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The Medallion of the Apostolate of the New Evangelization
The Passion
Reflections that Jesus makes on the mystery of His suffering and the value it has on the Redemption.
Cochabamba — Bolivia Spanish Editions: 1996 and 1998 - English 1st Edition - November 1999
Jesus on His Way to
Calvary
Extract 19
Jesus
Let us
continue, My little daughter. Follow Me on the way to
Calvary, overwhelmed under the weight of the
Cross….
While My Heart was absorbed with sadness for
the eternal loss of Judas, the cruel executioners,
insensitive to My pain, put over My wounded shoulders the
hard and heavy Cross on which I was to consummate the
mystery of the Redemption of the world.
Contemplate Me,
Angels from Heaven. See the Creator of all the marvels; the
God to whom all the heavenly spirits render adoration; the
God walking towards Calvary and carrying on His shoulders
the holy and blessed log; the God who is going to receive
His last breath.
Also look at Me, you souls who wish to
be My faithful imitators. My Body, destroyed by so much
torture, walks without strength, bathed in sweat and
Blood…. I suffer, without anyone being sorry for My pain!
The mob walks with Me and there is not a single person who
feels pity for Me. They all surround Me like hungry wolves,
wanting to devour their prey… All the demons came out of
hell to make My suffering worse.
The fatigue that I feel
is so great and the Cross so heavy that half-way through, I
fall. See how those inhuman men lift Me up in the most
brutal manner. One takes Me by the arm, another pulls My
clothes that are stuck to My wounds, tearing them open
again…. This one grabs Me by the neck, the other by the
hair, others discharge with their fists and even with their
feet terrible blows all over My Body. The Cross falls over
Me and with its weight causes new wounds. My face brushes
over the stones on the path and the blood which runs down My
face sticks to My eyes that are almost closed because of the
blows they have received; the dust and the mud mingle with
the blood and I am turned into the most repugnant
object.
My Father sends Angels to help Me support Myself
so that My Body does not lose consciousness when it falls,
so that the battle may not be won before its time and all My
souls are lost.
I walk over the stones that destroy My
feet. I stumble and fall time and time again. I look at both
sides of the road, searching for a small look of love, of
surrender, of union with My pain, but… I do not see
anyone.
My children, you who follow in My footsteps, do
not let go of your cross even if it seems so heavy. Do it
for Me. In carrying your cross, you will help Me carry Mine,
and on the difficult path, you will find My Mother and the
holy souls who will give you support and comfort. Continue
with Me for a few moments, and a few steps ahead you will
see Me in the presence of My Holy Mother who, with her Heart
pierced by pain, comes out to meet Me for two reasons: to
get more strength to suffer at the sight of her God and,
with her heroic attitude, to give her Son encouragement to
continue His work of Redemption.
Consider the martyrdom
of these two Hearts. What My Mother loves most is her
Son…. She cannot ease My pains and she knows that her
visit will make My sufferings much worse, but it will also
increase My strength to fulfill the Will of the
Father.
My Mother is My most beloved being on earth, and
not only can I not console her, but the sad state in which
she sees Me causes her heart a suffering as deep as Mine.
She allows a sob to escape. She receives in her heart the
death that I suffer in My Body. O, how her eyes are fixed on
Me and Mine on her! We do not utter a single word, but our
Hearts say many things in this painful gaze.
Yes, My
Mother witnessed all the tortures of My Passion, which
through Divine revelation were presented to her spirit.
Several disciples, even though they remained far for fear of
the Jews, tried to find out everything and would inform My
Mother…. When she found out that the death sentence had
already been given, she departed to meet Me and did not
abandon Me until they placed Me in the
grave.
†
Jesus Is Helped to Carry the
Cross
Extract 20
Jesus
I am on My way
to Calvary. Those wicked men, fearing to see Me die before
reaching the end, look for someone to help Me carry the
Cross, and from the vicinity they seized a man called
Simon.
Look at him behind Me, helping Me carry the Cross,
and above all consider two things: this man lacks good will,
and is a mercenary because if he comes and shares with Me
the weight of the Cross, it is because he has been
requisitioned. For that reason, when he feels too tired, he
lets the weight fall more on Me and thus, I fall to the
ground twice.
This man helps Me carry part of the Cross
but not My entire Cross.
There are souls that walk this
way behind Me. They accept to help Me carry My Cross but
they still worry about comfort and rest. Many others agree
to follow Me and, with this end, they have embraced the
perfect life. But they do not abandon their self-interests,
which keep on being, in many cases, their priority. That is
why they falter and drop My Cross when it weighs upon them
too much. They look to suffer in the least possible way,
they measure their self-denial, evade humiliation and
fatigue as much as possible, and, remembering perhaps with
sorrow, those whom they left behind, they try to obtain for
themselves certain comforts and pleasures.
In a word,
there are souls who are so selfish and egotistical that they
have come, more for themselves than for Me, in pursuit of
Me. They resign themselves only to give what bothers them
and what they cannot put aside… They help Me carry only a
very small part of My Cross, and in such a manner that they
can hardly acquire the indispensable merits for their
salvation. But in eternity, they will see how far they have
left the path that they should have traveled.
