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Of course you're pretending to be Pope, and the fact is that not even the Pope would proceed as you do; just recklessly ignoring the testimonies of so many Bishops, Priests and Bible Scholars. I'm not going to do your homework for you, Kreuzritter. I've given you ample testimonies and you pretend your own opinion is infallible and their judgment is worth nothing. You are your own Pope, but I know this is all really about Mary Co-Redemptrix, a doctrine to which you have vehement opposition. I will cite Fr. Garrigou Lagrange about that in the Sacred Sciences Subforum later on. For myself, I accept what the Church definitively accepts. I reject what the Church definitively rejects. The CDF has 3 Categories, one of them is called Non Constat de Supernaturalitate. It is a neutral position, and Catholics are allowed to defend the supernatural origin of such works or apparitions, and that's what happened, for e.g. with the Divine Mercy, before it was fully approved.

And for you too, Martin, you support Divine Mercy, and you're right there; but you're mistaken here about this Book of Divine Origin, the Poem of the Man-God - those opposed to the one were also opposed to the other, and both of them will be proven wrong. Bp. Williamson and other Traditional Catholic Priests fully support this book, as I have proven. One of the SSPX's seminaries is called, Our Lady Co-Redemptrix, in La Reja, Argentina. I don't think some of you know the history of this doctrine and how faithfully the staunchly anti-modernist Prelates at Vatican II (including Archbishop Lefebvre and Cardinal Siri) wanted it defined, while the progressives and the false ecumenists did not; many believed the Church would be chastised for failing to define it. The work for the Fifth Marian Dogma must go on, just like the work for the Immaculate Conception went on in universities and seminaries for centuries before it was finally defined. The important thing regarding the Poem of the Man-God is it had many Bishops and Priests support it right from the late 40s and 50s, a Papal approval given to Fr. Berti by Pope Pius XII, and apart from temporary confusion, was fully supported by Pope Paul VI after that. Divine Mercy remained "neutral" from about 1961 to 1979, after that it was promoted again and in time fully endorsed by the Church.

The Vatican has repeatedly praised the book by Fr. Gabriele Roschini, himself a great professor of Mariology, called the Virgin Mary in the Writings of Maria Valtorta. That settles the matter. By Bishops and by Rome, the Work is authorized for publication. If someone wants to overturn this, write to the Pope and try to get him to condemn the book. In the absence of that, Pope Pius XII's approval, the Holy Office's approval of the second addition of this work in 1961, Bp. Williamson's full endorsement of the book both to fathers of families and to Priests and seminarians, Fr. Robinson of the SSPX's statement that that it was given by Our Lord as a gift to Priests, and to support His Holy Vicar Pope St. Pius X in the fight against Modernism and the denial of the supernatural and the Miracles of Christ, stands on its own.

“Publish it just as it is. There is no need to give an opinion as to whether it is of supernatural origin. Those who read it will understand.” (Pope Pius XII on February 26, 1948, to Frs. Berti, Migliorini, and Cecchin, after reviewing Valtorta’s work)

“I don’t advise you to [read Maria Valtorta’s books] – I order you to!” (Saint Padre Pio’s answer to a long-time spiritual daughter of his, Mrs. Elisa Lucchi, in 1967, when she asked him in Confession, “Father, I have heard mention of Maria Valtorta’s books. Do you advise me to read them?”)

“Maria Valtorta is one of the eighteen greatest mystics of all time.” (Fr. Gabriel Roschini, O.S.M., world-renowned Mariologist, decorated professor at the Marianum Pontifical Faculty of Theology in Rome, Consultor of the Holy Office, wrote over 130 traditional/orthodox books about Our Lady)

There are hundreds of topographical names and details and of descriptions of places…which only the latest research and archaeological excavations have brought to light. Maria Valtorta’s Work is, in truth, inexplicable by merely human means.” (Antonio Socci, Leading Journalist & TV Show Host)

"When His Holiness Pope Paul VI was Archbishop of Milan, he read one of the books of The Poem of the Man-God. He told me how he appreciated it, and had me send the complete work to the Library of the diocesan Seminary.” (Msgr. Pasquale Macchi, Private Secretary of Pope Paul VI, in an hour-long interview with Fr. Corrado M. Berti, O.S.M., in 1963)

...The handwritten pages were characterized by the fact that they included no overwrites, corrections [except minor ones], or revisions, and seemed somewhat like dictations. The fact that she often suffered from heart and lung ailments during the period of the visions made the natural flow of the text even more unusual. Readers are often struck by the fact that the sentences attributed to Jesus in the visions have a distinct and recognizable tone and style that is distinct from the rest of the text. Given that she never left Italy and was bedridden much of her life, Maria's writings reflect a surprising knowledge of the Holy Land. A geologist, Vittorio Tredici, stated that her detailed knowledge of the topographic, geological, and mineralogical aspects of Palestine is unexplainable. And a biblical archeologist, Father Dreyfus, noted that her work includes the names of several small towns which are absent from the Old and New Testaments and are only known to a few experts.

How many of you know Ishcarioth means "man of Kerioth"? I didn't know it, and I bet contrary to Kreuzritter's polemics, he didn't either.

This is all about Mary Co-Redemptrix. That's fine. I will remind Catholics that many people, even in Russia, took the solemn vow to defend the Immaculate Conception all the days of their life, before it was defined. Part of the reason Russia is much loved by Our Lady.

"A confraternity of the Immaculate Conception was established at Polotsk in 1651. The Orthodox members of the confraternity promised to honour the Immaculate Conception of Mary all the days of their life. The Council of Moscow of 1666 approved Simeon Polotsky’s book called The Rod of Direction, in which he said: “Mary was exempt from original sin from the moment of her conception”. (12) https://afkimel.wordpress.com/2015/09/01/the-immaculate-conception-and-the-orthodox-church/

Many Catholic universities in the west have done the same. The SSPX is fully behind the movement to define Our Lady's Prerogative as Queen of Martyrs and Co-Redemptrix with Christ. Speak to most SSPX Priests about it and they will tell you. That's the end of the matter.
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586. Judas Goes to the Leaders of the Sanhedrin. 29th March 1947

1 Judas arrives at Caiaphas' country house at night. But the moon acts as an accomplice of the murderer, illuminating the road for him. He must be certain that he will find there, in that house outside the walls, those he is looking for, otherwise I think he would have tried to enter the town and he would have gone to the Temple. Instead, he is climbing among the olive-trees of the little hill – without a moment's hesitation. This time he is more certain than the previous time, because it is night-time, and the darkness and the late hour protect from every possible surprise. The country roads are now deserted, after being busy all day with the crowds of pilgrims going to Jerusalem for Passover. Even poor lepers are now in their caves and are sleeping the sleep of unhappy people, forgetting their fate for a few hours. Judas is now at the door of the house, which is all white in the moonlight. He knocks: three times, once, three times again, twice… Even the conventional signal is familiar to him! And it must be a sure signal, because the door is half-opened without any check by the door-keeper through the peep-hole in the door Judas steals in and asks the servant porter: «Have the members assembled?» «Yes, Judas of Kerioth, they have. A full assembly, I might say.» «Take me there. I have to speak of an important matter. Quick!» The man locks the door with all the bolts, and precedes him along a semi-dark vestibule, stopping in front of a heavy door, at which he knocks. The murmur of the voices in the closed room stops, and is replaced by the noise of the lock and the squeaking of the door, which is opened, and a cone of bright light is projected on the dark corridor. «It's you? Come in!» says the person who opened the door and who is unknown to me. And Judas goes into the hall, while the man who opened the door locks it again.

2 There are signs of surprise or at least of excitement, when they see Judas enter the room. But they greet him all together: «Peace to you, Judas of Simon.» «Peace to you, members of the holy Sanhedrin» greets Judas. «Come forward. What do you want?» they ask him. «I want to speak to you… of the Christ. It is not possible to go on like this. I can no longer be of any assistance to you, unless you make up your minds to take drastic measures. The man is suspicious by now.» «Have you given yourself away, you fool?» they exclaim interrupting him. «No. But you are the fools, as you have made the wrong move by hurrying things in a stupid way. You knew very well that I would serve you! But you did not trust me.» «You have a weak memory, Judas of Simon! Don't you remember how you parted from us the last time? Who could think that you were loyal to us, when you proclaimed in that way that you could not betray Him?» says Helkai ironically, and he sounds more venomous than ever. «And do you think that it is easy to get to deceive a friend, the Only One Who really loves me, the Innocent? Do you think it is easy to go so far as to commit a crime?»

Judas is excited. They try to calm him down. They coax him. And they allure him, or at least they try to do so, pointing out that he will not commit a crime «but a holy deed for his Fatherland, whom he will spare reprisals from the rulers, who are already giving signs of intolerance because of the continual public commotions and divisions of parties and crowds in a Roman province; and for Mankind, if He is really convinced of the divine nature of the Messiah and of His spiritual mission.» Another says: «If what He says is true – far be it from us to believe it – are you not the collaborator of Redemption? Your name will be associated to His forever, and your Fatherland will number you with her valiant men, and will honour you with the highest dignities. A seat among us is ready for you. You will rise, Judas. You will lay down laws for Israel. Oh! We shall not forget what you have done for the welfare of the holy Temple, of the holy Priesthood; for the protection of the most holy Law; and for the welfare of the whole Nation! All you have to do is to help us, then we swear to you, I swear to you in the name of my powerful father and of Caiaphas, who is now wearing the ephod, you will be the greatest man in Israel. Greater than the tetrarchs, greater than my father, now a High Priest put out of office. Like a king, like a prophet, you will be served and listened to. And if Jesus of Nazareth should be but a false Messiah, even if He really should not be liable to death because His deeds are not those of a robber, but of a madman, we remind you of the inspired words of the pontiff Caiaphas – you know that he wears the ephod and the rational speaks through divine suggestion and prophesies what is good and what is to be done – Caiaphas, do you remember? Caiaphas said: “It is better for one man to die for the people, than for the whole Nation to be destroyed.” It was a prophetic word.» «It was really a prophecy. The Most High spoke through the lips of the High Priest. Let him be obeyed!» say all together those dirty puppets, the members of the great council of the Sanhedrin, who already sound theatrical, and look like automata who are to make certain gestures.

3 Judas is influenced, and allured… But there is still a little common sense, if not goodness, in him, and this restrains him from uttering the fatal words. Surrounding him with respect and feigned affection, they urge him, saying: «Don't you believe us? Look: we are the heads of the twenty-four priestly families, the Elders of the people, the scribes, the greatest Pharisees in Israel, the wise rabbis, the magistrates of the Temple. The cream of Israel is here, around you, ready to acclaim you, and by one consent we say to you: “Do it, because it is a holy deed.”» Judas replies: «And where is Gamaliel? And Joseph and Nicodemus, where are they? And where is Eleazar, Joseph's friend, and where is John of Gaash? I don't see them.»

«Gamaliel has secluded himself to do severe penance. John is with his pregnant wife who is poorly this evening. Eleazar… we do not know why he has not come. But anybody can be seized by a sudden illness, don't you think? With regard to Joseph and Nicodemus, we have not informed them of this secret meeting for your sake, and for the sake of your honour… so that, if our plan should unluckily fail, your name would not be reported to the Master… We are protecting your name. We love you, Judas, the new Maccabee, saviour of our Fatherland.» «The Maccabee fought a good battle. I… am betraying.» says Judas. «Do not consider the details of the action, but the justice of the purpose. 4 Will you please speak, Sadoc, the golden scribe. Precious words flow from your lips. If Gamaliel is learned, you are wise, because the wisdom of God is on your lips. Speak to this man who still hesitates.» That crook Sadoc comes forward followed by a decrepit Hananiah, an emaciated dying fox, beside a shrewd strong cruel jackal. «Listen, o man of God!» begins Sadoc pompously, assuming an inspired oratorial attitude, his right arm stretched forward in Ciceronian style, his left one engaged in holding up the heap of folds forming his scribe garment. He then raises also his left arm, allowing his monumental garment to spread out untidily, and thus, with his face and arms raised towards the ceiling of the room, he says in a thundering voice: «I say unto you! I say unto you in the Most High Presence of God!» «Maran Atha!» they all exclaim, stooping, as if a supreme inspiration bent them, then rising with their arms crossed on their chests. «I say unto you. It is written in the pages of our history and of our fate! It is written in the signs and figures left by ages! It is written in the rite celebrated uninterruptedly since the night fatal to the Egyptians! It is written in the figure of Isaac! It is written in the figure of Abel! And let what is written come true.» «Maran Atha!» say the others in a low mournful striking chorus, repeating the previous gestures, their faces oddly illuminated by the light of two chandeliers of pale-violet mica, shedding a phatasmagoric light at the ends of the hall. The assembly of men, almost all dressed in white, with the pale or olive complexions of their race, made even more pale and olive by the diffused light, really looks like a gathering of ghosts. «The word of God has descended upon the lips of the prophets to approve this decree. He must die! It is stated!» «It is stated! Maran Atha!» «He must die, His destiny is marked!»

«He must die. Maran Atha!» «His fatal destiny is described to the last detail, and fatality cannot be infringed!» «Maran Atha!» «Even the symbolic price to be paid to him who becomes the instrument of God for the fulfillment of the promise is indicated!» «It is indicated! Maran Atha!» «As Redeemer, or as false prophet, He must die!» «He must die! Maran Atha!» «The hour has come! Jehovah wants it! I can hear His voice! It is shouting: “Let it be accomplished!”» «The Most High has spoken! Let it be accomplished! Let it be accomplished! Maran Atha!» «Let Heaven fortify you as it fortified Jael and Judith, who were women and behaved like heroes; as it fortified Jephthah, who, a father, sacrificed his daughter to his Fatherland; as it fortified David against Goliath, and do the deed that will make peoples remember Israel forever!» «May Heaven fortify you. Maran Atha!» «Be the winner!» «Be the winner! Maran Atha!» The clucking senile voice of Hananiah is heard:«He who hesitates over a sacred order is condemned to dishonour and death!» «Is condemned. Maran Atha!» «If you do not listen to the voice of the Lord your God, and you do not carry out His order and what He orders you through our words, may all maledictions fall upon you!» «All the maledictions! Maran Atha!» «May the Lord strike you with all the Mosaic curses and may He scatter you among the nations.» «May He strike and scatter you! Maran Atha!»

5 Dead silence follows this impressive scene… Everything becomes motionless in frightening stillness. At last Judas' voice is heard, and it is so changed, that I recognise it with difficulty: «Yes. I will do it. I must do it. And I will do it. The last part of the Mosaic curses is already my share, and I must get rid of it because I have already delayed too long. I am becoming mad, because I have no peace or respite. My heart is frightened, I look bewildered, and my soul is consumed by sadness. I tremble at the idea of being found out and crushed by Him for my double-crossing – because I do not know how much He is aware of my thoughts – I see my life hanging by a thread, and morning and evening I implore to get over with this hour because of the terror that frightens my heart. Because of the horrible task I must perform. Oh! bring this hour forward! Release me from my anguish! Let everything be done. At once! Now! That I may be freed! Let us go!» Judas' voice has become firmer and stronger as he speaks. His gestures, previously automatic and insecure, like those of a sleepwalker, have become free and voluntary. He stands up in all his height, diabolically handsome, and shouts: «Let the ties of a foolish error fall! I am free from fearful subjection, Christ! I am no longer afraid of You and I am handing You to Your enemies! Let us go!» A cry of a victorious demon, and he boldly goes towards the door. 6 But they stop him: «Wait! Tell us: where is Jesus of Nazareth?» «In Lazarus' house. At Bethany.» «We cannot enter that house, as it is well provided with faithful servants. It's the house of a favourite of Rome. We should certainly come up against much trouble.» «Well, we are coming to town at dawn. Place guards on the Bethphage road, stir up a turmoil and capture Him.» «How do you know that He will come along that road? He may take the other one…» «No. He told His followers that He will go into town that way, by the Ephraim gate, and to wait for Him near En Rogel. If you capture Him before…» «We cannot. We would have to go into town with Him among the guards, and all the roads leading to the gates, and all the streets in town are crowded with people from dawn till night. There would be a riot. And that must not happen.» «He will go up to the Temple. Ask Him to come into one of the halls to question Him. Tell Him to come in the name of the High Priest. He will come, because He has more respect for you than for His own life. Once He is alone with you... you will have the opportunity to take Him to a safe place and to condemn Him at the right moment.» «There would be a riot just the same. You must have noticed that the crowds are completely won over by Him. And not only the crowds, but also the great ones and the hopes of Israel. Gamaliel is losing his disciples, and so is Jonathan ben Uziel and others among us, and they are all leaving us, seduced by Him. Even the Gentiles venerate
Him, or they fear Him, which is also veneration, and they are ready to rebel against us if we ill-treat Him. Among other things, some of the brigands we had hired to act as false disciples and stir up brawls, have been arrested and they have spoken hoping for mercifulness in return for their information, and the Praetor knows... The whole world follows Him, whilst we are concluding nothing. But it is necessary to act subtly, so that the crowds may not become aware of anything.» «Yes. That is how it must be done. Even Annas recommends that. He says: “It must not happen during the festivities, and there must be no disturbance among the fanatic people.” That is what he ordered, and he gave orders that He should be treated with respect in the Temple and elsewhere, and that He should not be disturbed, in order to deceive Him.» «So, what do you want to do? I was quite willing tonight, but you are hesitating…» says Judas. «Well, you should take us to Him when He is all alone. You are aware of His habits. You wrote to us that He wants you to be closer to Him than anybody else. So you must know what He wants to do. We shall always be ready. When you think that it is the right place and the right moment, come, and we will follow you.» «Agreed. 7 And what retribution shall I receive?» Judas is now speaking coldly, as if he were dealing with common business. «What is mentioned by the prophets, so that we may be faithful to the inspired word: thirty silver pieces…» «Thirty silver pieces to kill a man, and that Man? The price of a common lamb during these festivities?! You are mad! It is not that I need money. I have plenty. So do not think that you can convince me for greed of money. It is too little to compensate, for my grief in betraying Him Who has always loved me.» «But we have told you what we will do for you. Glory, honours! What you were hoping to have from Him, and you did not get. We will cure your disappointment. But the price has been fixed by the prophets! Oh! it is a formality! A symbol and nothing else. The rest will follow later…» «And the money when?» «The moment you say to us: “Come”. Not before. No one pays before taking possession of the goods. Don't you think that is fair?» «It is fair. But at least treble the amount…» «No. That is what the prophets said. And that is what has to be done. Oh! we will obey the prophets! We will not omit an iota of what they wrote of Him. Ha! Ha! Ha! We are loyal to the inspired word! Ha! Ha! Ha!» laughs the revolting skeleton of Hananiah. And many join him with mournful, vulgar, false laughter, a true cachination of demons who can but sneer. Because laughter is typical of serene loving spirits, and sneer is peculiar to upset hearts sated with wrath. «Everything has been said. You may go. We will await dawn to go back to town by different roads. Goodbye. Peace be with you, lost sheep, who are returning to Abraham's flock. Peace to you! Peace to you! And the gratitude of the whole of Israel! Rely on us! A desire of yours is a law to us. May God be with you, as He was with all His more faithful servants! All the blessings on you!» They take him to the door with embraces and protestations of love… they watch him go away along the half-dark corridor… they listen to the noise of the locks of the door that is opened and closed…

