of humanity’s hatred, it is a totally bleeding body, awesome, a most Holy Body that does not look at Itself, and that with all the Infinite Love is going to offer up to the last drop of His Most Precious Blood to wash the sin of mankind which He loves, loves…
At this moment I do not feel my legs. Jesus leads me to make reparation for the steps mired by the mud of the evil of mankind. My legs tremble feeling the giant strides of humanity who runs, moved by the evil that attempts to snatch its soul. They tremble seeing mankind run after false Gods that bring war, uncertainty, lust. I tremble before a humanity that strips from Jesus His Kingdom and does not know Him. The love for His creatures is so great that Jesus offers Himself for them and raising His own Heart, He addresses the words that contain all of His essence to His Father:
“FATHER, FORGIVE THEM FOR THEY KNOW NOT WHAT THEY DO!”
These words filled with the same Germ of Divine Love, shake all of Creation, and Creation becomes silent seeing the cruelty of His enemies, which like a spear pierces the Side of the King and Lord of all of creation. Wound that in this instant opens more deeply with the acts committed against the holiness of the priestly ministry, wound that in this present lacerates the Mystic Body, wound of indifference of consecrated people who make this ministry worldly and profane it without fear.
Now my body is supported only by Love, by Love, and with this my Lord Jesus Christ tells me: Daughter, see how much My love achieves! A drop, a sigh of My Love gives life. And here I place it before man. TAKE IT, TAKE IT MANKIND, TAKE IT, DRINK MY LOVE!
My eyes cloudy, and my body united to Jesus’ Body feels itself dehydrate totally. I see a wound of supreme love hanging from the Holy Tree. My Divine Jesus prepares Himself to breathe out His Spirit, all of the Angels weep before this scene impossible to describe with human words, and they exclaim: What have they done to You, King, what have those whom You love done to You!… Falling on their knees at the foot of the Cross of glory and majesty, they look upon the trembling Divine Body.
The Divine Lips have been hidden before a Face that, although swollen, cannot hide such infinite beauty, such infinite love and… I see those Divine Eyes that at this moment look upon the Mother and His beloved disciple, and in this disciple see all the faithful souls that offer their life for love of Him, His Mother and their neighbor.
He merges with the Holy Wood and raises His eyes to Heaven and in secret speak to His Father:
“Here lies Your Love for man, here I give Myself for each one of them, here on this Tree hangs Your Son. Father! Out of Love accept My reparation for each one of them, through all the ages. Father! Forgive Your People and give them salvation. My Mercy is born here, on this Tree I save every repentant sinner. There will not be a human being truly repentant that My Mercy does not reach. Here lies, Father, Your Love for Your children, here, in Your Son.”
And with profound pains, atrocious pains, infinite pains, Our Lord rescues those souls that in the last breath of life, He snatches from the hands of the evil one.
I see, I feel, and all of Creation grows. The silence is true silence, not one hair falls, and everything is silent.
The Son of God and Savior of mankind quivers throughout His entire Body and from the entrails of His Being, the rays of merciful light reach all human beings… and Jesus gives up His Spirit.
The Earth groans and shakes, the water is stirred, the wind blows with force, nature cries out.
Hell fears before the triumph of Divine Love.
The sun darkens, the stars go out, and the moon darkens, giving honors the King who has conquered.
This is me living the last moments of My Beloved Jesus on the Cross.
Prostrate before My good Jesus Crucified, and united with all of mankind, I tell Him with all of my love:
“WE ADORE YOU OH CHRIST AND WE PRAISE YOU
BECAUSE BY YOUR HOLY CROSS AND DEATH, YOU AVE REDEEMED THE WORLD.” AMEN.