On the
contrary, there are souls, and not few, who, moved by their
desire for salvation but mainly for the love inspired by the
vision of what I have suffered for them, decide to follow Me
on the path to Calvary. They embrace the perfect life and
give themselves to My service, not to help Me carry just a
part of the Cross but all of it. Their only desire is to
give Me rest and to console Me. They offer themselves to
everything that My Will asks of them, searching for anything
that can please Me. They do not think about the merits or
the reward that awaits them, nor the tiredness or the
suffering that will follow. The only thing they are aware of
is the love that they can show Me, and the comfort they give
Me…
If My Cross is presented as an illness, if it is
hidden under a job contrary to their inclinations and of
little agreement with their abilities; if it comes
accompanied by the absence of the people that surround them,
they accepted it with total submission.
O! These are the
souls that truly carry My Cross; they adore it. They take
advantage of it, to make sure of My Glory without any other
interest or payment other than My Love. They are the ones
that consider Me and Glorify Me.
If you do not see the
product of your sufferings, of your self-denial, or if you
see it later, be certain that they have not been in vain and
fruitless, but, on the contrary, the fruit shall be
abundant.
The soul who truly loves, does not keep count
of how much it has suffered or worked, nor does it expect
this or that reward, but it only searches for that which it
believes glorifies its God… For Him it spares neither
labors nor weariness. It does not become agitated nor
restless, far from it, for it does not lose its peace if it
finds itself thwarted or humiliated because the only motive
for its actions is love, and love abandons the consequences
and the results. This is the goal for the souls who do not
seek rewards. The only thing that they hope for is My Glory,
My comfort, My rest, and, for that reason they have taken My
Cross and all the weight that My Will wants to load upon
them.
My children, call Me by My name, for Jesus means
everything. I will wash your feet, those feet that have
stepped on a slippery path and are now wounded by the blows
against the rocks. I will wipe away your tears, cure you,
kiss you, and you will remain healthy and know no other path
but the one that leads you to Me.
We are now at Calvary!
The mob is excited because the terrible moment is near….
Exhausted by fatigue, I can hardly walk. My feet bleed
because of the stones on the way… Three times I have
fallen along the way: one to give sinners used to sinning
the strength to convert; another to encourage the souls that
fall because of being frail, and the souls blinded by
sadness and restlessness, to get up and embark with courage
upon the path of virtue; and the third, to help souls depart
from sin at the hour of their
death.
†
Jesus Is Nailed To The
Cross
Extract 21
Jesus
Look with what
cruelty these hardened men surround Me. Some pull the Cross
and lay it on the ground; others tear off My clothes that
adhere to the wounds that open again and blood oozes
out.
Look, beloved children, at how much shame and
confusion I suffer seeing Myself this way before that
immense mob…. What pain for My soul!
The executioners
tear off My tunic and toss lots for it; this tunic with
which My Mother covered Me with so much care during My
childhood, and had grown in size as I had. What would be My
Mother’s sorrow as she contemplates this scene?
How she
would have desired to keep that tunic, now stained and
soaked with My Blood.
But the hour has arrived and the
executioners stretching Me on the Cross, take and pull My
arms to make them reach the holes prepared in it. All My
Body is breaking, it swings from side to side and the thorns
of the crown penetrate even deeper into My head. Listen to
the first blow of the hammer that nails My right hand… it
resounds to the depths of the earth. Listen some more…
they are nailing My left hand and, at the presence of such a
spectacle, the heavens tremble, and the Angels prostrate
themselves. I keep the most profound silence. Neither a
complaint, nor a moan escapes My lips, but My tears mingle
with the Blood that covers My face.
After they have
nailed My hands, they cruelly pull My feet… My wounds
open, the nerves in My hands and arms tear, the bones are
dislocated… The pain is intense!
My feet are nailed and
My Blood soaks the earth!…
Contemplate for a moment
these bloodstained hands and feet… This naked body,
covered with wounds, with urine, and blood. Dirty… This
head punctured by sharp thorns, soaked in sweat, full of
dust, and covered in Blood…
Admire the silence, the
patience, and the conformity with which I accept this
suffering. Who suffers like this, a victim of such
humiliation? He is the Son of God! He who made the heavens,
the earth, the seas, and all that exists… The One who
created man, the One who sustains all with His infinite
power… He is there immobile, despised, stripped, and
followed by a multitude of souls that will abandon: worldly
possessions, family, country, honors, well-being, glory, and
whatever may be necessary to give Him Glory and show Him the
love owed Him…
Be attentive, Heavenly Angels, and you
too, souls who love Me… The soldiers are going to turn the
cross around, to rivet the nails so that they do not come
out from the weight of My Body and may allow Me to fall. My
Body is going to give the earth the kiss of peace. And while
the hammering rings out through space, at the top of Calvary
the most admirable spectacle is fulfilled… At the request
of My Mother who, contemplating all that was happening and
being unable to give Me relief, implores the Mercy of My
Heavenly Father… Legions of Angels come down to adore My
Body, and to sustain it so as not to touch the earth and, to
avoid its being crushed by the weight of the
Cross.