8 They go back to the hall exulting. Only two or three voices can be heard, those of the less demoniac ones: «And now? How shall we behave with Judas of Simon? We know very well that we cannot give him what we promised, except those miserable thirty silver pieces!... What will he say when he realises that he has been betrayed by us? Shall we not have caused greater damage? Will he not go around telling the people what we have done? We know that he is a man who changes his mind.» «You are quite simply foolish having such thoughts and worrying thus! It has already been decided what we will do to Judas. It was decided the last time. Don't you remember? And we will not change our minds. After everything is finished with the Christ, Judas shall die. That is settled.» «But if he should speak before?» «To whom? To the disciples and to the people, to be stoned? He will not speak. The horror of his deed will gag him…» «But he may repent in future, he may feel remorse, he may even become mad… Because his remorse, if it should awaken, could only drive him mad…» «He will not have time. We will see to that before. Everything at the right moment. The Nazarene first, then the man who betrayed Him» says Helkai slowly, in a dreadful tone. «Yes. And mind! Not a word to those who are absent. They already know too much of our thoughts. I don't trust Joseph and Nicodemus. And I don't rely much on the others.» «Do you doubt Gamaliel?» «He has stood aloof from us for many months. He will not take part in our meetings without a personal order from the pontiff. He says that he is writing his work with the assistance of his son. But I am speaking of Eleazar and John.» «Oh! They have never contradicted us» says at once a member of the Sanhedrin, whom I have seen sometimes with Joseph of Arimathea, but whose name I do not remember. «Nay! They have not contradicted us enough. Ha! Ha! Ha! And we shall have to watch them! Many snakes have built their nests in the Sanhedrin, I think... Ha! Ha! Ha! But they will be dislodged... Ha! Ha! Ha!» says Hananiah, as he goes, shaking and trembling, leaning on his stick, looking for a comfortable place on one of the low wide seats covered with thick carpets, placed against the walls of the hall, and he lied down happily, and soon falls asleep, with his mouth open, looking ugly in his wicked old age. They watch him, And Doras, the son of Doras, says: «He has the satisfaction of seeing this day. My father dreamt of it but did not have it. I will carry his spirit in my heart, so that he may be present on the day of the revenge upon the Nazarene, and he may rejoice...»

9 «Remember that we must be constantly in the Temple, in turns, and many of us in each turn.» «We will do that.» «We will have to give instructions to take Judas of Simon to the High Priest at any time.» «We will arrange that.» «And now let us prepare our hearts for the final task.» «They are already prepared! They are ready!» «Cunningly.» «Cunningly.» «Subtly.» «Subtly.» «To avoid all suspicion.» «To allure every heart.» «Whatever He may say or do, we shall not react. We will revenge ourselves for everything at one go.» «We will do that. And it will be cruel vengeance.» «A thorough one!» «And dreadful!» And they sit down trying to rest while waiting for dawn.

Next Chapter: From Bethany to Jerusalem.
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Just weasel words. Let’s get back to the facts, shall we.

1) You claimed only Jesus spoke of the diamond formation. Wrong. Your claim dishonestly and specifically ignored that I had said a woman did, I quote, “Perhaps Xavier will explain how a woman from 1st century Palestine can be talking about diamonds being formed from ash”. Your dishonest response to this, moreover, is patently a false claim as I pointed out the words about diamonds becoming ash again are Joanna’s.

2) You implied my inference from the Archbishop’s statement to be erroneous. It’s fact, in the very quotation you supplied, that this man says Valtorta’s work was authored by the Holy Spirit. This is absolutely,by definition, a claim that this work is divinely inspired. If one actually believes that, one must also believe that the words of Christ and his teachings conveyed in Valtorta’s work, being authored by none other than the Holy Spirit, carry the same weight to oneself as the Holy Scriptures. There’s your own personal Book of Mormon analogue right there.

3) No, there is nothing whatever remarkable about a Maria Valtorta knowing of the claim that Iscariot refers to Lerioth, unless you believe that a bed-bound woman setting out to write a life of Christ never consulted a Biblical commentary, geography of Palestine, or something as simple as an encyclopaedia. Here is the 1911 Encyclopedia Britannica entry on Judas mentioning Kerioth:

 

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Valtorta calls Mary the “second begotten” of God and Mary’s soul “a part of God”. She then defends these claims by having Jesus say to her “But the truth is this: the soul is part of God and the soul of Mary was Part of God”

God doesn’t have parts and human souls are not part of God. Pure Satanism.
 
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“Everyone thinks that the Redemption ended with My last breath. No, it did not. The Mother ended it, by adding her triple torture in order to redeem the triple concupiscence.”

More Mariolotrous Satanism. What bollocks. And to put these words in the mouth of Christ.
 

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Spoken like a fanatical anti-Catholic Protestant. St. Montfort from Catholic Tradition: "All the true children of God, the predestinate, have God for their Father and Mary for their Mother. He who has not Mary for his Mother has not God for his Father. This is the reason that reprobates such as heretics, schismatics, and others, who hate Our Blessed Lady or who regard her with contempt and indifference, do not have God for their Father, however much they boast of it, simply because they do not have Mary for their Mother . . . The most infallible and indisputable sign by which we may distinguish a heretic, a man of bad doctrine, a reprobate, from one of the predestinate, is that the heretic and reprobate have nothing but contempt and indifference for Our Lady... The reprobate care next-to-nothing for devotion to Our Blessed Lady, the Mother of the predestinate . . . They do not consider devotion to her necessary for salvation." http://www.catholictradition.org/Mary/mary18d.htm

When you disagree with the Popes, Saints and Doctors of the Church about the doctrine of Mary Co-Redemptrix, why should I expect you'll suddenly agree with a lesser-known more recent mystic, when the Lord Confirms Church Teaching and explains the same to her? If you have the hardihood and the temerity to dare to call a doctrine definable as sacred dogma "Mariolotrous Satanism" (beside your other random vulgarities and expletives), then I weep for you and pray you may not fall further. I hope you will retract your opinion when the Church dogmatically defines it, I will say no more.
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587. From Bethany to Jerusalem. 3rd March 1945.

1 Jesus is walking through orchards and olive-groves all in blossom. Even the silvery leaves of the olive-trees look like flowers, pearled as they are with dew, which shimmers in the first light of dawn as the leaves quiver in a gentle scented breeze. Each leafy branch seems the work of a goldsmith and one looks at them admiring their beauty. The almond-trees, which are all already covered with their green foliage, stand out from the white-rosy masses of the other fruit-trees, and under them the vines show their first tender indented leaves, so shiny and silky that they look like very thin scales of emerald or bits of precious silk. High above, the sky is like deep turquoise, clear, placid, solemn. Songs of birds and scents of flowers everywhere. The fresh air restores and makes people happy. The delight of April is really smiling everywhere. Jesus is in the middle of His twelve apostles. And He speaks. «I sent the women ahead because I want to speak to you alone. During the first days that I was with you I said to you, to those who were with Me: “Do not upset My Mother informing Her of the evil deeds against Her Son.” Those deeds seemed so grave... Now, you three witnesses of those deeds that were the beginning of the chain by which the Son of man was to be lead to death – you, John, you, Simon, and you, Judas of Kerioth – can clearly see that they were comparable with a grain of sand that falls from above, in comparison with the boulder, the boulders, as such are the present deeds. But then, you, My Mother and I were unprepared for human wickedness. In Good as in Evil man does not become supreme all of a sudden. But he rises or sinks by degrees. The same happens in sorrow. Now, you who are good, have risen in Good and you can realise, without being scandalised as you would have been then, to what point of perversion man can lower himself, when he becomes a demon, just as My Mother and I can bear all the grief coming from man, without dying because of it. We have strengthened our souls. All of us. In Good, in Evil or in Sorrow. And we have not yet reached the summit. We have not yet reached the summit... Oh! if you knew what and how high is the summit of Good, of Evil, of Sorrow! But I repeat to you the words that I spoke then. Do not repeat to My Mother what the Son of man is about to tell you. She would be grieved too deeply. He who is about to be killed drinks the pitiful mixture that stuns him, enabling him to await the hour of torture, without having to tremble every moment. Your silence will be like the pitiful drink for Her, the Mother of the Redeemer!

2 Now I want to explain the meaning of the prophecies to you, so that nothing may still be obscure to you. And I ask you to be very, very close to Me. During the day I shall belong to everybody. I beg you to be with Me at night, because I want to be with you. I need to feel that I am not alone...»


Jesus is very sad. The apostles notice it and are worried. They gather round Him. Judas also presses against the Master, as if he were the most affectionate of the disciples. Jesus caresses them and continues: «In this hour that is still granted to Me, I want to complete the knowledge of the Christ in you. At the beginning I made John, Simon and Judas acquainted with the truth of the prophecies concerning My birth. The prophecies have depicted Me better than the greatest painter could possibly do, from the dawn of My life to its end. Nay, that dawn and end are just the two periods most clearly elucidated by the prophets. Now the Christ Who descended from Heaven, the Just One Whom the clouds rained on the Earth, the sublime Shoot, is about to be killed. Crushed like a citron-tree struck by a thunderbolt. So let us speak of His death. Do not sigh, do not shake your heads. Do not grumble in your hearts, do not curse men. It would serve no purpose.

3 We are going up to Jerusalem. Passover is now close at hand. “This month will be for you the first month of the year”. This month will be for the world the beginning of a new era. It will never end. In vain now and again man will try to fix new ones. Those who want to establish a new era bearing their idolatrous names, will be struck by lightning. There is but one God in Heaven and one Messiah on the Earth: the Son of God, Jesus of Nazareth. As He gives His whole Self, He can desire everything, and He puts His royal seal not on what is flesh and filth, but on what is time and spirit. “On the tenth day of this month each man must take a lamb, one for each family, one for each household. And if the number of people in the household is not sufficient to consume the whole lamb, a man must join his neighbour's family, so that they may be able to consume the whole lamb”. Because the sacrifice and the victim must be complete and consumed. Not even a tiny bit of it must be left over. None will be left. Too many are those who are about to feed on the lamb. A countless number, for a banquet with no time- limit, and no more fire is required to consume the remains, because there are no remains. Those parts that are offered and rejected by hatred will be consumed by the very fire of the Victim, by His love.

4 I love you, men. You, My twelve friends, whom I chose personally, you in whom are the twelve tribes of Israel and the thirteen veins of Mankind. I have gathered everything in you and I see everything gathered in you... Everything.»
«But in the veins of Adam's body there is also the vein of Cain. None of us has lifted his hand against his companion. So where is Abel?» asks the Iscariot. «What you said is true. In the veins of Adam's body there is also the vein of Cain. And I am the Abel, the meek Abel, the shepherd of flocks, pleasant to the Lord because he offered his early fruits and what was faultless, and himself before all his offerings. I love you, men. Even if you do not love Me, I love you. Love hastens and completes the work of the sacrificers.

5 “It must be a lamb without blemish, a male one year old”. There is no time for the Lamb of God. He is. The same on the last day as He was on the first day of this Earth. He Who is like His Father does not know ageing in His divine nature. And His person knows only one old age and only one tiredness: the disappointment of having come in vain for too many. When you learn how I was killed – and the eyes that will see their Lord changed into a leper covered with sores are now shining with tears beside Me, and they can no longer see this pleasant hill because tears blind them with their liquid veil – you may say: “He did not die of that. He died because He had been unknown to His dearest ones and He had been rejected by too many men”. But if the Son of God has no time-limit, and thus differs from the lamb of the rite, He is equal to it because He is without blemish and a male sacred to the Lord. Yes. In vain the executioners, those who will kill Me with weapons, or with their will or their betrayal, will endeavour to excuse themselves saying: “He was guilty”. No one who is sincere can accuse Me of sin. Can you do so? We are facing death. I am. Others also are. Who? Do you want to know who, Peter? Everybody. Death advances hour by hour and snatches those who less expect it. But also those who still have a long life to live, are in front of death every moment, because time is a flash compared with eternity, and because at the hour of death even the longest life is reduced to nothing, and actions dozens and dozens of years old, even those of one's early childhood, come back in crowds saying: “Well, you were doing this yesterday.” Yesterday! It is always yesterday when one is dying! And honours and gold for which men long so much are always dust! And the fruit after which one was mad loses all flavour! Women? Money? Power? Science? What is left? Nothing! Only one's conscience and the judgement of God, before Whom goes the conscience, poor and stripped of human protection and wealth, and laden only with its actions.

6 “Some of the blood must be taken and put on the doorposts and lintel, and the Angel passing over will not strike the houses marked with the blood”. Take My blood. Do not put it on dead stones, but on dead hearts. It is the new circumcision. And I circumcise Myself on behalf of the whole world. I do not sacrifice the useless part, but I break off My magnificent, wholesome, pure virility, I sacrifice it completely, and I take My blood from My mutilated limbs and from the opened veins and I draw rings of salvation on Mankind, rings of eternal nuptials with God Who is in Heaven, with the Father Who is waiting, and I say: “See. Now You can no longer reject them, because You would reject Your blood”. “And Moses said: ‘...and then dip a spray of hyssop in the blood and sprinkle the doorposts’ ”. So is the blood not sufficient? It is not. Your repentance is to be joined to My blood. Without bitter beneficial repentance, I shall have died for you in vain.

7 That is the first word in the Book about the Redeeming Lamb. But the Book is strewn with it. As at each new sunrise the blossoms become thicker and thicker on these branches, so, as a new year follows an old one and the time of Redemption draws near, then blossoming becomes more and more luxuriant. And now with Zechariah I say to you, to you in Jerusalem: “Here is the King Who comes full of meekness riding on a donkey and colt. He is poor.” But He will disperse the mighty ones who oppress men. He is meek, and yet His arm raised to bless will defeat the demon and death. “He will announce peace, because He is the King of peace.” Although crucified, He will stretch His domination from sea to sea. “He Who does not shout, Who does not break, Who does not put out those who are not light but smoke, those who are not strength but weakness, those who deserve all reproach, He will do justice according to truth.” Your Messiah, o city of Zion, your Messiah, o people of the Lord, your Messiah, o people of the Earth. “Without being sad or turbulent”, and you can see how there is not in Me the resentful sadness of the defeated, or the rancorous sorrow of the perverted, but only the seriousness of one who sees to what extent the possession of Satan in men can go, and you see how for three years I have incessantly stretched out My hands inviting everybody to love, and My hands will be stretched out again and they will be wounded, although I could reduce My enemies to ashes and disperse them with a simple act of My will! “Without being sad or turbulent I will be successful in establishing My Kingdom.” That Kingdom of Christ in which is the salvation of the world. The Eternal Lord My Father says to Me: “I have called You, I have taken You by the hand, I have appointed You alliance between peoples and God, I have made You the light of the nations.” And I have been light. Light to open the eyes of the blind, word to give speech to the deaf, key to open the underground prisons of those who were in the darkness of error. And now, I Who am all that, am going to My death. I will enter the darkness of death. Death, do you understand?... The first things announced, are now being fulfilled, I also say with the prophet. I will tell you the rest before the Demon separates us.

8 There is Zion over there. Go and get the donkey and the colt. Say to the man: “Rabbi Jesus needs them.” And tell My Mother that I am about to arrive. She is up there, on that slope, with the Maries. She is waiting for Me. It is My human triumph... Let it be Her triumph. Always joined together. Oh! joined!... And who is the heart of a hyena that with his claw tears the heart of a mother's heart: Me, Her Son? A man? No. Every man is born of a woman. And by instinct and moral consideration he cannot be pitiless towards a mother, because he thinks of “his own”. So it is not a man. Who, then? A demon. But can a demon offend the Victress? He must touch Her to offend Her. And Satan cannot bear the virginal light of the Rose of God. So? Whom do you say it is? Are you not speaking? Then I will tell you. The most cunning demon has blended with the most corrupt man, and like the poison enclosed in the teeth of an asp, the demon is closed in him who can approach the Woman and thus bite Her treacherously. Cursed be the hybrid monster that is Satan and is man! Shall I curse it? No. It is not the word of a Redeemer. Then I say to the soul of this hybrid monster what I said to Jerusalem, the monstrous city of God and of Satan: “Oh, if in this hour still granted to you, you could come to the Saviour!” There is no love greater than Mine! Neither is there a greater power. Also My Father agrees if I say: “I want”, and I can speak but compassionate words for those who have fallen and stretch their arms towards Me from their abyss. O soul of the greatest sinner, your Saviour on the threshold of death bends over your abyss and invites you to take His hand. My death will not be avoided... But you... but you... would be saved, you whom I still love, and the soul of your Friend would not be horrified at the thought that He is aware of the horror of death and of such death through the deed of his friend...»
Jesus is silent... exhausted... The apostles whisper to one another and they ask: «But who is He speaking of? Who is it?» And Judas, lying shamelessly, says: «It is certainly one of the false Pharisees... I think it must be Joseph or Nicodemus, or Chuza and Manaen... Every man is anxious to save his life and his property... I know that Herod... And I know that the Sanhedrin. He trusted them too much! You know that even yesterday they were not present?! They haven’t the courage to face Him…» Jesus does not hear him. He has gone ahead and has joined His Mother, Who is with the Maries and with Martha and Susanna. Only Johanna of Chuza is absent from the group of the pious women.

Next Chapter: 588. Jesus Enters into Jerusalem. 30th March 1947 (Palm Sunday).
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After the meditation on Holy Thursday, Jesus gives some explaining notes why with communism, modernism, atheism, rationalism and a thousand evils afflicting the Church and the world, in this century of sin and horror, He deemed it necessary to step down from Heaven to increase the knowledge of His Word which is Life in us.

