Oh, if only mortals – especially my priests and religious souls – knew how much I am wounded and displeased by the indifference, separation, distrust and small inveterate imperfections [of those] who belong to Me in such a special way! No one, or perhaps only those very few souls that I enlighten, have any idea how many vocations, priestly and religious, are lost after years because of deep-seated infidelities. They want to serve Me halfway, holding on to their whims and their moods, satisfying their own wills in everything and taking liberties incompatible with their state and their vows.
That is why I cannot tolerate them. Nothing halfway pleases Me: either all or nothing, just as not a single drop of blood or water remained in my torn Body on the Cross. However, I continued to live with these chosen souls under the same roof, in the tabernacle, exposed to such profanation, hatred and sacrilege! I had knowledge of everything that should I should undergo sacramentally!
And I call them to share in my sorrows so as to later gain eternal happiness, to progress through the years, sometimes at the cost of sacrifices and heroism, so that, when the precise moment comes to place crowns of immortal glory upon their heads, they do not stray from the path or tire of the easy yoke of my Cross or, clinging to mortal creatures and placing their trust in the flesh which perishes with death, turn away from Me and lose their souls.
In this case, I abandon them to all the desires of their perverted heart, to deny them before my Heavenly Father, since in their lives they were adverse to humiliation, to obedience, to the practice of virtues that do violence to nature and beautify souls, making them like unto Me, who am the model of the predestined, and without which likeness no one can be saved.
Woe to such men and women! Woe!
Words of the Child Jesus to
Mother Mariana of Jesus Torres