Contemplate your Jesus, hanging on the Cross,
without being able to make the slightest movement… naked,
without fame, without honor, without liberty… They have
snatched everything from Him! There is no one who takes pity
and feels sorry for His pain! He only receives tortures,
ridicule, and mockery!
If you truly love Me, will you be
ready to be like Me? What will you refuse in order to obey
Me, to please Me, to console Me?…
Prostrate yourself to
the ground and let Me tell you a few words:
May My
Will triumph in you!
May My Love destroy you!
May your
misery glorify Me!
†
Jesus
Pronounces His Last Words
Extract
22
Jesus
My daughter, you have heard and seen
My sufferings, accompany Me till the end and share My
pain.
My Cross is now raised. Here is the hour of the
Redemption of the world!
I am the spectacle of jeers for
the mob… but I am also admired and loved by the souls.
This Cross, up to now an instrument of torture where
criminals expired, is going to be, from now on, the light
and peace of the world.
Sinners will find forgiveness and
life in My Holy Scriptures. My Blood will wash and erase the
stains of their sins. The pure souls will come to My Sacred
Wounds to refresh themselves and to burn in My Love. In them
they will take refuge and will make their dwelling
forever.
Father, forgive them for they know not what they
do, they have not known the One who is their life… They
have unleashed onto Him all the fury of their iniquities.
But I beg of You, O My Father! Release onto them the power
of Your Mercy.
Today you will be with Me in Paradise,
because your faith in the Mercy of your Savior has erased
your crimes. Mercy leads you to eternal life.
Woman,
there is your Son! Mother of Mine, there are My brothers!
Guard them, love them… they are not alone.
O, you, for
whom I have given My life, you now have a Mother to whom you
can appeal for all your needs. I have united all of you with
the tightest bonds when I gave you My own Mother.
The
soul now has a right to say to its God “Why have you
forsaken me?” In effect, after I fulfilled the mystery of
Redemption, man has become God’s son again, brother of
Jesus, and inheritor of eternal life…
O Father of
Mine…. I am thirsty for Your Glory … and the hour has
arrived. From now on, fulfilling My words, the world will
know that You are the One who sent Me, and You will be
glorified!
I am thirsty for Your Glory, thirsty for
souls…. And to quench this thirst, I have poured out My
Blood unto the last drop! For this reason I can say: All is
fulfilled. The great mystery of Love has now been fulfilled;
the mystery for which God surrendered to the world His own
Son in order to give Life back to man… I came to earth to
do Your Will, O My Father. It is now fulfilled!
To Thee I
give My soul. In this way the souls who accomplish My Will
can say in truthfulness: “All is consummated…” My Lord
and My God, receive My soul… I place it in Your beloved
hands.
I offered My death to My Father for the dying
souls, and they will have Life. In the last cry I gave from
the Cross, I embraced all of humanity: past, present, and
future. The piercing spasm with which I released Myself from
earth, was received by My Father with infinite Love, and all
of Heaven exulted for it because My Humanity was entering
into Glory. At the same instant in which I surrendered My
Spirit, a multitude of souls met Me: those who desired Me
centuries ago and those who desired Me a few months or days
ago, but all of them desired Me intensely. This single joy
was enough for all the hardships suffered by Me.
You
should know that in memory of that joyful meeting, I have
decided to assist the dying and many times do so even
visibly. I give them salvation to honor those who lovingly
received Me in Heaven. So pray for these dying people,
because I love them very much. As many times as you offer
the last cry that I gave to the Father, you will be heard
because through it, many souls are given to Me.
It was a
moment of joy when all the Heavenly Court, who had vibrantly
gathered together to await My death, was presented to Me.
But among all the souls who surrounded Me, one was
particularly overwhelmed, overwhelmed so much, that it
sparkled in joy, in love… It was Joseph who, more then
anyone else, understood the Glory I had acquired after such
hard battles. He led all the souls who were waiting for Me;
he was granted to be My first Ambassador to Limbo. The
Angels, in their order, rendered Me honor in such a way that
My Humanity, already resplendent, was surrounded by
innumerable Saints who exalted and adored Me.
My
children, there are no glorious crosses on earth; they are
all wrapped in mystery, in darkness, in exasperation. In
mystery, because you do not understand it; in darkness,
because it confuses the mind; and in exasperation, because
it strikes exactly in places where it does not want to
strike.
Do not lament; do not delay. I tell you that not
only did I carry the wooden cross that led Me to Glory, but,
above all, that invisible but permanent Cross that was
formed by the crosses of your sins. Yes, and of your
sufferings. Everything that you suffer was the object of My
sorrows, for I not only suffered to give you Redemption, but
also for what you should suffer today. Look at the love that
unites Me to you; in it have the confirmation of My Holy
Will and unite yourselves to Me, observing how I acted among
limitless bitterness.
I have taken as a symbol a piece of
wood, a cross. I have carried it with great love, for the
good of all. I have suffered real affliction so that
everyone could be joyful with Me. But today, how many
believe in Him who truly loved you and loves you?
Contemplate Me in the image of the Christ who cries and
bleeds. There and in this way the world has
Me.
†
(continuing)
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