15th February 1944. 23 Jesus says: «You contemplated the sufferings of My spiritual agony on Thursday evening. You saw your Jesus collapse like a man struck mortally, who feels his life flee through the wounds bleeding him, or like a person overwhelmed by a psychic trauma exceeding his strength. You saw the growing phases of the trauma culminate in the shedding of blood brought about by the circulatory unbalance that had been provoked by the effort of controlling Myself and withstanding the burden that had fallen upon Me. I was, I am, the Son of the Most High God. But I was also the Son of man. I want this double nature of Mine, equally complete and perfect, to emanate very clearly from these pages. My word, which has accents that only a God can have, bears witness to My Divinity . My necessities and passions, and the sufferings that I show you and I suffered in My flesh of a true Man, and that I propose to you as an example for your humanity, as I teach your spirits with My doctrine of true God, bear witness to My Humanity. Both My most holy Divinity and My most perfect Humanity, in the course of ages, through the breaking up action of “your” imperfect humanity, have resulted disparaged and distorted in their explanation. You have made My Humanity appear unreal, inhumane, as you have made My divine figure look small, denying so many parts of it, because it was not convenient for you to recognise them or that you could no longer recognise with your spirits impaired by the tabes of vice and atheism, of humanism, of rationalism. I am coming, in this tragic hour, a prodrome of universal misfortunes, to call My double-figure of God and of Man back to your minds, so that you may know it for what it is, you may recognise it after so much obscurantism, with which you have concealed it from your spirits, and you may love it and go back to it and save yourselves by means of It. It is the figure of your Saviour and he, who knows it and loves it, will be saved.

24 In these past days I have made you acquainted with My physical sufferings. They tortured My Humanity. I have made you acquainted with My moral sufferings, as connected, interlaced, blended with My Mother's, as are the inextricable lianas of the equatorial forests, which cannot be parted in order to cut only one, but it is necessary to break them with a single stroke of a hatchet to force one's way through, killing them all together; just like the veins of a body, one alone of which cannot be deprived of blood, because only one liquid fills them all; better still, as it is not possible to prevent the creature that is forming in its mother's womb from dying, if its mother dies, because it is the life, the warmth, the nourishment, the blood of the mother that, with a rhythm responding to the movement of the mother's heart, penetrates through the internal membranes, as far as the baby-to-be, making it a complete living being. She, oh! She, My pure Mother, bore Me not only for the nine months during which every woman bears the fruit of man, but for all Her life. Our hearts were united by spiritual fibres and they always beat together, and no motherly tear ever fell without leaving a trace of its salt on My heart, and there has never been any internal moaning of Mine that did not resound in Her, awakening Her grief. You feel sorry for the mother of a son destined to death by an incurable disease, for the mother of a man condemned to death by the rigour of human justice. But think of My Mother Who, from the moment She conceived Me, trembled considering that I was the Condemned One, think of this Mother Who, when She gave Me Her first kiss on the delicate rosy flesh of Her new-born baby, felt the future wounds of Her Child, think of this Mother Who would have given Her life ten, a hundred, a thousand times to prevent Me from becoming a Man and arriving at the moment of the Sacrifice, think of this Mother Who was aware of and had to desire that dreadful hour to accept the will of the Lord, for the glory of the Lord, out of kindness towards Mankind. No, there has been no agony that lasted longer and ended in a greater grief than My Mother's.

25 And there has been no greater and more complete sorrow than Mine. I was One with the Father. He had loved Me from eternity as God alone can love. He had taken delight in Me and had found His divine joy in Me. And I had loved Him as a God alone can love, and in My union with Him I had found My divine joy. The ineffable relationship that ab aeterno ties the Father to the Son cannot be explained to you even by My Word, because while it is perfect, your intelligence is not, and you cannot understand and know what God is until you are with Him in Heaven. Well, like water that rises and presses against a dam, I felt the rigour of the Father grow hourly towards Me. As evidence against brute-men, who did not want to understand who I was, during the time of My public life, He had opened Heaven three times at the Jordan, at the Tabor and in Jerusalem on the eve of My Passion. But He had done that for men, not to give relief to Me. I was already the Expiator. Many times, Mary, God makes men become acquainted with one of His servants, so that through him they may be roused and dragged to Him, but that happens also through the suffering of that servant. It is he who, by eating the bitter bread of God's rigour, pays personally for the comfort and salvation of his brothers. Is it not so? The victims of expiation know the rigour of God. Then comes the glory. But after Justice has been appeased. It is not the same as happens with My Love, that kisses His victims. I am Jesus, I am the Redeemer, He Who has suffered and knows, by personal experience, how painful it is to be looked at by God with severity and be abandoned by Him, and I am never severe, and I never abandon anyone. I consume just the same, but through the fire of love.

26 The more the hour of expiation approached, the more I felt the Father move away. The more I was separated from the Father, the less My Humanity felt it was supported by the Divinity of God. And because of that I suffered in every possible way. The separation from God brings fear, attachment to life, languor, tiredness, boredom. The deeper it is, the stronger are its consequences. When it is total, it leads to despair. And the more he who, by God's decree, experiences it, without having deserved it, the more he suffers, because the living spirit feels the excision from God, as live flesh feels the excision of a limb. It is a sorrowful prostrating stupor that one, who has not experienced it, cannot understand. I experienced it. I had to know everything in order to be able to plead with the Father for everything in your favour. Even for your despair. Oh, I experienced what it means to say: “I am alone. Everybody has betrayed and abandoned Me. Even the Father, even God no longer assists Me.” And that is why I work mysterious wonders of grace in poor hearts overwhelmed by despair, and I ask My beloved ones to drink the cup of so bitter an experience, so that they, those who are shipwrecked in the sea of despair, may not decline to accept the cross that I offer as anchor and salvation, but they may grasp at it and I may take them to the blessed shore where only peace reigns.

27 On Thursday evening, I alone know whether I needed My Father! I was a spirit already in agony because of the effort of having to overcome the two greatest sorrows of a man: to say goodbye to a beloved mother, to have an unfaithful friend close by. They were two sores that scorched My heart: the former with Her tears, the latter with his hatred. I had to share My bread with My Cain. I had to speak to him in a friendly manner in order not to denounce him to the others, as I was afraid they might react violently, and in order to avoid a crime, which in any case would have been useless, as everything was already written in the great book of life: both My holy Death and Judas' suicide. Any other death was useless and disapproved of by God. No other blood but Mine was to be shed, and was not shed. The halter strangled that life, shutting up his impure blood, which had been sold to Satan, in the filthy sack of the traitor's body, blood that was not to be mixed, falling on the Earth, with the most pure blood of the Innocent.

Those two sores would have been sufficient to make Me suffer agony in My Ego. But I was the Expiator, the Victim, the Lamb. A lamb, before being sacrificed, experiences the red-hot brand, it suffers blows, it endures being shorn and sold to a butcher. And finally it feels the cold of the knife that cuts its throat, bleeds it and kills it. First it must leave everything: the pasture where it was brought up, its mother at whose breast it was nourished and warmed, the companions with which it lived. Everything. I, the Lamb of God, experienced everything.

28 That is why Satan came, when the Father was retiring in Heaven. He had already come at the beginning of My mission, to tempt Me in order to divert Me from it. He was now coming back again. It was his hour. The hour of the satanic sabbath. Crowds and crowds of devils were on the Earth that night, to accomplish the seduction of hearts and make them willing to request the killing of the Christ the following day. Each member of the Sanhedrin had his own, Herod had his, so had Pilate, and every single Judaean who would invoke My Blood upon himself. Also beside the apostles there were their tempters, who made them drowsy while I was languishing, and who prepared them to be cowardly. Take notice of the power of purity. John, the pure disciple, was the first among all of them to free himself from the demoniac claws, and he came at once near his Jesus and understood His unexpressed desire, and brought Mary to Me. But Judas had Lucifer, and I had Lucifer. Judas in his heart, I beside Me. We were the two main characters of the tragedy, and Satan was attending personally to both of us. After leading Judas to the point from which he could not withdraw, he turned towards Me. With perfect artifice he showed Me the torments of the flesh with unsurpassable realism. Also in the desert he had started from the flesh. I defeated him by praying. The spirit dominated the fear of the flesh. He then showed Me the uselessness of My death, and the usefulness of living for My own sake, without worrying Myself about ungrateful men, leading a rich happy life full of love. Living for My Mother, ensuring that She did not suffer. Living so that by means of a long apostolate I could take back to God many men, who, if I had died, would forget Me, whereas, if I had been their Master not for three years, but for many many years, would end up by becoming one with My doctrine. His angels would help Me to seduce men. Could I not see that the angels of God were not intervening to assist Me? Later, God would forgive Me seeing the crowds of believers that I would lead back to Him. Also in the desert he had tried to convince Me to tempt God through imprudence. I defeated him by praying. The spirit dominated moral temptation.

29 He showed Me My abandonment by God. He, the Father, no longer loved Me. I was laden with the sins of the world. I disgusted Him. He was absent and was leaving Me to Myself. He was surrendering Me to the mockery of a cruel crowd. And He would not even grant Me His divine comfort. I was alone, all alone. In that hour there was but Satan near the Christ. God and men were absent, because they did not love Me. They hated Me or were uninterested. I prayed to cover the satanic words with My prayers. But My prayer no longer ascended to God. It fell back on Me, like stones of lapidation and crushed Me under its rubble. My prayer, that had always been for Me like a caress given to the Father, a voice that ascended and was answered by a fatherly caress and word, was now dead, heavy, uttered in vain to a closed Heaven. I then tasted the bitterness of the bottom of the cup. The flavour of despair. It was what Satan wanted: to lead Me to despair, to make Me a slave of his. I overcame despair and I overcame it only with My power, because I wanted to defeat it. Only with My strength of a Man. I was nothing but the Man. And I was nothing but a man no longer helped by God. When God helps you, it is easy to lift even the world and hold it up like a child's toy. But when God does not help us any more, even the weight of a flower is a burden to us. I defeated despair and Satan, its creator, in order to serve God and you, by giving you the Life. But I became acquainted with Death. Not with the physical death of crucifixion – that was not so dreadful – but with the total conscious Death of the fighter who falls after triumphing, with a broken heart and blood pouring out of him in the trauma of an effort exceeding all endurance. And I sweated blood. I sweated blood to be faithful to God's will.

30 That is why the angel of My sorrow showed Me the hopes of all those who have been saved through My sacrifice, as a medicine for My dying. Your names! Each name was a drop of medicine instilled into My veins to invigorate them and make them function, each of them was for Me life coming back, light coming back, strength coming back. During the cruel tortures, to avoid shouting My grief of Man, and in order not to despair of God and say that He was too severe and unjust to His Victim, I repeated your names to Myself, I saw you. Since then I blessed you. Since then I have carried you in My heart. And when the time came for you to be on the Earth, I leaned out of Heaven to accompany your coming, rejoicing at the thought that a fresh flower of love was born in the world and would have lived for Me. Oh! My blessed ones! The comfort of the dying Christ! My Mother, the Disciple, the pious Women were present at My death, and you were there as well. My dying eyes saw, with the tormented face of My Mother, also your loving ones, and they closed thus, happy to be closed because they had saved you, who deserve the Sacrifice of a God»"!
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588. Jesus Enters into Jerusalem. 30th March 1947 (Palm Sunday).

1 Jesus says: «You will put here the vision: “From Bethany to Jerusalem” (dated 3rd March 1945). And now: look!» -------------------2 Jesus embraces with His arm the shoulders of His Mother, Who has stood up when John and James of Alphaeus have reached Her to say to Her: «Your Son is coming», and then they have come back to join their companions who are proceeding slowly, talking, while Thomas and Andrew have rushed towards Bethphage to look for the donkey and the colt and take them to Jesus.

In the meantime Jesus is speaking to the women. «Here we are near the city. I advise you to go. And go without being afraid. Enter the town before I do. All the shepherds and the most faithful disciples are near En Rogel. They have been told to escort and protect you.»

«The fact is that… We have spoken to Aser of Nazareth and Abel of Bethlehem in Galilee and also to Solomon. They had come as far as here to watch for Your arrival. The crowd is preparing a great celebration. And we wanted to see… See how the tops of the olive trees are shaken? It is not the wind that is shaking them thus. But it is the people who are gathering branches to spread them on the road and to protect You from the sun. And over there?! Look over there, they are stripping the palm-trees of their fanshaped leaves. They look like clusters and they are men who have climbed up the trunks to gather more and more… And, on the slopes, You can see children bending to pick flowers. And the women certainly strip gardens of corollas and scented herbs to strew Your way with flowers. We wanted to see… and imitate the gesture of Mary of Lazarus, who picked up all the flowers pressed by Your feet when You went into Lazarus' gardens» says imploringly Mary of Clopas on behalf of them all. Jesus caresses the cheek of His old relative, who looks like a little girl anxious to see a show, and He says to her: «You would not be able to see anything among the large crowd. Go on, to Lazarus' house, the one whose keeper is Matthias. I shall be passing there and you will see Me from on high.» «Son… and are You going all alone? Can I not be near You?» asks Mary, raising Her very sad face and staring with Her sky-blue eyes at Her meek Son. «I would beg You to remain hidden. Like a dove in the cleft of a rock. Rather than Your presence, My beloved Mother, I need Your prayer!» «If so, Son, we will all pray for You.» «Yes. And after you have seen Him pass by, you will come with me to my mansion in Zion. And I will send servants to the Temple, with instructions to follow the Master all the time, so that they may bring us His orders and His news», says Mary of Lazarus resolutely, always quick in realising what is the best thing to do and to do it without delay. «You are right, sister. Although it grieves me not to follow Him, I understand that it is a just order. In any case Lazarus told us not to contradict the Master in anything, and to obey Him even in the least matters. And we will do that.» «Go, then. See? The roads are getting busy. The apostles are about to join Me. Go. Peace be with you. I will make you come when I think it is a suitable moment. Goodbye, Mother. Peace to you. God is with us.» He kisses Her and dismisses Her. And the obedient women disciples go away quickly.

3 The ten apostles join Jesus. «Have You sent them ahead?» «Yes, I have. They will see My entry from a house.» «From which house?» asks Judas of Kerioth. «Eh! the friendly houses are so many now!» says Philip. «Not from Annaleah's?» says the Iscariot insisting. Jesus replies in the negative and He sets out towards Bethphage, which is not far. He is near the village when the two apostles, who had been sent to get the donkey and the colt, come back. They shout: «We found what You told us and we would have brought the animals. But the owner wanted to curry them and adorn them with the best trappings to honour You. And the disciples, with those who have spent the night in the streets of Bethany to honour You, wish to have the honour of bringing them to You, and we agreed. We thought that their love deserved a reward.» «You did the right thing. Let us go on in the meantime.» «Are there many disciples?» asks Bartholomew. «Oh! a great crowd. It is impossible to pass along the streets in Bethphage. That is why I told Isaac to take the donkey to Cleanthes, the cheese-monger» replies Thomas. «You acted rightly. Let us go as far as that rising of the hill, and we shall wait a little in the shade of those trees.» They go to the place pointed out by Jesus. «But we are going farther away! You are going beyond Bethphage passing round the back!» exclaims the Iscariot. «And if I want to do so, who can forbid Me? Am I perhaps already a prisoner and not allowed to go where I want? Or is it urgent that I should be so, and is anybody afraid that I may avoid being captured? And if I should decide to go away along safer routes, is there anybody who could prevent Me from doing so?» Jesus darts a glance at the Traitor, who dare no longer open his mouth and shrugs his shoulders, as if to say: «Do as You like.» They go, in fact, round the back of the little village, I should say a suburb of the town, as its western side is really not far from the town, being part of the slopes of the Mount of Olives, which surrounds the eastern side of Jerusalem. Farther down, between the slopes and the town, the Kidron is shining in the April sunshine. Jesus sits down in the green silent place and concentrates on His thoughts. He then stands up and goes towards the rising, stopping just at its edge.
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4 Jesus says: «You will put here the vision of 31st July 1944: “Jesus weeps over Jerusalem”, from the sentence that I gave you as the beginning of the vision.» He then resumes showing me the phases of His triumphal entry. -------------------

30th July 1944. 5 I do not know how I shall manage to write because I am suffering so much from heart trouble that I can hardly sit up. But it cannot be helped. I must write what I see. The Gospel of today, the ninth Sunday after Pentecost, is illustrated to me. From a hill near Jerusalem Jesus looks at the town stretched at His feet. It is not a very high hill. At most it is like the large square of S. Miniato on the mountain, at Florence; but it is sufficient for the eye to dominate the extent of houses and streets, that go up and down the small ground elevations forming Jerusalem. If one refers to the lowest level of the town, this hill is certainly much higher than Calvary, but it is closer to the walls than the latter. It really begins just outside the walls and rises steeply on their side, whereas on the other side it descends gently towards a very green country that stretches eastwards. At least I think it is eastwards, if I am judging rightly according to sunlight. Jesus and His apostles are sitting under a group of trees, in the shade. They are resting after a long walk. Then Jesus stands up, He leaves the clearing where they were sitting and He goes towards the hillock and stops just at its edge. His tall person stands out clearly in the empty space around Him. He looks even taller as He stands upright, all alone. His arms are folded across His chest, on His blue mantle, and He looks around very seriously. The apostles watch Him. But they leave Him alone, they neither move nor speak. They must think that He has moved aside to pray. But Jesus is not praying. After looking for a long time at the town, at each district, at each hillock, at each detail, at times letting His eyes dwell upon this or that point, at times watching less insistently, Jesus begins to weep without sobbing or making any noise. Tears fill His eyes, then gush forth and stream down His cheeks and fall… Silent very sad tears. The tears of a man who knows that he must weep, all alone, without hoping to be consoled or understood by anybody. Tears brought about by grief that cannot be cancelled and must be suffered absolutely. 6 Because of his position John's brother is the first to notice those tears and he tells the others, who look at one another and are seized with astonishment. «None of us has done anything wrong» says one, and another: «The crowds did not insult us either. Among them nobody was hostile to Him». «Why is He weeping, then?» asks the oldest of them all. Peter and John stand up together and they approach the Master. They think that the only thing to be done is to make Him feel that they love Him and ask Him what the matter is with Him. «Master, are You weeping?» asks John laying his fair-haired head on the shoulder of Jesus, Who is taller than he is by a neck and a head. And Peter, laying his hand round Jesus' waist, almost embracing Him to draw Him to himself, says to Him: «What is grieving You, Jesus? Tell us who love You.» Jesus rests His cheek on John's fair-haired head and opening out His arms, He passes His arm round Peter's shoulder. The three of them are thus embraced to one another in such a loving posture. But tears continue to drop. John feels them run down through his hair and he asks once again: «Why are You weeping, Master? Are we perhaps the cause of Your sorrow?» The other apostles have gathered round the loving group and are anxiously awaiting a reply.

7 «No» says Jesus. «Your are not. You are My friends and friendship, when it is sincere, is a balm and a smile, never tears. I would like you to remain My friends forever. Even now that we shall enter into the corruption, that ferments and contaminates those who are not resolutely willing to remain honest.» «Where are we going, Master? Are we not going to Jerusalem? The crowds have already greeted You joyfully. Do You want to disappoint them? Are we going to Samaria to work some miracle? Just now that Passover is close at hand?» The questions are asked by several of the apostles at the same time. Jesus raises His hands imposing silence and then with His right one He points to the town. A wide gesture like that of a man sowing seeds ahead of himself. And He says: «That is the Corruption. We are going into Jerusalem. We are going there. And only the Most High knows how I would like to sanctify the town taking there the Holiness that comes from Heaven. I would like to resanctify it, as it should be the Holy City. But I shall not be able to do anything for it. It is corrupt, and will remain corrupt. And the streams of holiness that gush from the living Temple, and will gush even more in the next few days to the extent of leaving it lifeless, will not be sufficient to redeem it. Samaria and the heathen world will come to the Holy One. The temples of the true God will be erected on the false temples. The hearts of the Gentiles will worship the Christ. But this people, this town will always be hostile to Him, and their hatred will lead them to the greatest sin. 8 That must happen. But woe to those who will be the instruments of that crime. Woe!…» Jesus stares at Judas, who is almost in front of Him. «That will never happen to us. We are Your apostles and we believe in You, and we are ready to die for You.» Judas lies shamelessly and meets Jesus' eye without embarrassment. The others join in protesting. Jesus replies to all of them, avoiding to reply to Judas directly. «Would to Heaven that you may be so. But you are still very weak, and temptation may make you like those who hate Me. Pray fervently and watch diligently over yourselves. Satan is aware that he is about to be defeated and he wants to avenge himself by tearing you away from Me. Satan is around us all. He is around Me to prevent Me from doing the will of My Father and from fulfilling My mission. And he is around you to make you his servants. Be vigilant. Within those walls Satan will take those who are not strong. He will take him whose curse will be the fact that he was elected, because he made use of his election for a human purpose. I chose you for the Kingdom of Heaven, not for that of the world. Bear that in mind. 9 And you, o city, that want your ruin and over which I am shedding tears, be aware that your Christ is praying for your redemption. Oh! if at least in this hour still left to you, you came to Him Who would be your peace! If in this hour you understood the Love passing through you and you divested yourself of the hatred that makes you blind and insane, and cruel against yourself and your welfare! But the day will come when you will remember this hour! But it will be too late to weep and repent! The Love will have passed and disappeared from your streets, and the Hatred that you preferred will remain. And Hatred will be on you and on your children. Because one has what one wanted, and hatred is paid with hatred. And then it will not be the hatred of the strong against the defenceless, but it will be hatred against hatred, thus war and death. Surrounded by trenches and armed men, you will languish before being destroyed, and you will see your children killed by weapons and famine, and the survivors taken prisoners and derided, and you will ask for mercy, but will never find it, because you refused to acknowledge your Salvation. I am weeping, My friends, because I have the heart of a man, and the ruin of My fatherland makes Me shed tears. But it is just that this takes place because within those walls corruption exceeds all limits and draws the punishment of God. Woe betide the citizens who bring about the ruin of their fatherland! Woe betide the leaders who are the main cause of it! Woe betide those who should be saints to guide the others to be honest and instead they desecrate the House of their ministry and themselves! Come. My action will be of no avail. But let us make the Light shine once again in the Darkness!» And Jesus goes down followed by His apostles. He walks fast along the road with a serious countenance, I would say, almost looking sullen. He speaks no more. He goes into a little house at the foot of the hill, and I see nothing else.
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Offer your Life to Jesus and Mary: TEXT OF THE LIFE OFFERING, adapted: Dear Lord Jesus, before the Holy Trinity, Our Heavenly Mother, and the whole Heavenly Court, united with Your most Precious Blood and Your Sacrifice on Calvary, We hereby Offer our whole Lives to the Intention of Your Sacred Heart and to the Immaculate Heart of Mary. Together with our life, we place at Your disposal all Holy Masses, all our Holy Communions, all Rosaries, all acts of consecration, all our good deeds, all our sacrifices, and the suffering of our entire life for the Adoration and Supplication of the Holy Trinity, for Unity in our Holy Mother Church, for the Holy Father, Pope Francis the First; and for His Holiness Pope Benedict XVI. For His Eminence Patriarch Kirill of Moscow, His Excellency Metropolitan Hilarion, as well as His Eminence Patriarch Bartholomew of Constantinople, that they may re-unite their flocks with the Roman Catholic Church, and there may soon be but One Fold and One Shepherd. For all the 220+ Cardinals of the Holy Roman Church, for all 6000+ Bishops of the Universal Church that they may be true Apostles and Shepherds; and for the 400,000+ Priests, the 700,000+ Nuns, 50,000+ Monks, 100,000+ seminarians, that they may all become the Saints the Divine Will wishes them to be; for all the 1.35 Billion Members of the Church, the Millions of Catholic Catechumens and Children to be born and baptized in this Decade; we pray for good Priestly and Religious Vocations, for All Lay Apostolates, and All Souls until the end of the world. O my Jesus, please accept our life Sacrifice and our offerings and give us Your grace that we may all persevere obediently until death. Amen." https://marianapostolate.com/life-offering/

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We are just a fortnight away from Palm Sunday now, and it's a good idea to renew our resolutions and meditations. Let us take up our Cross, and follow the Lord in His Passion, as we contemplate all the many pains, labors, toils and sufferings He so courageously and heroically endured, to save our souls from damnation, and take us with Him to Heaven. Let us repay Him for such deep and great Sorrows.

"10 Jesus has hardly had time to enter into the house blessing its inhabitants, when the joyful sound of harness-bells and jubilant voices are heard. And immediately afterwards the lean wan face of Isaac appears in the opening of the door, and the faithful shepherd enters and prostrates himself before his Lord Jesus. Many faces are crowding in the frame of the wide-open door, and many more can be seen behind them… They push and throng, wishing to come forward… Some women shout, some of the children cry, caught as they are in the crowd, while the others shout greetings and joyful exclamations: «This is a happy day which brings You back to us! Peace to You, Lord! We welcome You, Master, as You have come back to reward our loyalty.» Jesus stands up and makes a gesture meaning that He is going to speak. Everybody becomes silent and Jesus' voice is heard clearly. «Peace to you! Do not press together. We shall now go up to the Temple. I have come to stay with you. Peace! Peace! Do not hurt yourselves. Make way, My beloved friends! Let Me come out and follow Me, because we shall enter into the Holy City together.» Willy-nilly the people obey, and they open out a little so that Jesus can come out and mount the little donkey. In fact Jesus points to the little colt, which had never been ridden before, as His mount, and then some rich pilgrims, who elbow their way through the crowd, lay their sumptuous mantles on its back, and one man kneels down with one knee on the ground and the other placed as a step for the Lord, Who sits on the back of the colt. And the journey begins with Peter walking on one side of the Master and Isaac on the other, holding the reins of the unbroken animal, which proceeds calmly, as if it were accustomed to that task, without becoming restive or being frightened by the flowers that, thrown as they are towards Jesus, often strike the eyes or the soft muzzle of the little colt, that is not even scared by the branches of olive-trees and palm leaves shaken in front of and around it, or are thrown on the ground to form a carpet with the flowers. It is not even frightened by the shouts of «Hosanna, Son of David!», that are becoming louder and louder as the crowd becomes larger and larger with the arrival of newcomers.

11 It is not easy to pass through Bethphage, along its narrow twisted streets, and mothers are compelled to take their children in their arms, and men have to protect their women from being pushed too violently, and some fathers carry their little sons astride their shoulders, so that they are above the crowd, while the shrill voices of the children sound like the bleatings of lambs or the screeching of swallows, while with their little hands they throw the flowers and leaves of olive-trees, offered to them by their mothers, as well as kisses, to mild Jesus… After leaving the narrow passage of the little suburb, the procession stretches out in an orderly manner, and many volunteers go ahead leading the way and keeping it clear, and others follow them strewing the ground with branches. And when a man throws his mantle on the road as a carpet, hundreds of people imitate him. Thus the central part of the road is a multicoloured strip of garments spread on the ground and once Jesus passes by, they are picked up and carried ahead with many more, while flowers, branches and palm-leaves are waved and thrown, and louder cries are uttered around and in honour of the King of Israel, of the Son of David and His Kingdom! The soldiers on duty at the gate come out to see what is happening. But it is not a sedition and they move to one side, leaning on their lances, and looking amazed or ironical they watch the strange procession of this King Who is riding the colt of a donkey, and is as handsome as a god, as humble as the poorest of men, meek, blessing… surrounded by women and children and by disarmed men shouting: «Peace! Peace!», of this King Who, before entering the town, stops for a moment near the sepulchres of the lepers at Hinnom and Siloam (I think I am mentioning the correct names of these places, where I have seen lepers being cured miraculously on other occasions) and pressing on the only stirrup in which His foot is resting, as He is sitting side-saddle on the donkey, but not astride it, He stands up, stretches out His arms, shouting in the direction of those dreadful slopes (where frightened faces and bodies appear, looking towards Jesus, and they utter the plaintive cry of lepers: «We are infected!» to send away some imprudent people who, in order to see Jesus better, would climb even the contaminated and infected terraces): «Let those who have faith in Me invoke My Name and receive health from it!» and setting out again He blesses them and He says to Judas: «You will buy food for the lepers and take it to them with Simon before it gets dark.»

12 When the procession enters under the vault of the Siloam Gate and then, like a torrent, pours into the town through the Ophel suburb – where every terrace has become a little airy square crowded with people singing hosannas, throwing flowers and pouring perfumes in the street, trying to throw them on the Master, and the air is filled with the scent of flowers crushed under the feet of the crowds and with essences that spread in the air before falling among the dust of the street – the cheers of the crowd seem to increase and become louder, as if each person shouted in a bugle-horn, because the many archivolts, of which Jerusalem is full, amplify them with continuous echoes. I can hear them shout, and I think they mean what the Evangelists say: «Shalem, Shalem melchil!» (or malchit: I am trying to give the sound of the words, but it is difficult, because they have aspirations which we do not have). A continuous howl, like the roar of a stormy sea, in which the loud noise of a billow pounding on beaches and cliffs has not yet dropped, when another breaker collects it and raises it with a fresh roar, without ever stopping. I am deafened by it! Perfumes, scents, shouts, waving of branches and garments, colours, cries… It is a bewildering scene. I see the people in the crowd getting mixed up continuously, and known faces appear and disappear: all the disciples from all the places in Palestine, all the followers… I see Jairus for a moment, and Jaia, the youth from Pella (I think), who was blind like his mother and was cured by Jesus, I see Joachim from Bozrah and the peasant from the plain of Sharon with his brothers, I see lonely old Matthias from a place near the Jordan, on the eastern bank, where Jesus took shelter when the place was all flooded, I see Zacchaeus with his converted friends, I see old John from Nob with almost all the citizens, I see the husband of Sarah from Juttah… But who can cope with faces and names, if it is a kaleidoscope of known and unknown faces, seen several times or only once?… Now there is the face of the little shepherd brought from Enon. And, near him, is the disciple from Korazim who did not bury his father to follow Jesus; and close to him, for a moment, the father and mother of Benjamin from Capernaum with their son, who almost falls under the hooves of the little donkey when he throws himself forward to receive a caress from Jesus.

13 And – unfortunately – there are faces of Pharisees and scribes, livid with rage because of this triumph, and they overbearingly elbow their way through the circle of love that is pressing round Jesus and they shout to Him: «Make these mad people keep quiet! Make them reason! Hosannas are to be sung to God only. Tell them to be quiet!» And Jesus replies to them kindly: «Even if I told them to be silent and they obeyed Me, the stones would extol the wonders of the Word of God.» In fact the people – in addition to shouting: «Hosanna, hosanna to the Son of David! Blessed is He Who comes in the name of the Lord. Hosanna to Him and to His Kingdom! God is with us! The Immanuel has come. The Kingdom of the Christ of the Lord has come! Hosanna! Hosanna from the Earth to the highest Heaven! Peace! Peace, my King! Peace and blessings to You, holy King! Peace and glory in Heaven and on the Earth! Glory to God for His Christ! Peace to the men who know how to welcome Him. Peace on Earth to men of good will and glory in the highest Heaven, because the hour of the Lord has come» (and this last cry is uttered by the whole group of the shepherds who are repeating the Christmas song) – in addition to these uninterrupted cries, the people of Palestine inform the pilgrims from the Diaspora of the miracles they have seen, and to those who do not know what is happening, because they are strangers passing by chance through the town and ask: «But who is He? What is happening?» they reply: «He is Jesus! Jesus, the Master from Nazareth in Galilee! The Prophet! The Messiah of the Lord! The Promised, the Holy Messiah!» From a house, which has just been left behind as in so much confusion the procession is moving very slowly, comes out a group of strong young men carrying above their heads copper braziers full of charcoal and incense, which burn spreading clouds of scented smoke. Their gesture is well liked, and many run ahead or return to their houses, to get fire and scented resins to burn and thus pay homage to the Christ.

14 Annaleah's house appears. The terrace is decked with vines the new leaves of which are quivering in the mild April wind, and along the street side there is a full row of girls dressed in white and wearing white veils, in the middle of them there is Annaleah, with baskets of plucked petals of roses and lilies of the valley, that are already flying about in the air. «The virgins of Israel are greeting You, Lord!» says John, who has pushed through the crowd and is now beside Jesus, drawing His attention to the garland of purity, which is leaning out of the parapet smiling and strewing the street with petals as red as blood and with lilies of the valley as white as pearls. Jesus draws rein for a moment and stops the colt. He looks up and raises His hand to bless that virginity in love with Him to the extent of forgoing all other earthly love. And Annaleah leaning forward shouts: «I have seen Your triumph, my Lord! Take my life for Your universal glorification!» and with a very loud cry, as Jesus passes close to her house and proceeds, she greets Him: «Jesus!» And another but different cry exceeds the clamour of the crowds. But although the people hear it, they do not stop. It is a torrent of enthusiasm, a torrent of delirious people that cannot stop. And while the last waves of this torrent are still outside the gate, the first ones are already beginning to climb the slopes leading to the Temple. «Your Mother!» shouts Peter, pointing at a house almost at the corner of a street that leads up to the Moriah and along which the procession begins to pass. And Jesus looks up to smile at His Mother, Who is up there among the faithful women.

15 The obstacle of a large caravan stops the procession a few metres after it has passed the house. And while Jesus stops with the others, caressing the children that mothers hold up to Him, a man rushes towards Him, elbowing his way through the crowd and shouting: «Let me pass! A woman has just died. A young girl. All of a sudden. Her mother is invoking the Master. Let me pass! He already saved her once!» The people make room and the man runs towards Jesus and says: «Master, Eliza's daughter is dead. She greeted You with that cry, then she bent backwards saying: “I am happy” and she breathed her last. Her heart was overwhelmed by the great joy in seeing Your triumph. Her mother saw me on the terrace of the house next to hers and she sent for me. Come, Master!» «Dead! Annaleah dead! Was she not healthy, blooming and happy up to yesterday?» The apostles and the shepherds throng together excitedly. Everybody saw her yesterday in perfect good health. Only a little while ago they saw her rosy and smiling… They cannot understand such a misfortune… They ask questions, they inquire about details… «I don't know. You have all heard her words. She spoke in a loud voice, sure of herself. Then I saw her lean backwards, and she was whiter then her dress and I heard her mother shout… I know nothing else.» «Do not be excited. She is not dead. A flower fell and the angels of God picked it up to take it to Abraham's bosom. The lily of the Earth will soon open happily in Paradise, ignoring the horror of the world forever. Man, tell Eliza not to weep over the lot of her daughter. Tell her that she was granted a great grace by God, and that in six days' time she will understand what grace God granted her daughter. Do not weep. Let no one weep. Her triumph is even greater than Mine, because the angels are escorting the virgin to lead her to the peace of the just. And it is an eternal triumph that will increase in degree without ever knowing failure. I solemnly tell you that you have reason to weep over yourselves, not over Annaleah. Let us go.» And He repeats to the apostles and to those around Him: «A flower has fallen. It lay down in peace and the angels picked it up. Blessed is the girl pure in flesh and heart, because she will soon see God.» «But how did it happen, what did she die of, Lord?» asks Peter who cannot believe it. «Of love. Of ecstasy. Of infinite joy. A happy death!» Those who are far ahead are unaware, those who are far behind are also unaware. So the hosannas continue even if here, around Jesus, people have become pensively silent. It is John who breaks the silence saying: «Oh! I should like to have the same lot before the future hours!» «I, too» says Isaac. «I should like to see the face of the girl who died of love for You…» «I beg you to sacrifice your wishes to Me. I need you near Me…» «We will not leave You, Lord. But is there no consolation for that mother?» asks Nathanael. «I will see to that…»

16 They are at the gates of the enclosure of the Temple. Jesus dismounts from the little donkey that is taken into custody by a man from Bethphage. It is necessary to bear in mind that Jesus did not stop at the first gate of the Temple, but He went round the enclosure, and He stopped only at the northern side, near the Antonia. That is where He dismounted and went into the Temple, as if He wished to let people see that He was not hiding from the ruling powers, feeling that He had always behaved in an innocent way. The first court of the Temple shows the usual uproar of moneychangers and vendors of doves, sparrows and lambs, with the only difference that the vendors have been left alone, because everybody has gone to see Jesus. And Jesus enters, solemn in His purple garment, and He looks around at the market and at a group of Pharisees and scribes, who are watching Him from a porch. His eyes are flashing with anger. He rushes to the centre of the court. An unexpected leap that looks like a flight. The flight of a flame, because His garment is as bright as a flame in the sunshine flooding the court. And in His voice as powerful as thunder He says: «Away from the house of My Father! This is no place for usury or markets. It is written: “My house will be called the house of prayer.” So why have you turned into a robbers' den this house, in which the Name of the Lord is invoked? Go away! Leave My House clean. That it may not happen to you, that instead of using ropes, I may strike you with the thunderbolts of heavenly wrath. Go away! Get out, you thieves, swindlers, lewd people, murderers, impious persons, idolaters of the worst idolatry, that of one's proud ego, corrupters and liars. Out! Get out! Or the Most High God, I warn you, will sweep away this place for good and will take vengeance upon all the people.» He does not repeat the lashing of the last time, but seeing that the merchants and money-changers are slow in obeying, He goes to the nearest bench and turns it over spreading scales and money on the ground. The vendors and money-changers make haste and carry out Jesus' order, after witnessing the first example. And Jesus shouts after them: «And how many times shall I have to say that this must not be a place of filth, but a place of prayer?» And He looks at those of the Temple who, obeying the orders of the Pontiff, do not make any gesture of reprisal. 17 After cleansing the court, Jesus goes towards the porches where blind, paralytic, mute, crippled and other sick people are gathered and are invoking Him at the top of their voices. «What do you want Me to do for you?» «My sight, Lord! My limbs! That my son may speak! That my wife may recover her health. We believe in You, Son of God!» «May God hear you. Rise and sing hosannas to the Lord!» He does not cure the many sick people one by one. But He makes a wide gesture with His hand, and grace and health descend from it upon the poor wretches, who stand up completely cured with cries of joy that mingle with those of the many children, who are pressing against Him repeating: «Glory, glory to the Son of David! Hosanna to Jesus of Nazareth, the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords!» Some Pharisees, with feigned deference, shout to Him: «Master, do You hear them? These children are saying what is not to be said. Reproach them! That they may keep quiet!»

«Why? The king prophet, the king of My stock, did he not say: “You made the perfect praise flow from the mouths of children and sucklings to confuse Your enemies”? Have you not read these words of the psalmist? Let children sing My praises. They are prompted to sing them by their angels, who see My Father incessantly and are aware of His secrets, which they suggest to these innocents. And now let Me go and pray the Lord» and, passing in front of the people, He goes into the court of Israel to pray… Later, coming out through another gate, going along the Sheep Pool, He leaves the town and goes back to the hills of the Mount of Olives. 18 The apostles are full of enthusiasm… The triumph has given them confidence, they have completely forgotten all the terror that the words of the Master had aroused in them… They are speaking of everything… They are dying to have news of Annaleah. With difficulty Jesus prevents them from going, assuring them that He will provide and He knows how to do so… They turn a deaf ear to every divine advice… They are truly men, and a cry of hosanna makes them forget everything… Jesus speaks to Mary of Magdala's servants, who had joined Him at the Temple, and then He dismisses them… «And where are we going now?» asks Philip. «To Mark of Jonas' house?» says John. «No. To the field of the Galileans. Perhaps My brothers have come and I should like to greet them» says Jesus. «You will be able to do that tomorrow» Thaddeus points out to Him. «It is better to do things while they can be done. Let us go to the Galileans. They will be pleased to see us. You will have news of your families. I shall see the children…» «And what about this evening? Where shall we sleep? In town? Where? Where Your Mother is? Or at Johanna's?» asks Judas Iscariot. «I do not know. Certainly not in town. Perhaps under some Galilean tent again…» «But why?» «Because I am the Galilean and I love My Fatherland. Let us go.» They set out again, going up towards the field of the Galileans, which is on the Mount of Olives towards Bethany, and is all covered with white tents shining in the pleasant April sun ...

Next Chapter: 589. The Evening of Palm Sunday. 4th March 1945.
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[30th July 1944] ... It is always the profanation of the cult of God, of the Law of God that provokes the punishments of Heaven. By turning the House of God into a robbers' den, those worthless priests and those worthless believers (only such by name) were drawing malediction and death on all the people. It is useless to give this or that name to the misfortunes that make a people suffer. Look for the right name in this: “Punishment for living like brutes.” God withdraws and Evil advances. That is the result of a national way of living undeserving to be named Christian. As in the past, also now, in the short period of this century, I have not ceased shaking and warning people by means of prodigies. But as in the past, I did nothing but draw mockery, indifference and hatred upon Myself and My means. But individuals and nations ought to bear in mind that they weep in vain, when beforehand they did not want to acknowledge their salvation. In vain they invoke Me when, while I was with them, they drove Me away with a sacrilegious war that starting from individual consciences, devoted to Evil, spread throughout the Nation. Fatherlands are not so much saved with weapons as they are by means of a form of life that may attract protection from Heaven. ...

[30th March 1947] 20 Jesus says: «My patient secretary, put here the vision: “The evening of Palm Sunday” (4th March 1945), and may My peace be with you.»

589. The Evening of Palm Sunday. 4th March 1945.

1 Jesus is with His apostles in the peace of the Garden of the Mount of Olives. It is evening. A tepid evening with a full moon. They are sitting on the natural seats that are the terraces of the olive-grove, on the first ones, which face the glade situated at the beginning of Gethsemane. The Kidron is gurgling among its stones and seems to be talking to itself. One can hear only the song of an odd nightingale or feel the breath of the breeze. Nothing else. Jesus is speaking. «After the triumph of this morning your spirits are quite different. What shall I say? That your minds are relieved? Oh! yes! From a human point of view they are relieved. You entered the town trembling because of My words. Each of you seemed to fear that hired ruffians on the other side of the walls were ready to attack him and take him prisoner. 2 In every man there is another man who reveals himself in the most dangerous hours. There is the hero, who in the hours of greater danger emerges from the meek type of man that the world had always known him to be and had considered unimportant, the hero who faces a struggle saying: “Here I am”, who says to the enemy, to an overbearing opponent: “Compete with me”. And there is the saint who, while the others run away, struck with terror before wild people looking for victims, says: “Take me as a hostage and for your sacrifice. I will pay on behalf of everybody.” And there is the cynic who avails himself of the general misfortune and laughs over the bodies of the victims. There is the traitor, who has a courage of his own, that of evil. The traitor who is the amalgamation of the cynic with the coward, and that is also a category that reveals itself in dangerous hours. Because they cynically take advantage of a misfortune and in a cowardly way they join the stronger party, daring to face the scorn of enemies and the curses of the forlorn, provided they make a profit. Lastly there is the most widespread type, the coward who in the dangerous hour can but repent of having made known that he belonged to a party and to a man, now struck with anathema, and runs away… Such a coward is not so criminal as the cynic or so revolting as the traitor. But he always shows the imperfection of his spiritual structure. You… are such. Do not say that you are not. I can read consciences. 3 This morning you were thinking among yourselves: “What will happen to us? Are we going to our death as well?” And your lower part was moaning: “When ever!…” Yes. But have I ever deceived you? With My first words I spoke to you of persecutions and death. And when one of you, through excess of admiration, wanted to see Me and introduce Me as a king, as one of the poor kings of the Earth, always a poor king even if the king and restorer of the kingdom of Israel, I immediately corrected the error and I said: “I am king of the spirit. I offer hardships, sacrifices, sorrows. I have nothing else. I have nothing else here on the Earth. But after My death and your death in My faith, I will give you an eternal Kingdom, the Kingdom of Heaven.” Did I perhaps say something different to you? No. You say I did not. And then you also said: “This is all we want: we want to be with You, and to be treated, to suffer like You, for You.” Yes. That is what you said. And you were sincere. Because you were reasoning like children, like thoughtless children. You thought that it was easy for you to follow Me, and you were so full of the treble sensuality that you could not admit that what I was mentioning to you was true. You thought: “He is the Son of God. He is saying that to test our love. No man will be able to strike Him. Since He works miracles, He will be able to work a great one for Himself!” And each of you would add: “I cannot believe that He may be betrayed, captured, killed.” Your human faith in My power was so strong that you went to the extent of not having faith in My words, the true, spiritual, holy and sanctifying Faith. “He Who works miracles will certainly work one in His own favour!” you were saying. I will work not one, but many more. And two of them will be such as no mind of man can possibly imagine. They will be such as only the believers in the Lord can acknowledge. All other people, to the end of time, will say: “Impossible!” And even after My death I shall be the object of contradiction for many. 4 On a mild spring morning from a mountain I announced the various beatitudes. There is still another one: “Blessed are those who can believe without seeing.” Going through Palestine I have already said: “Blessed are those who listen to the word of God and keep it”, and also: “Blessed are those who do the will of God” and I said many more, because in the house of My Father many are the joys awaiting saints. But there is also this one. Oh! Blessed are those who will believe without seeing with the eyes of their bodies! They will be so holy that, although on the Earth, they already see God, the God hidden in the Mystery of love. But after being with Me for three years, you have not yet arrived at that faith. And you believe only what you see. So, as from this morning, after the triumph, you are saying: “It is just what we said. He is triumphing. And we with Him.” And, like birds that are fledging again after their feathers have been torn off by some cruel person, you are flying off, beside yourselves with joy, sure of yourselves, free from the constraints that My words had put in your hearts. Are you more relieved also in your spirits? No, your spirits are even less relieved. Because you are even less prepared for the impending hour. You have drunk the hosannas like a strong agreeable wine. And you are inebriated with it. Is an inebriated man ever strong? The little hand of a child is sufficient to make him stagger and fall. That is what you are like. And the sight of hired ruffians will be enough to make you run away like timid gazelles, which see the sharp muzzle of a jackal appear near the rock of a mountain and, as fast as the wind, they  scatter through the solitude of the desert.

5 Oh! make sure you do not die of dreadful thirst in that burning arena, which is the world without God! My dear friends, do not say what Isaiah says referring to this false and dangerous state of your spirits. Do not say: “He speaks of nothing but conspiracies. But there is nothing to fear, nothing to be afraid of. We must not be afraid of what He prophesies to us. Israel loves Him. And we have seen that.” How often the delicate bare foot of a little boy treads on the grass of a flowery meadow, picking flowers to take them to his mother, and he thinks that he will find only stems and flowers, and instead he lays his heel on the head of a snake, and is bitten by it and dies! The flowers were concealing the snake. Also this morning… that happened also this morning! I am the Condemned man crowned with roses. Roses!… How long do roses last? What is left of them once their corollas shed their snow-white scented petals? Thorns. I – Isaiah said so – shall be for you, and with you I say that I shall be the sanctuary for the world, but also the stumbling-stone, the chief culprit, the snare and ruin for Israel and the Earth. I will sanctify those who have good will and I will overthrow and crush those who have an evil will. The angels do not speak false words or words that last a short time. They come from God, Who is Truth and is Eternal, and what they say is the truth and their words are immutable. They said: “Peace to men of good will”. Then, o Earth, Your Saviour was born. Now your Redeemer is going to His death. But to have peace from God, that is, sanctification and glory, it is necessary to have “good will”. Useless is My birth, useless My death for those who do not have that good will. My crying and My deathrattle, My first step and the last one, the wound of My circumcision and that of My consummation, will have been of no avail if in you, if in men, there is not the good will to redeem and sanctify yourselves. And I say to you: A very large number of people will stumble against Me, whilst I am placed as a supporting pillar, and not as a snare for man, and they will fall because, being inebriated with pride, lust and avarice, they will be entrapped in the net of their own sins, caught and handed over to Satan. Keep these words in your hearts and seal them for future disciples. 6 Let us go. The Stone is rising. Another step forward. Upon the mountain. It must shine on the summit because He is the Sun, the Light, the East. And the Sun shines on summits. It must be on the mountain, because the true Temple is to be seen from all over the world. And I am building it by Myself with the living Stone of My sacrificed Body. I will cement its parts with the lime made with sweat and blood. And I shall be on My throne clothed in bright purple, wearing a new crown, and those who are far away will come to Me, they will work in My Temple, around it. I am the base and the summit. But all around, the abode will expand wider and wider. And I will shape My stones and form My handicraftsman Myself, As I was worked on with a chisel by My Father, by Love, by man and by Hatred, so I will work on them.

 After the wickedness of the Earth has been removed in only one day, the seven eyes will come to the stone of the eternal Priest to see God, and the seven fountains will flow to defeat Satan's fire. Satan… Judas, let us go. And remember that time is running short and the Lamb is to be handed over by Thursday evening.»
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590. The Monday before Passover. The Cursed Fig-Tree and the Parable of the Wicked Husbandmen. 31st March 1947. 1 Jesus comes out early from the tent of a Galilean, on the tableland on the Mount of Olives, where many Galileans gather on the occasion of solemn festivities. The Field is all asleep, lit up by the moon that is setting slowly, enveloping tents; trees and slopes, and the town asleep down there at the bottom, in a white-silvery light... Jesus passes resolutely and noiselessly among the tents, and once He is out of the Field, He goes down fast along the steep slopes towards Gethsemane, He passes through it, comes out of it, He crosses the little bridge over the Kidron, a silver ribbon singing to the moon, He arrives at the Gate watched over by legionaries. This night watch at the closed Gates is probably a precautionary measure of the Proconsul. The soldiers, four in all, are speaking sitting on large stones placed as seats against the massive wall, and they are warming themselves at a little fire of dry twigs that casts a reddish light on the shining loricas and stern helmets, under which appear faces so different, in their Italic features, from those of the Hebrews. «Who is there!” asks the first one who sees Jesus' tall figure appear from behind the corner of a little house near the Gate, and he grasp a sharp-pointed spear that was leaning against the nearby wall, and he stands in the prescribed attitude, imitated by the others. And without giving Jesus time to reply he says: “No one is allowed to come in. Don't you know that this is the end of the second watch?” «I am Jesus of Nazareth. My mother is in town, I am going to Her.» «Oh the Man Who brought back from the dead the man of Bethany! By Jove! I shall see him at last!» And he approaches Him looking at Him curiously, walking around Him, as if he wished to make sure that it is not something unreal, something strange, but a man like everybody else. And he says so: «Oh! My goodness! He is as handsome as Apollo, but He is made exactly like us! And he has neither baton, nor cap, nor any sign of His power!» He is perplexed. Jesus looks at him patiently, smiling gently.The others, who are not so curious–they have probably already seen Jesus on other occasions – say: «It would have been a good thing if He had been there half way through the first watch, when the beautiful girl, who died this morning, was taken to her sepulchre. We would have seen her rise...» Jesus kindly repeats: «May I go to My Mother?» The four soldiers rouse up. The senior says: «Actually, according to insructions, we should not let anybody pass. But You would pass just the same. He who forces the doors of Hades, can easily force the gates of closed town. And You are not a man who will provoke rebellions. So the prohibition does not apply to You. Try not to be seen by the patrol in town. Open the gate, Marcus Gratus. And You, go in noiselessly. We are soldiers and we must obey...»«Be not afraid. Your kindness will not become a punishment for you.» One of the legionaries cautiously opens the wicket-door within the huge main door and says: “Be quick. The second watch ends shortly and we shall be replaced by the guards. «Peace be with you» «We are warriors...» «The peace I give lasts also in wartime, because it is the peace of the soul.» And Jesus enters the dark arch opened in the thick wall. He passes silently before the guard-room, through the door of which comes the flickering light of an oil lamp, hanging from a hook of the low ceiling, and which allows one to see the bodies of soldiers sleeping on mats laid on the floor, all wrapped in their mantles, with their weapons beside them.

2 Jesus is in town by now.. and I lose sight of Him, while I watch two of the previous soldiers go back in, after watching to see whether Jesus had gone away, before waking the sleeping soldiers for the change. «He can no longer be seen... I wonder what he meant by those words. I should have liked to know” says the younger one. «You should have asked Him. He does not despite us. He is the only Jew who does not look down on us and does not annoy us in any way” replies the other one, who is in full manhood. «I did not dare. How could I, a peasant from Benevento, speak to a man. Who is said to be God?» A god riding a donkey? Ha! Ha! If He were as drunk as Bacchus, He might do that. But He is not drunk. I don't think He even drinks honeyed wine. Don't you see how wan and lean He is? «And yet the Hebrews...» «They do drink, although they pretend they don't And inebriated with the strong wines of this land and with their strong drinks, they have seen god in a man. Believe me. The gods are idle stories. Olympus is empty and the Earth has none.» « If they heard you...» «Are you still childish to the extent of not being a candidate and not knowing that Caesar himself does not believe in the gods, neither do the pontifices, the augurs, the haruspices, the Arval brethren, the vestal virgins, or anybody else?» «Why then...?» «Why the rites? Because people like them, they are useful to the priest and Caesar avails himself of them to be obeyed, as if he were an earthly god held by the hand by the Olympian gods. But the first not to believe are those whom we venerate as ministers of the gods. I am pyrrhonian. I have traveled round the world. I have had many experiences. My hair has become grey at my temples and my way of thinking has matured. My personal code consists of three sentences. To love Rome, the only goddess and the only certainty, to the extent of sacrificing my life for her. To believe nothing, because everything around us is an illusion, with the exception of our sacred immortal Fatherland. We must doubt even ourselves, because it is not certain whether we live. Senses and reason are not sufficient to make us know for certain that we have succeeded in knowing the Truth and to live and to die are of the same value, because we do not know what it is to live and what is to die» he says, affecting the philosophic skepticism of a superior mind... The other one looks at Him doubtfully. He then says: «I, instead, believe. And I should like to know... To learn from that man who has just gone by. He certainly knows the Truth. Something strange emanates from Him. It is a light that penetrates you!» May Aesculapius save you! You are ill! You came up to town from the valley only a short time ago, and those who make that journey and are not acclimatised to these surroundings become easily feverish. Your mind is wandering. Come. Only warm wine with spices can make you sweat the poison of Jordan fever...» and he pushes him towards the guard-room. But the other one frees himself saying: «I am not ill. I don't want any warm spiced wine. I want to watch over there, beyond the walls (he points at the inner side of the walls) and wait for the man who said He is Jesus.» «If you don't mind waiting ... I am going to wake up the men for the change. Goodbye ...»

«And he goes into the guard-room noisily, awaking his companions and shouting: «Your time is up. Come on, you lazy idlers! I am tired! ...» He yawns noisily and curses, because they have let the fire go out and they have drunk all the warm wine «so necessary to dry the Palestinian dew ...» The other one, the young legionary, leaning against the wall, illuminated lightly by the moon from the west, is waiting for Jesus to retrace His steps. The stars are watching over his hope ... 3 In the meantime Jesus has arrived at Lazarus' house on the hill of Zion and knocks at the door. Levi opens it to Him . You, Master?! The ladies are sleeping. Why did You not send a servant, if You needed something?» «They would not have let him pass.» «Ah! that is true! But how did You pass?» «I am Jesus of Nazareth. And the legionaries let Me pass. But it not to be divulged, Levi.»«I will not mention it... They are better than many of us!»«Take Me where My Mother is sleeping and do not wake anybody else in the house.»«As You wish, Lord. Lazarus has ordered all the managers of his houses to obey You in everything without any discussion or delay. It was just after dawn when a servant, many servants took his order to all the houses. Obey and be quiet. We will do that. You gave our master back to us ...» The man trots ahead of Jesus along the corridors, as wide as galleries, of Lazarus' wonderful mansion on the hill of Zion, and the light he is carrying in his hands illuminates in a fantastic manner the furniture and tapestry adorning the wide corridors. The man stops at a closed door saying: «Your Mother is in there.» «You may go.» «And what about the light? Do You not want it? I can go back without it. I know the house very well. I was born here.» «Leave it. And do not take the key out of the door. I am going out at once.» «You know where to find me. I will lock it as a precaution. But I shall be ready to open the door for You as soon as You come.» Jesus remains alone. He knocks lightly, such a light knock that only one wide awake can hear it.There is a noise in the room, as of a chair being moved, and a light shuffling of feet, and a low subdued voice asks: «Who is knocking?» «It is I, Mother. Open the door.» The door is opened at once. Only the moonlight illuminates the quiet room and spreads its rays on an untouched bed. A chair is near the window wide open on the mystery of the night. «Were You not sleeping yet? It is late!» «I was praying ... Come, Son. Sit here where I was» and She points at the chair near the window. «I cannot stop.

4 I have come to get You and go to Eliza at Ophel. Annaleah is dead. Did You not know?» «No. Nobody ... When, Jesus?» «After I passed.» «After You passed! So You were the liberating Angel for her?! The Earth was such a prison for her! Happy girl! I wish I were in her place! Did she die ... of a natural death? I mean: not by a misfortune?» «She died of the joy of loving. I was told when I was already on the slope of the Temple. Come with Me, Mother. We are not afraid of profaning ourselves to comfort a mother who held in her arms her daughter who died of supernatural joy ... Our first virgin! The one who came to You at Nazareth, to see Me and ask Me to give her this joy ... Remote peaceful days.» «The other day she was singing like a blackcap in love and she kissed Me saying: “I am happy!”, and she was eager to hear everything about You. How God formed You. How He chose Me. And My first throbs of a consecrated virgin ... Now I understand ... I am ready, Son.» Mary, while speaking, has put up Her plaits that were hanging down Her shoulders, making Her look like a young girl, and She has put on Her veil and mantle. They go out making the least possible noise. Levi is already near the main door. He explains why saying: «I preferred so ... Because of my wife ... Women are curious. She would have asked me dozens of questions. Instead she does not know ...» He opens the door and is about to close it. Jesus says: «I will bring My Mother back during this watch.» «I shall be watching here. Do not be afraid.» «Peace to you.»

5 They go along the silent empty streets, from which the moonlight is slowly withdrawing, while it still shines on the tops of the tall houses on the hill of Zion. It is brighter in the suburb of Ophel where the modest houses are lower. Here is Annaleah's house, Closed, dark, silent. Some withered flowers are still lying on the two steps of the house. Perhaps they were thrown by the virgin before she died, or they fell off her coffin ... Jesus knocks at the door. He knocks again ... The noise of a window opened on the upper part of the building. A dejected voice asks: «Who is knocking?» «Mary and Jesus of Nazareth» replies Mary. «Oh! I am coming! ...» A short wait, then the noise of the sliding bars. The door is opened showing the wornout face of Eliza, who is holding on with difficulty the door-post, and when Mary going in stretches Her arms towards her, she collapses on Her breast, sobbing faintly like one who has wept so much as to have no tears or voice left. Jesus closes the door patiently waiting for His Mother to soothe so much grief. There is a room close to the door. They go into it and Jesus takes the lamp that Eliza had laid on the floor of the entrance before opening the door. The tears of the mother seem to be endless. She speaks to Mary sobbing hoarsely. A mother is speaking, the Mother ... Jesus, standing against a wall, is silent...

6 Eliza cannot resign herself to that death, that happened so ... And in her grief she blames Samuel, the perjurious fiance, for it: “That cursed man broke her heart! She never said anything, But I wonder for how long she had been suffering! And in her joy, in shouting, her heart broke. May he be cursed forever.» «No, My dear. No. Do not curse, It is not so. God loved her so much that He wanted her in His peace. But even if she had died because of Samuel – it is not so, but let us suppose so for a moment – consider what a joyful death she had, and say that the wicked deed brought about a happy death for her.» «I no longer have her! She is dead! She is dead! You do not know what it is to lose a daughter! Twice I have tasted that sorrow. Because I was already weeping over her, as she was as good as dead, when Your Son cured her. But now... But now... He did not come back! He did not have mercy... I have lost her! Lost! My child is already in her grave! Do You know what it means to see a son in the throes of death? To know that he must die? To see him dead, when one thought he had recovered and was strong? You do not know. You cannot say anything... She was as beautiful as a rose that had just opened in the early sunshine, when she was adorning herself this morning. She had wanted to adorn herself with the dress I had made for her wedding. She was also intending to crown herself as a bride. Then she preferred to undo the garland, that was ready, and pluck the flowers to throw them to Your Son, and she sang! She sang! Her voice filled the house. She was as graceful as springtime. Joy made her eyes shine like stars, and her parted lips showing her white teeth were a delicate pomegranate red, and her cheeks were as rosy and fresh as spring roses adorned with dew. And she became as white as a lily that had just opened. And she bent on my breast like a broken stem ... Not another word! Not a sigh! No longer colourful. Not a glance. As placid and beautiful as an angel of God, but lifeless. 7 As You are rejoicing in the triumph of Your Son, and He is healthy and strong, You do not know what my grief is like Why did He not come back? In what had she displeased Him, and I with her, that He did not hear my prayer?» «Eliza! Eliza! Do not say... Grief is making you blind and deaf. Eliza, you are not aware of My suffering. And you do not know what a deep sea My suffering will become. You saw she was placid and beautiful when she relaxed in peace. In your arms. I... I have been contemplating My Child for over thirty years and, beyond the smooth clean body that I contemplate and caress, I see the wounds of the Man of sorrows that My Son will be. You who say that I do not know what it is to see a son go to his death twice, and to die once and remain thus in peace, do you know what it means to a mother to see such a vision for so many years? My Son! Here He is. He is already dressed in red, as if He were coming out of a bath of blood. And soon, before long, the face of your daughter will not yet have become dark in her grave, and I shall see Him dressed it: the purple of His innocent Blood. Of the Blood that I gave Him. And while you received your daughter on your heart, do you know what My sorrow will be like, seeing My Son die like a criminal on a cross of wood? Look at Him, the Saviour of everybody! In their spirits and in their flesh. Because the flesh of those saved by Him will be incorrupt and blessed in His Kingdom. And look at Me! Look at this Mother Who continually accompanies and takes Her Son to the Sacrifice! Oh! I would not hold Him back one step! I can understand you, poor mother. But try and understand My heart! Do not hate My Son. Annaleah would not have been able to put up with the agony of her Lord. And her Lord made her blessed in an hour of jubilation.»

8 Eliza has stopped weeping upon hearing this revelation. She stares at Mary, Whose pale face of a martyr is wet with silent tears, she looks at Jesus, Who is looking at her pitifully... and she kneels at Jesus' feet moaning: «But she is dead! She is dead, Lord! Like a lily, a broken lily. The poets say that You take delight in lilies! Oh! really, You, born of the lily-Mary, often come down among flowery flower-beds, and You turn purple roses into snow-white lilies, and You pick them removing them from the world. Why? Why, Lord? Is it not fair that a mother should enjoy the rose born of her? Why extinguish its purple in the cold whiteness of death of a lily?» «Lilies! They will be the symbol of those women who love Me as My Mother loved God. The snow-white flower-bed of the Divine King.»«But we mothers shall weep. We mothers have a right to our children. Why deprive them of life?» «I do not mean that, woman. The daughters will remain, but consecrated to the King, like the virgins in the palaces of Solomon. Remember the Song... And they will be spouses, the beloved, on the Earth and in Heaven.» «But my daughter is dead! She is dead!» And she resumes weeping in a heart-rending manner. «I am the Resurrection and Life. Who believes in Me, even if he dies, will live, and I solemnly tell you that he will never die. Your daughter is living. She will live forever because she believed in Life. My Death will be complete Life for her. She was aware of the Joy of living in Me before being aware of the grief of seeing Me torn away from life. Your sorrow makes you blind and deaf, as My mother rightly says. You will soon be repeating the word I sent you this morning: “Her death was really a grace of God.” Believe Me, woman. Horror is hanging over this place. And the day will come when mothers who have been struck like you, will say: “Praised be God Who spared our children these days.” And the mothers who have not been struck will cry to Heaven: “Why, o God, did You not kill your children before this hour?” Believe Me, woman. Believe My words. Do not raise between Annaleah and yourself the real barrier that separates people, that of the difference of faith. See? I could have refrained from coming. You know how much I am hated. Do not let the triumph of one hour deceive you!... Every corner may conceal a trap for Me. And I have come alone, at night, to console you and speak these words to you. I pity the sorrow of a mother. But I have come to say these words to you for the peace of your soul. Peace be with you! Peace!»«Give me it, Lord! I cannot! In my grief I cannot set my mind at rest. But You, Who give life back to the dead and health to the dying, give peace to the heart of a mother torn by grief.»«Let it be so, woman. Peace to you.» He imposes His hands on her, blessing her and praying silently over her. Mary has also knelt down beside Eliza, embracing her with Her arm.

9 «Goodbye, Eliza, I am going ...»«Shall we not meet again, Lord? I shall not leave my house for many days, and You will be going away after the Passover festivities. You ... are still part of my daughter somehow... because Annaleah... because Annaleah lived in You and for You.» She weeps. More calmly, but how much she weeps! Jesus looks at her ... He caresses her grey-haired head and He says to her:«You will see Me again.»«When?»

«In eight nights' time as from tonight.»«And will You comfort me again? Will You bless me to give strength?» «My Heart will bless you with all the fullness of My love for those who love Me. Come, Mother.» «Son, if You will allow Me, I should like to remain a little long with this mother. Sorrow is a billow that comes back again, after He Who gives peace has gone away ... I will come back at the first hour. I am not afraid to come by Myself. You know that. And You know that I would pass through a whole enemy army to console a brother of Mine in God.» «As You wish. I am going. God be with you.» He goes out noiselessly, closing the door of the room and that the house.

10 He goes back to the walls, to the Gate of Ephraim, or the Stercoral or Dung Gate, because I have heard several times these two Gates, which are close to each other, mentioned with these three names, perhaps because one opens on the Jericho road, which is at the bottom, a road that takes one to Ephraim, and the other is close to the Hinnom valley, where the rubbish of the town is burnt, and they are so alike that I confuse them. It is just beginning to dawn on the eastern side of the sky, which however, is still crowded with stars. The streets are enveloped in a dim light that is more tedious than the darkness of the night, that was moderated by the white light of the moon. But the Roman soldier has good sight, and as soon as he sees Jesus advancing towards the Gate, he goes to meet Him. «Hail. I have been waiting for You ...» He stops hesitating. «Speak up without any fear. What do you want of Me?» «To know. You said: “The peace that I give lasts also in wartime because it is the peace of the soul.” I should like to know what peace it is, and what is the soul. How can a man, who is at war, be at peace. The temple of Peace is closed when Janus' is opened. The two things cannot be together in the world.» He is speaking leaning against the low greenish wall of a kitchen garden, in a lane as narrow as a path running through fields, among poor houses, a damp, gloomy. dark lane. Apart from a glimmer showing the burnished helmet, nothing else can be noticed of the two who are speaking. The shadow envelopes their faces and bodies in complete darkness. Jesus' voice sounds mild and bright because of His joy in throwing a seed of light into the heathen. «It is true, peace and war cannot be together in the world. One excludes the other. But in a warrior there can be peace even if he is ordered to fight in a war. My peace can be in him. Because My peace comes from Heaven and it is not upset by the rumble of war or the ferocity of massacres. A divine thing, it invades the divine thing that man has within himself, and is named soul.» «Divine? In me? Caesar is divine. I am the son of peasants. Now I am a private soldier. If I am valiant, I may become a centurion. But not divine.» «There is a divine part in you. It is the soul. It comes from God. from the true God. So it is divine, a living gem in man, and it nourishes itself and lives with divine things: faith, peace, truth. War does not upset it. Persecutions do not injure it. Death does not kill it. Evil only, doing what is ugly, wounds or kills it, and also deprives it of the peace that I grant. Because evil separates man from God.» «And what is evil?» «To be in heathenism and worship idols when the goodness of the true God has made one know that there is the true God. Not to love one's father, mother, brothers and one's neighbour. To steal, to kill, to be rebellious, to be lustful, to be false. That is evil.» «Ah! then I cannot have Your peace! I am a soldier and I am ordered to kill. So there is no salvation for us?!» «Be as just in wartime as you are in peace-time. Do your duty without cruelty and without avidity. While fighting and conquering, consider that your enemy is like you, and that every town has mothers and girls like your mother and your sisters, and be brave without being a brute. You will not move away from justice and peace, and My peace will remain in you.» «And then?» «And then? What do you mean?» «After my death? What will happen to the good I have done and to the soul, that You say does not die if one does not do evil things?»«It lives. It lives adorned with the good it has done, in a joyful peace, greater than the one any man enjoys on the Earth.» «So in Palestine only one person had done good! I see.» «Who?» «Lazarus of Bethany. His soul did not die!» «Truly, he is a just man. But many are like him, and they die without being raised from the dead, but their souls live in the true God. Because the soul has another abode, in the Kingdom of God. And those who believe in Me will enter into that Kingdom.» «Even I, a Roman?»

«You as well, if you believe in the Truth.» «What is the Truth?» «I am the Truth and the Way to go to the Truth, and I am the Life and I give the Life, because those who accept the Truth accept the Life.» The young soldier is pensive..., silent... Then he raises his face. The still pure face of a young man, and he smiles, a limpid, serene smile. He says: «I will try to remember all this and to learn even more. I like it...» «What is your name?» «Vital. From Benevento. From the countryside of that town.» «I will remember your name. Make your spirit really vital by nourishing it with the Truth. Goodbye. The Gate is being open I am leaving the town.» «Hail!» 11 Jesus goes quickly to the Gate and hastens along the road leading to the Kidron and to Gethsemane and thence to the Field of Galileans. Among the olive-trees of the mountain He meets with Judas Kerioth, who is also going up fast towards the Field, which is awaking. Judas makes a gesture as if he were frightened finding himself in front of Jesus. Jesus looks at him fixedly, without speaking. «I went to take food to the lepers. But... I found two at Hinnom, five at Siloam. The others, cured. They are still there, but they are cured so well that they asked me to inform the priest. I had gone down at daybreak, to be free later. It will cause a stir. Such a large number of lepers cured at the same time after You blessed them in the presence of so many people!» Jesus does not speak. He lets him speak ... He does not say: «You did the right thing», or anything else concerning Judas' action an the miracle, but stopping suddenly and staring at the apostle He asks him: «Well? The fact that I left you freedom and money, what change has it made?» «What do You mean?» «This: I am asking you whether you have sanctified yourself since I gave you back freedom and money. And you understand Me ... Ah! Judas! Bear it in mind! Always bear it in mind: you are the one whom I loved more than anybody else, receiving from you less love than all the others have given Me. Nay, I received hatred greater, because it is the hatred of one whom I treated as a friend, than the fiercest hatred of the fiercest Pharisee. And remember also this: that not even now I hate you, but as far as the Son of man is concerned. I forgive you. Go, now. Nothing more is to be said between you and Me. Everything has already been done... » Judas would like to say something, but Jesus with an authoritative gesture beckons to him to go on... And Judas, his head lowered like a defeated man, goes on... 12 At the boundary of the Field of the Galileans, the apostles and Lazarus' two servants are ready. «Where have You been, Master? And you, Judas? Were you together?» Jesus prevents Judas' reply saying: «I had something to say to some hearts. Judas went to the lepers ... But they are all cured, except seven.» «Oh! why did you go? I wanted to come, too!» says the Zealot. «To be free now to come with us. Let us go. We shall enter into town by the Sheep Gate. Let us make haste» says Jesus again. He is the first to set out, passing through the olive-groves that take one from the Field, situated almost half-way between Bethany and Jerusalem, to the other little bridge that spans the Kidron near the Sheep Gate. Some houses of peasants are scattered along the slopes, and almost at the bottom, near the water of the torrent, a ruffled figtree dangles over the stream. Jesus turns His steps towards it and He searches among the large thick leaves to see whether there are any ripe figs. But the fig-tree is nothing but leaves, many useless leaves, but there is not one fruit on its branches. You are like many hearts in Israel. You are neither kind nor pitiful to the Son of man. May you never bear fruit again and may no one ever eat of your fruit in future» says Jesus. The apostles look at one another. They are surprised at Jesus' anger at the barren tree, which is probably a wild one. But they do not say anything. Only later, after crossing the Kidron, Peter asks Him: «Where did You eat?» «Nowhere.» «Oh! Then You are hungry! There is a shepherd over there pasturing some goats. I will go and ask for some milk for You. I will not be long» and he strides away and comes back cautiously with an old bowl full of milk. Jesus drinks it and with a caress He hands the bowl back to the young shepherd who had come with Peter ...

13 They enter into the town and go up to the Temple and, after worshipping the Lord, Jesus goes back to the court where the rabbis teach. People crowd round Him, and a mother, who has come from Cintium, shows Him her little boy whom a disease, I think, has made blind His eyes are white, as if he had a large cataract over his pupil or a leucoma. Jesus cures him touching his eyes lightly with His fingers. And He immediately begins to speak: «A man bought a piece of ground and planted a vineyard in it, he built a house for the husbandmen, a tower for the caretakers, wine-cellars and places where to press the grapes, and he leased it to tenants whom he trusted. Then he went abroad. When the time came that the vineyard could bear fruit, as the vines had grown to the extent of being fruit-bearing, the owner of the vineyard sent his servants to the tenants to collect the profit of the harvest. But the tenants surrounded the servants and they beat some, they stoned some with heavy stones wounding them seriously, and they killed some of them. Those who had survived and had gone back to the landowner, told him what had happened to them. The owner cured and comforted them and sent more servants, this time a larger number. And the tenants dealt with them as they had done with the previous ones. Then the owner of the vineyard said: “I will send my son to them. They will certainly respect my heir.” But the tenants, when they saw him come and they realised that he was the heir, said to one another: “Come. Let us gather together in a large number. Let us take him out, to a remote place, and kill him. His inheritance will be left to us.” And, receiving him with hypocritical honours, they gathered round him as if they wished to give a hearty welcome, then, after kissing him, they tied him, they gave him a good thrashing, and with endless mocking words they took him to the place of torture and killed him. Now tell Me. That father and owner, who one day will realise that his son and heir to his property is not coming back, and he finds out that his servant-tenants, to whom he had given his land to cultivate in his name enjoying a fair share of it and giving what was fair to their master are the murderers of his son, what will he do?» and Jesus' saphire eyes, as bright as if they were lit by the sun, flash on the people present, and particularly on the groups of the more influential Judaeans, Pharisees and scribes, scattered among the crowd. No one speaks. «So, speak up! At least you, rabbis of Israel. Speak the word of justice to convince the people to be just. I might speak a word that is not good, according to your minds. So I ask you to speak, so that the people may not be led into error.» The scribes are compelled to reply and they say: «He will punish the wicked men with a cruel death and will give the vineyard to other tenants, so that they may cultivate it in an honest manner, giving him the fruit of land entrusted to them.» «What you said is correct. In the Scriptures it is written: “The stone rejected by the builders has become the keystone. This is the work of the Lord and it is wonderful to see.” Therefore, as it is written thus, and you know, and you rightly judge that those tenants who killed the son and heir of the owner of the vineyard should be punished in a cruel manner and the vineyard should be given to other tenants to be cultivated in an honest way, well, that is why I say to you: “The Kingdom of God will be taken away from you and will be given to people to make it yield fruit. And he who falls against this stone will break in pieces, and he upon whom the stone falls, will be crushed.”» 14 The chief priests, the Pharisees and scribes, with a really... heroic attitude, do not react. So powerful is the eagerness to reach one's aim! On past occasions they at least opposed Him, whereas today, when the Lord Jesus openly tells them that their power will be taken away from them, they do not abuse Him, they do not react violently against Him, they do not threaten Him, behaving like false patient lambs, that under the hypocritical appearance of meekness conceal the unchangeable hearts of wolves. They just approach Him, as He has resumed walking backwards and forwards, listening to this one and that one of the many pilgrims who have gathered in the wide court, many of whom ask Him for advice for cases concerning their souls or family or social situations, and they wait to be able to say something to Him after hearing Him give His opinion to a man on a complicated matter of inheritance, which has brought about discord and ill-feeling among several heirs, because of a son their father had to a maidservant of the household and whom he adopted. The legitimate sons do not want the illegitimate one to stay with them, neither do they wish to have him joint heir in the sharing of houses and fields, as they do not want to have anything further to do with him. But they do not know how to settle the matter, because their father before dying made them swear that, as he had always divided the bread among the illegitimate son and the legitimate ones in equal parts, so they had to share out the inheritance in equal measure with him. Jesus says to the man who is consulting Him on behalf of his three brothers: «Each of you should give up a piece of ground and sell it, in order to put together the money equivalent to one fifth of the total patrimony, and give it to the illegitimate son saying: “Here is your share. You are not being cheated out of what belongs to you, neither have we wronged our father's will. Go and God be with you.” And give plentifully, even more than the exact value of his share. Do so in the presence of just witnesses, and no one on the Earth or beyond the Earth will be able to utter a word of reproach or give rise to a scandal. And there will be peace among you and in you, as you will not feel remorse for disobeying your father, and you will not have with you him who, although really innocent, upsets you more than if he were a highwayman placed among you.» The man says: «The illegitimate son really upset the peace of our family, he ruined the health of my mother who died of grief, and usurped a place that did not belong to him.» Man, he is not guilty, but he who procreated him is to be blamed. He did not ask to be born and bear the mark of illegitimacy. It was the covetousness of your father who begot him to hand him over sorrow and to grieve you. Be therefore just towards the innocent man who is already painfully expiating a sin that is not his. Do not let the
spirit of your father be anathema to you. God has judged him. Your curses are not required. Always honour your father, even if he is guilty, not for himself, but because he represented your God on the Earth, as he created you by God's decree and because he is the lord of your house. Parents come immediately after God. Remember the Decalogue. And do not sin. Go in peace.» 15 The priests and scribes approach Him then to question Him: «We heard You. What You said is right. Not even Solomon could have given a wiser piece of advice. But since You work wonders You give advice such as only the wise king could give, tell us what authority have You to do such things? Whence does such power come to You?» Jesus stares at them. He is neither aggressive nor contemptuous but He is very imposing. He says: «I also have a question to ask you, and if you reply to Me, I will tell you by which authority I, a poor man without authority of offices – because that is what you mean – do these things. Tell Me: where did John's baptism come from? From Heaven or from the man who administered it? Reply to me By which authority did John administer it as a purifying rite prepare you for the coming of the Messiah, if John was even poorer and less learned than I am, and he had no office whatsoever as he lived in the desert since his childhood?» The scribes and priests consult with one another. The people press round them, with wide-open eyes and pricked up ears, ready to protest if the scribes disqualify the Baptist and offend the Master, and to acclaim if they are defeated by the question of the divinely wise Rabbi of Nazareth. The dead silence of this crowd awaiting the reply is striking. It is so profound that the breathing and whispering of the priests and scribes can be heard, as they speak to one another almost without uttering words, and in the meantime they glances at the people, whose feelings they realise are ready to explode. At last they make up their minds and they reply. They turn towards the Christ Who, leaning against a column, His arms folded across His chest, scans their faces without ever losing sight of them, and they say: «Master, we do not know by which authority John did that or where his baptism came from. No one ever thought of asking the Baptist while he was alive, and he never mentioned it of his own accord.» «And neither will I tell you by which authority I do such things. And He turns His back to them calling the Twelve, and pushing His way through the cheering crowd, He leaves the Temple. 16 When they are already out, beyond the Probatica, as they came out on that side, Bartholomew says to Him: «Your enemies have become very prudent. Perhaps they are converting to the Lord Who sent You and will recognise You as the holy Messiah.» «That is true. They did not discuss Your question or Your reply...» says Matthew. «Let it be so. It is beautiful that Jerusalem should turn to the Lord her God» says Bartholomew again.

«Do not delude yourselves! That part of Jerusalem will never converted. They did not reply in a different manner because they were afraid of the crowd. I read their thoughts even if I could not hear their subdued words.» «And what were they saying?» asks Peter. «They were saying this. I want you to be acquainted with what they said, that you may know them thoroughly and you may give future disciples and exact description of the hearts of men in My days. They did not reply because they are turning to the Lord. But because they said to one another: “If we reply: 'The baptism of John came from Heaven', the Rabbi will say to us: 'Then why did you not believe what came from Heaven and was meant as a preparation for the Messianic time?'; and if we say: 'From man', then the crowds will turn against us saying: 'Then why do you not believe what our prophet John said of Jesus of Nazareth?' So it is better to say: 'We do not know.'” That is what they were saying. Not because they were being converted to God, but out of mean calculation and because they did not want to have to admit with their own lips that I am the Christ and I do what I do because I am the Lamb of God of Whom the Precursor spoke. And neither did I wish to say by what authority I do the things I do. I have already said it many times within those walls and all over Palestine and My miracles speak even more than My words. Now I will no longer say it with My words. I will let the prophets and My Father and the signs of Heaven speak. Because the time has come when all the signs will be given. Those mentioned by the prophets and indicated by the symbols of our history, and those which I announced: the sign of Jonah; do you remember that day at Kedesh? It is the sign that Gamaliel is awaiting. You, Stephen, and you, Hermas, and you, Barnabas, who have left your companions to follow Me today, have certainly heard the rabbi speak of that sign several times. Well, the sign will soon be given.» He goes away up through the olive-groves on the mountain, followed by His apostles and by many of His seventy-two disciples, beside others who, like Joseph Barnabas, follow Him to hear Him speak again. -----------

17 Jesus says: “You will put here the second part of the Monday, that is, the speeches delivered to My apostles during the night (vision of 6th March 1945.»
 
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Holy Thursday is now barely a fortnight away, and Good Friday merely 15 days away. Let us enter more deeply to contemplating the Passion.

591. Monday Night before Passover. Teachings to the Apostles at Gethsemane. 6th March 1945.

1 In the evening, Jesus is still in the olive-grove. And He is with His apostles. And He speaks again. «And another day has gone by. Now it is night-time and then tomorrow, and then the day after tomorrow, and then the Passover supper.» «Where are we having it, my Lord? The women also will be there this year» asks Philip. «And we have not made any arrangement yet, and the town is full beyond measure. The whole of Israel, including even the remotest proselyte, seems to have come to the rite» says Bartholomew. Jesus looks at him and, as if He were reciting a psalm, He says: «Gather together, make haste, come from everywhere to my victim whom I am immolating for you, to the great Victim immolated on the mountains of Israel, to eat its Flesh, to drink its Blood.» «But which victim? Which? You look like one suffering from a fixed mad idea. You speak of nothing but death... and You grieve us» says Bartholomew passionately. Jesus looks at him again, diverting His attention from Simon, who bends over James of Alphaeus and Peter chatting with them, and He says: «What? Are you asking Me? You are not one of these little ones, who to be learned must receive the septiform light. You were already expert in the Scriptures before I called you by means of Philip, that mild spring morning. My springtime. And yet, you ask Me which is the victim immolated on the mountains, the one to which everybody will come to feed on? And you say that I am mad with a fixed idea because I speak of death? Oh! Bart! Like the cry of the watchmen, in your darkness that never opened to light, I uttered the announcing cry once, twice, three times. But you never wanted to understand. You suffered at the moment because of it, then... like children you soon forgot the words of death and you joyfully went back to your work, sure of yourselves and full of hope that your words and Mine would convince the world more and more to follow and love its Redeemer. No.

2 Only after the Earth has sinned against Me – and bear in mind that these are words of the Lord to His prophet – only afterwards, the people, and not only this one in particular, but the great people of Adam, will begin to moan saying: “Let us go to the Lord. He Who hurt us, will cure us.” And the world of the Redeemed will say: “After two days, that is, two periods of eternity, during which he will have left us at the mercy of the Enemy, who will have struck and killed us with all kinds of weapons, as we struck the Holy One and killed Him – and we strike and kill Him, because there will always be the race of Cains who with blasphemy and evil deeds will kill the Son of God, the Redeemer, shooting mortal arrows not at His eternal glorified Person, but at their souls ransomed by Him, killing them, and therefore killing Him through their souls – only after these two periods the third day will come, and we shall rise from the dead in His presence in the Kingdom of Christ on the Earth and we shall live before Him in the triumph of the spirit. We shall know Him, we shall learn to know the Lord to be ready, by means of this true knowledge of God, to fight the last battle that Lucifer will join with man before the blast of the angel of the seventh trumpet, that will open the blissful chorus of the saints of God, with the number perfected forever – it will never be possible to add either the youngest baby or the oldest man to the number – the chorus that will sing: 'The poor kingdom of the Earth is over. The world with all its inhabitants has been passed in review before the conquering Judge. And the elect are now in the hands of our Lord and of His Christ, and He is our King forever. Praised be the Almighty Lord God Who is, Who was and Who will be, because He has taken His great power and has entered into possession of His Kingdom'”. Oh! who among you will be able to remember the words of this prophecy, already resounding in the words of Daniel, in a muted tone, and now roared by the voice of the Wise One before the astounded world and before you, who are more astounded than the world?! “The coming of the King – the world will continue, moaning in its wounds and enclosed in its sepulchre, evil in life and wicked in death, closed by its sevenfold vice and by its infinite heresies, the agonising spirit of the world closed with its last efforts within the organism, having died of leprosy because of all its errors – the coming of the King is prepared like that of dawn and will come to us like the rain in springtime and in autumn.” Dawn is preceded and prepared by night. This is the night. The present one.

3 And what must I do for you, Ephraim? What must I do for you, Judah?... Simon, Bart, Judas, and you, My cousins, you who are more experienced in the Book, do you recognise these words? They do not come from a mad spirit, but from one who possesses Wisdom and Science. Like a king who calmly opens his coffers, because he knows where a certain gem is, which he is looking for, as he put it in there himself, I quote the prophets. I am the Word. For ages I spoke through human lips. And for ages I will speak through human lips. But all the supernatural that has been spoken is My word. Even the most learned and holy man would not be able to rise, with the soul of an eagle, beyond the limits of the blind world, to snatch and utter the eternal mysteries. The future is “present” only in the Divine Mind. Foolish are those who claim to make prophecies and revelations, without being supported by Our Will. And God soon gives them the lie and strikes them, because only One can say: “I am”, and say: “I see”, and say: “I know”. But when a Will that is not to be measured, that is not to be judged, that is to be accepted with bowed head, without discussion, saying: “Here I am”, when such Will says: “Come, rise, hear, see, repeat”, then the soul, immersed in the eternal present of its God, called by the Lord to be “voice”, sees and trembles, sees and weeps, sees and rejoices; then the soul, called by the Lord to be “word”, hears and, thrown into ecstasy or into the perspiration of agony, says the tremendous words of the Eternal God. Because every word of God is tremendous, as it comes from Him Whose verdict is immutable and Whose Justice is inexorable and is addressed to men, too few of whom deserve love and blessings instead of anathema and conviction. Now this word, that is spoken and despised, is it not the cause of dreadful sin and punishment for those who reject it, after hearing it? It is. 4 And what else must I do for you, o Ephraim, o Judah, o world, that I have not done for you? I came loving you, o My Earth, and My word became a sword for you and it kills you because you loathed it. Oh! World, who kill your Saviour thinking that you are doing a just thing, you are so possessed by Satan that you do not understand any more which is the sacrifice that God exacts, the sacrifice of one's sin and not of an animal immolated and consumed with a foul soul! But what have I told you these last three years? What did I preach? I said: “Know God in His laws and in His nature”. And I dried out, like a vase of porous clay exposed to the sun, spreading the vital knowledge of the Law and of God among you. And you have continued to offer holocausts, without ever offering the only necessary one: the immolation of your evil will to the true God! Now the eternal God says to you, city of sin, faithless people – and in the hour of the Judgement you will be lashed with a whip that will not be used for Rome and Athens, dull-witted towns that know neither language nor science, but which, when from eternal infants badly looked after by their nurses and being beastlike in their capabilities, will pass into the holy arms of My Church, My only sublime Spouse, by whom numberless children will be borne to Me worthy of the Christ, they will become adult and capable, and will give Me palaces and armies, temples and saints to people Heaven as if they were stars – now the eternal God says to you: “I no longer like you and I will not accept any gift from your hands. It is like dung to Me and I will throw it back on your faces and it will stick to them. I loathe your solemnities which are nothing but outward appearances. I will abolish My covenant with the stock of Aaron and I will give it to the sons of Levi because, here, this is My Levi, and with him I made a covenant of life and peace to last forever, and He was faithful to Me to the end of time, to the point of sacrifice. He had the holy fear of the Father and He trembled with wrath, feeling offended at the mere sound of My offended Name. He spoke the law of truth, and there was no iniquity on His lips, He walked with Me in peace and equity and He deterred many from sin. The time has come when the pure immaculate Host, pleasing to the Lord, will be sacrificed and offered to My Name everywhere, and no longer on the sole altar of Zion, because you do not deserve to offer it.”

5 Do you recognise the eternal words?»


«We recognise them, o Lord. And, believe us, we are depressed as if we had been struck. Is it not possible to deviate from our destiny?» «Do you call it destiny, Bart?» «I do not know what other name...» «Atonement. That is the name. You do not offend the Lord, without making amends for the offence. And God the Creator was offended by the First man created. Since then the offence has increased more and more. And neither the water of the Deluge, nor the fire that rained on Sodom and Gomorrah helped to make man holy. Neither the water nor the fire. The Earth is a boundless Sodom in which Lucifer walks freely and as a king. So let a trinity come to wash it: the fire of love, the water of sorrow, the blood of the Victim. That is, o Earth, My gift. I have come to give you it. And should I now evade its accomplishment? It is Passover. It is not possible to evade it.»«Why do You not go to Lazarus'? You would not be fleeing. But You would not be touched there.» «Simon is right. I beg You, Lord, do that!» shouts Judas Iscariot, throwing himself at Jesus' feet. At his gesture John begins to shed bitter tears and also His cousins and James and Andrew weep, although they are more composed in their grief.

«Do you believe that I am the “Lord”? Look at Me!» and Jesus pierces with His eyes the Iscariot's anguished face. Because he is really distressed, he is not feigning. Perhaps it is the last struggle of his soul with Satan, and he does not succeed in winning. Jesus studies him and follows his struggle as a man of science might study the crisis of a sick person. Then He springs to His feet and so vehemently that Judas, who was leaning on His knees, is pushed back and falls sitting on the ground. Jesus even draws back, looking upset, and He says: «To have Lazarus arrested as well? So, a double prey and double joy. No. Lazarus is kept for the future Christ, for the triumphant Christ. Only one will be cast beyond life and will not come back. I will come back. But he will not. But Lazarus is staying. You, who know so many things, know also that. But those who hope to have double profit capturing the eagle and the eaglet, in their nest and without difficulty, can be sure that the eagle has eyes for everybody, and that out of love for her little one she will go far from the nest, to be captured alone, thus saving it. I am killed by hatred and yet I continue to love.

6 Go. I am staying here to pray. Never, as in this hour that I am living, have I felt the need to raise My soul to Heaven.» «Let me stay with You, Lord» implores John. «No. You all need a rest. Go.» «Are You remaining all alone? And if they should harm You? You seem to be suffering, too... I am staying» says Peter. «You will go with the others. Allow Me to forget men for one hour! Let Me be in touch with the angels of My Father! They will replace My Mother, Who is wasting away with tears and prayer and Whom I cannot overburden with My desolate grief. Go.» «Are You not going to wish us peace?» asks His cousin Judas. «You are right. May the peace of the Lord rest upon those who are not disgraceful in His eyes. Goodbye» and climbing a terrace He enters among the densely growing olivetrees. «And yet... what He says is really in the Scripture! And when one hears it from Him, one understands why and for whom it is said» whispers Bartholomew. «I told Peter in the autumn of the first year...» says Simon. «That is true... But... No! While I live, I will not let Him be captured. Tomorrow...» says Peter. «What are you going to do tomorrow?» asks the Iscariot. «What am I going to do? I am speaking to myself. These are days of conspiracies. Not even to the air will I confide my thoughts. And you, who are powerful, you have said so many times, why do you not seek protection for Jesus?» «I will, Peter. I will. But do not be surprised if now and again I am absent. I am working for Him. But don't tell Him.» «Be sure of that. And may you be blessed. At times I have distrusted you, but I apologise to you. I see that at the right moment you are better than we are. You act... I can only speak empty words» says Peter humbly and sincerely. And Judas laughs, being pleased with the praise. They depart from Gethsemane going towards the road that leads to Jerusalem.

Next Chapter: 592. The Tuesday Morning before Passover. The Questions of the Tribute to Caesar and of the Resurrection of the Dead. 1st April 1947.
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592. The Tuesday Morning before Passover. The Questions of the Tribute to Caesar and of the Resurrection of the Dead. 1st April 1947.

1 They are about to go back into town, always along the same remote path taken the previous morning, as if Jesus did not want to be surrounded by people waiting for Him, before arriving at the Temple, which is soon reached entering the town by the Sheep Gate, which is near the Probatica. But today many of the seventy-two disciples are already waiting for Him beyond the Kidron, before the bridge, and as soon as they see Him appear among the grey-green olive-trees, in His purple garment, they go to meet Him. They gather together and proceed towards the town. Peter, who is looking ahead, down the slope, always suspecting to see some evilminded person appear, among the fresh vegetation of the last slopes sees a mass of withered hanging leaves dangling over the water of the Kidron. The wrinkled dying leaves, already rust-stained here and there, are like those of a plant parched by fire. The breeze blows one off now and again and buries it in the water of the torrent. «That is the fig-tree of yesterday! The fig-tree that You cursed!» shouts Peter, one hand stretched forward pointing at the withered tree, his head turned back to speak to the Master. They all rush there, except Jesus, Who comes forward at His usual pace. The apostles inform the disciples of the precedent of what they are looking at, and they all make comments looking at Jesus utterly amazed. They have seen thousands of miracles on men and elements, but this one strikes them more than many others.

2 Jesus, Who has arrived, smiles watching those amazed timid faces, and He says: «What? Are you so surprised that My word withered a fig-tree? Have you not seen Me raise people from the dead, cure lepers, give sight to blind people, multiply loaves, calm storms, put out fires? And you are surprised that a fig-tree withers?»«It is not because of the fig-tree. The fact is that yesterday when You cursed it, it was thriving, and now it is withered. Look! As crumbly as dry clay. There is no more sap in its branches. Look. They crumble into dust» and Bartholomew pulverises with his fingers some branches that he has broken off without any effort. «They have no more sap. You are right. And it is death when there is no more sap, both in a plant and in a nation as well as in a religion, but there is only hard bark and useless foliage: ferocity and hypocritical outward appearance. The white internal sap, full of lymph, corresponds to holiness, to spirituality. The hard bark and useless foliage correspond to mankind devoid of just spiritual life. Woe to those religions that become human because their priests and believers no longer have a vital spirit. Woe to those nations whose leaders are nothing but fierceness and resounding clamour devoid of fruit-bearing ideas! Woe to men who lack the life of the spirit!» «But, if You said that to the great ones in Israel, although what You say is right, You would not be wise. Do not entertain illusions because they have allowed You to speak so far. You said Yourself that it is not because they are being converted, but that it is done out of calculation. So You had better estimate the value and consequences of Your words as well. Because there is also the wisdom of the world, beside the wisdom of the spirit. And it is necessary to know how to make use of it to our advantage. Because, after all, for the time being we are still in the world, and not in the Kingdom of God» says the Iscariot, without acrimony but in a doctorial tone. [color]«He is truly wise who can see things without them being altered by his sensuality and by selfish considerations. I will always speak the truth of what I see.» [/color]

3 «In conclusion did this fig-tree die because You cursed it, or it happened… by chance… or is it a sign… I don't know?» asks Philip. «It is everything you said. But what I did, you can do as well, if you succeed in having perfect faith. Have it in the Most High Lord. And when you have it, I solemnly tell you that you will be able to do that and even more. I solemnly tell you that, if one is successful in having perfect trust in the power of prayer and in the goodness of the Lord, one will be able to say to this mountain: “Move away from here and throw yourself into the sea” and if saying so one will not hesitate in one's heart, but will believe that what one orders can take place, what one has said will take place.» «And we shall look like magicians and we shall be stoned, as is prescribed for those who practise magic. It would be a really foolish miracle, and to our detriment!» says the Iscariot, shaking his head. «You are foolish, as you do not understand the parable!» retorts the other Judas. Jesus does not speak to Judas. He speaks to everybody: «And I say to you, and it is an old lesson that I am repeating in this hour: whatever you ask for in your prayer, have faith to obtain it and you will. But if before praying you have a resentment against anybody, first forgive and make peace to have as a friend your Father Who is in Heaven, and Who forgives and assists you so much, from morning till evening and from sunset to dawn.»

4 They go into the Temple. The soldiers of the Antonia watch them pass by. They go to worship the Lord, then they go back to the court where the rabbis teach. Before people gather and crowd round Jesus, some saphorim, doctors of Israel and Herodians approach Him, and with false homage, after greeting Him, they say: «Master, we know that You are wise and truthful, and You teach the ways of God without taking into consideration any person or thing, except truth and justice, and You do not mind what people think of You, and You only take care to lead men to Goodness. So tell us: is it lawful to pay the tribute to Caesar, or is it not lawful to do so? What do You think?» Jesus casts one of His glances of piercing and solemn shrewdness at them, and replies: «Why are you tempting Me hypocritically? And yet some of you know that I am not deceived by hypocritical honours! But show Me a coin, one of those used for the tribute.» They show Him a coin. He looks at the obverse and reverse of it and, holding it in the palm of His left hand, He strikes it with the forefinger of His right hand saying: «Whose image is this, and what does this inscription say?» «The image is Caesar's, and the inscription bears his name. The name of Caius Tiberius Caesar, who is now the emperor of Rome.» «Then give back to Caesar what belongs to Caesar and give to God what belongs to God» and He turns His back on them after returning the coin to him who had given Him it.

5 He listens to this one and that one of the many pilgrims who ask Him questions, He comforts, absolves and cures them. Hours go by. He comes out of the Temple to go perhaps out of town, to get the food that Lazarus' servants, entrusted with this task, bring Him. He goes back to the Temple in the afternoon. He is indefatigable. Grace and wisdom flow from His hands laid on sick people, and from His lips as He gives personal advice to the many people who approach Him. He seems to be anxious to comfort and cure everybody, before it is no longer possible for Him to do so. 6 It is almost sunset and the tired apostles are sitting on the floor under the porch, astonished at the continuous movement of crowds in the courts when Passover is close at hand. Then some rich people approach the untiring Master, they are certainly rich, judging by their pompous garments. Matthew, who is dozing with one eye open, stands up, rousing the others. He says: «Some Sadducees are going towards the Master. Let us not leave Him all alone, that they may not offend Him or try to harm Him and sneer at Him again.» They all get up and join the Master gathering round Him. I seem to realise that there have been reprisals when they went to the Temple or when they returned there at the sixth hour. The Sadducees, who pay their respects to Jesus bowing even exaggeratedly, say to Him: «Master, You replied so wisely to the Herodians, that we also wish to have a ray of Your light. Listen: Moses said: “If a man dies childless, his brother must marry the widow, giving offspring to his brother.” Now there were seven brothers among us. The first one married a virgin, he died without issue, so he left his wife to his brother. Also the second one died without issue, and also the third one who married the widow of the two who had preceded him, and so on down to the seventh. Finally, after being married to all the seven brothers, the woman died. Tell us: at the resurrection of bodies, if it is really true that men resurrect and that our souls outlive us and join our bodies on the last day, forming the living again, which of the seven brothers will have the woman, since all seven of them had her on the Earth?» «You are wrong. You understand neither the Scriptures nor the power of God. The other life will be quite different from this one, and in the eternal Kingdom there will be no necessities of the flesh as there are here. Because, truly, after the last Judgement bodies will rise-from the dead and will be joined to their immortal souls, forming whole beings, as alive, nay, more alive than your person and Mine are now, but no longer subject to the laws and above all to the incentives and abuses that exist now. At the resurrection, men and women will not get married, but will be like the angels of God in Heaven, who do not get married, and yet they live in perfect love, which is divine and spiritual. And with regard to the resurrection of the dead, have you not read how God spoke to Moses from the bush? What did the Most High say then? “I am the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, the God of Jacob.” He did not say: “I was”, making him understand that Abraham, Isaac and Jacob had been, but no longer were. He said: “I am.” Because Abraham, Isaac and Jacob are. Immortal. Like all men in their immortal part, while ages last, and later, also in their bodies raised for eternity. They exist, as Moses, the prophets, the just exist, as, unfortunately, Cain exists, and those of the Deluge, and the sodomites, and all those who died in mortal sin. God is not the God of the dead, but of the living.»«Will You also die and then will you live?» they ask tempting Him. They are already tired of being meek. Their hatred is such that they cannot control themselves. «I am the Living Being, and My Flesh will not know corruption. The ark was taken away from us, and the present one will also be taken away as a symbol. The Tabernacle was taken away from us, and it will be destroyed. But it will not be possible to take away the true Temple of God and destroy it. When its adversaries think that they have done so, that is the hour when it will be established in the true Jerusalem, in all its glory. Goodbye.» And He hastens towards the Court of Israel, because the silver tubae are calling to the evening sacrifice. -------------

------7 Jesus says to me:«As I made you write the words “of My chalice” in the vision of John and James' mother who asked for a place for her sons, so I tell you to point out the passage of yesterday's vision: “he who falls against this stone will break in pieces.” In translations they always use “on”. I said against and not on. And it is a prophecy against the enemies of My Church. Those who oppose It, hurling themselves against It, because It is the Headstone, are crushed. For the last twenty centuries the history of the Earth has confirmed what I said. The persecutors of the Church are crushed as they hurl themselves against the Headstone. But it is also true, and those who think that they are secure from divine punishments, because they belong to the Church, should bear this in mind, he on whom falls the weight of the condemnation of the Head and Bridegroom of this Bride of Mine, of My mystical Body, will be crushed. 8 And forestalling an objection of the ever alive scribes and Sadducees, ill disposed to My servants, I say: if in these last visions there are sentences that are not in the Gospels, such as those at the end of today's vision, and of the passage in which I speak of the barren fig-tree, and others as well, those critics ought to remember that the evangelists always belonged to that race and they lived in times when every exaggerated clash might have had violent and harmful repercussions for neophytes. Let them read the acts of the apostles again and they will see that the fusion of so many different thoughts was not peaceful, and that while they admired one another, acknowledging one another's merits, they did not lack differences of opinion, because the thoughts of men are various and always imperfect. And to avoid deeper ruptures between one thought and another, the evangelists, enlightened by the Holy Spirit, in their writings deliberately omitted some sentences that might have hurt the excessive susceptibility of the Hebrews and scandalised the Gentiles, who needed to believe that the Hebrews were perfect, as they were the nucleus from which the Church came, in order not to go away saying: “They are like us”. It was just to make known the persecutions of Christ, but not the spiritual diseases of the people of Israel, by now corrupt, particularly in the higher classes. And they veiled them as much as possible. They should observe how the Gospels become the more and more explicit, up to the limpid Gospel of My John, the later they were written after My Ascension to My Father. Only John fully relates even the most painful flaws of the very apostolic group, openly calling Judas a “thief”, and he integrally reports the base actions of the Jews (Chapter 6 – feigned will to make Me king, the debates at the Temple, the abandonment by many after the sermon on the Bread of Heaven, Thomas' incredulity). The last survivor, who lived long enough to see the Church already strong, he lifts the veils that the others had not dared to lift. But now the Spirit of God wants also these words to be known. And the Lord should be blessed for that, because they are so many lights and guides for people with righteous hearts.»

-------------------«You will put here the second part of Tuesday,that is, the teachings to the Twelve at night at Gethsemane.»
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593. The Tuesday Night before Passover. Other Teachings to the Apostles. 7th March 1945. 1

«Today you have heard Gentiles and Judaeans speak. And you have seen how the former bowed to Me and the latter nearly hit Me. You, Peter, almost came to blows, when you saw lambs, rams and bull-calves driven on purpose against Me to make Me fall on the ground among excrement. You, Simon, although you are so wise, opened your mouth to insult the most rancorous members of the Sanhedrin, who rudely bumped into Me saying: “Move aside, You demon, while the messengers of God pass.” You, Judas, My cousin, and you, John, My favourite, shouted and protected Me quickly, one from being run over by getting hold of the bridle of the horse, the other by standing in front of Me and receiving the impact of the shaft directed at Me when, with a sneer, Sadoc drove his heavy cart against Me, deliberately, at great speed. I thank you for your love that makes you rise against the offenders of the Defenceless One. But you will see much worse offences and more cruel actions. When this moon is once more smiling in the sky for the second time after this evening, offences, at present verbal, or just outlined if material, will become concrete, thicker than the blossoms which are now on fruit-trees and which are becoming more and more numerous in their haste to blossom. You have seen – and you were surprised – a barren fig-tree and a whole apple-orchard without blossoms. The fig-tree, like Israel, refused to restore the Son of man and it died in its sin. The apple-orchard, like the Gentiles, is awaiting the hour I mentioned today, to blossom and cancel the last remembrance of human ferocity with the kindness of flowers scattered on the head and under the feet of the Conqueror.»

2 «Which hour, Master?» asks Matthew. «You have spoken so much and of so many things today! I cannot remember exactly. And I should like to remember everything. Perhaps the hour of Christ's return? Here as well You spoke of branches that become tender and put forth leaves.» «No!» exclaims Thomas. «The Master is speaking as if this conspiracy awaiting Him is imminent. So, how can everything, that He says will precede His return, happen in a short time? Wars, destructions, slavery, persecutions, the Gospel preached all over the world, desolation of abomination in the house of God, and then earthquakes, plagues, false prophets, signs in the sun and stars... Eh! It will take ages to do all that! The owner of that apple-orchard would be in a nice mess, if his orchard had to wait all that time to blossom!» «Then he would not eat his apples any more, because I say that it would be the end of the world» comments Bartholomew. «To bring about the end of the world, only one thought of God would be necessary, and everything would turn into nothingness. So even that apple-orchard might not have to wait long. But, as I said, it will happen. And therefore there will be ages between this one and that one. That is the final triumph and the return of the Christ» explains Jesus. «So? Which hour?» «Oh! I know which hour!» says John weeping. «I know the hour. And it will be after Your death and resurrection!...» and John embraces Jesus tighly in his arms. «And are you weeping, if He is going to rise again?» says Judas Iscariot mockingly.«I am weeping because He must die first. Don't mock at me, you demon. I know. And I cannot think of that hour.» «Master, he called me a demon. He has sinned against his companion.» «Judas, are you sure you do not deserve it? Then do not take offence at his fault. I also have been called a “demon” and I shall be called so again.» «But You said that he who insults his brother is guil...» «Silence. In the presence of death let these hateful accusations, discussions and lies finish at long last. Do not upset who is dying.» «Forgive me, Jesus» whispers John. «I felt something turn in me at the sound of his laughter... and I could not refrain myself.» Jesus and John are embraced, chest to chest, and John weeps on His heart. «Do not weep. I understand you. Let Me speak.» But John does not detach himself from Jesus, not even when He sits down on a large protruding root. He remains with one arm behind His back and one round His chest and his head on His shoulder, and he weeps noiselessly. Only his tears shine in the moonbeam as they fall on Jesus' purple garment and they look like rubies, drops of pale blood struck by light.

3 «Today you have heard Judaeans and Gentiles speak. So you must not be surprised if I say: “Word of justice has always come from My mouth. And it shall not be revoked.” If I say, always with Isaiah, speaking of the Gentiles who will come to Me after I have been raised from the ground: “Before Me every knee shall bend, by Me and in Me every tongue shall swear.” And you will not doubt either, after seeing the ways of the Hebrews, that it is easy to say, without fear of being wrong, that all those who rage against Me shall be led to Me, ashamed. My Father did not make Me His servant only to revive the tribes of Jacob, to convert what is left of Israel: the remnants, but He gave Me as light of the Nations, that I may be the “Saviour” for all the Earth. That is why, in these thirty-three years of exile from Heaven and from My Father's bosom, I have continued to grow in Grace and Wisdom with God and with men, reaching the perfect age, and in these last three years, after burning My soul and My mind with the fire of love and tempering them with the ice of penance, I made “My mouth a sharp sword”.

4 The Holy Father, Who is yours and Mine, has so far protected Me in the shade of His hand, because it was not yet the hour of the Expiation. Now He will let Me go. The chosen arrow, the arrow of His divine quiver, after wounding in order to cure, after wounding men to open a breach in their hearts for the Word and the Light of God, is now going fast and unfailingly to wound the Second Person, the Expiator, the Obedient One for all the disobedient Adam... And like a warrior who has been hit, I shall fall, saying with regard to too many people: “In vain have I fatigued for no reason, without achieving anything. I have worn out My strength for nothing.” No! No, for the Eternal Lord Who never does anything without a purpose! Be off, Satan, who want Me to give way to dejection and try to make Me disobedient! You came at the beginning of My ministry and you have come at its end. Well, here, I am rising (and He really stands up) ready to fight. I will compete with you. And, I swear it to Myself, I will defeat you. It is not pride to say so. It is the truth. The Son of man will be defeated in His flesh by man, the miserable worm that bites and poisons from his putrid filth. But the Son of God, the Second Person of the inexpressible Trinity will not be defeated by Satan. You are Hatred. And you are powerful in your hating and in your tempting. But there will be with Me a strength that escapes you, because you cannot reach it, neither can you block it. The Love is with Me! I am aware of the unknown torture awaiting Me. Not the one that I will mention to you tomorrow, so that you may know that nothing of what was done or stirred up for Me or around Me, nothing of what was forming in your hearts, was unknown to Me. But the other torture... The one that is given to the Son of Man not by means of lances and clubs, or by means of derision and blows, but by God Himself, and only few people will know how cruel it will be, and even fewer will accept it as possible. But in that torture, in which two will be the main torturers: God with His absence and you, demon, with your presence, the Victim will have the Love with Him. The Love living in the Victim, the main strength of His resistance to the trial, and the Love in the spiritual consoler, who is already flapping his golden wings, full of anxiety to descend and wipe My perspiration, and gathers all the tears of the angels in the heavenly chalice and melts in it the honey of the names of My redeemed and of those who love Me, to mitigate with that potion the great thirst of the Tortured One and His immeasurable bitterness. And you, demon, shall be defeated. One day, coming out of a possessed man, you said to Me: “I will wait to defeat You when You are a rag of bleeding flesh.” But I reply to you: “You shall not have Me. I will win. My fatigue was a holy one, My case is in the hands of My Father. He defends the work of His Son and will not allow My spirit to deflect.” Father, I say to You, I say to You now, for that dreadful hour: “Into Your hands I commit My spirit.”

John, do not leave Me... You, all of you, go. May the peace of the Lord be where Satan is not a guest. Goodbye.» It all ends.

594. The Wednesday before Passover. From the Discussions with Scribes and Pharisees to the Eschatological Discourse. The Widow's Mite. 2nd April 1947.
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