AT TIMES, I feel overwhelmed by the mounting apocalyptic messages that I encounter as I continue with my research that started decades ago. The messages pour in from various parts of the world, coursed through credible people who, often without even knowing of each other's existence, turn out speaking of the same appeals and warnings from Jesus or the Blessed Mother or both, at times also from other saints- a phenomenon that adds to their believability.
Before I write each column in this space, I pray briefly to the Holy Spirit for guidance, then type on in front of the family altar which hosts an array of blessed icons, including a statue of the Divine Mercy. To fortify myself further, I wear the Brown Scapular which I plan to tackle soon in this space for its power to protect and redeem.
Thus, despite some occasional reluctance to write about terrifying prophecies, I go on, buffeted by prayers, sacramentals and explicit appeals from Heaven to spread the messages so that mankind would not say it had never been warned.
This column continues with Part 2 on the subject of hell, in the very words of Jesus Christ as conveyed to mystic Maria Valtorta whose 12-volume work was endorsed by no less than St. Padre Pio in his lifetime. The topic was inspired by St. Faustina Kowalska who noted, after Jesus showed hell to her, that many of those there did not believe hell existed.
Jesus Christ: "The word Hatred covers that boundless kingdom; it roars in those flames (of hell); it howls in the cackling laughter of the demons; it sobs and barks in the laments of the damned; it rings and rings and rings like an eternal hammering bell; it blares like an eternal bugle of death; it fills the recesses of that jail with itself; it is in itself torment because, with each of its sounds, it renews the memory of Love lost forever, remorse over having wanted to lose it, and rage over never being able to see it again.
"The dead soul, in the midst of those flames, like the bodies thrown onto pyres or into a crematory furnace, twists and shrieks, as if animated again by living movement and reawakens to understand its error, and dies and is reborn in every instant with atrocious sufferings, for remorse kills it in a curse, and killing brings it back to life again for a new torment. The whole crime of having betrayed God in time stands before the soul in eternity; the whole error of having refused God in time remains present for it forever for its torment. In the fire the flames simulate the specters of what they adored in life; the passions are painted with burning brushstrokes with the most appealing appearance, and they shriek and shriek their memento: You wanted the fire of the passions. Now receive the fire set aflame by God, whose holy Fire you derided.
"Fire responds to fire. In Paradise it is the fire of perfect love. In Purgatory it is the fire of purifying love. In Hell it is the fire of offended love.
"Since the elect loved to perfection, Love gives itself to them in its Perfection. Since those being purged loved in lukewarm fashion, Love becomes a flame to take them to Perfection. Since the accursed burned with all fires-except with the Fire of God-the Fire of God's wrath burns them eternally. And in the fire there is ice.
"Oh, you cannot imagine what Hell is! Take everything that is man's torment on earth -- fire, flame, ice, submerging waters, hunger, sleeplessness, thirst, wounds, illnesses, sores, and death- sum it up into a single amount and multiply it millions of times. You will have only a shadow of that tremendous truth. Sidereal cold will be mixed with the unbearable burning. The damned burned with all human fires, having only spiritual iciness for their Lord God. And ice awaits them to freeze them after fire has salted them like fish set upon a flame to roast,
"A torment in the torment is this passing from the burning which dissolves to the cold which condenses. Oh, this is not metaphorical language! For God can make souls, burdened by the sins committed, have a sensitivity equal to that of flesh, even before they take on that flesh. You do not know and do not believe.
"But in truth I tell you that it would be better for you to undergo all the torments of my martyrs rather than one hour of those infernal tortures. Darkness will be the third torment. Material darkness and spiritual darkness. To be in darkness forever after having seen the light of paradise and to be in the embrace of Darkness after having seen the light that is God! To writhe in that dark horror where, in the glare of the burnt spirit, there is illuminated only the name of the sin for which they are nailed to that horror!
"To find no other support in that continuous agitation of spirits hating and harming each other but the desperation making them crazed and increasingly accursed. To feed on it, base themselves on it, and kill themselves with it. It is said that death will nourish death. Despair is death and shall nourish these dead ones in eternity. Even I, who created that place, tell you that when I descended into it to bring out of Limbo those who awaited my coming, I, God, experienced horror at that horror, and if something made by God were not immutable, on account of being perfect, I would have wanted to make it less atrocious, for I am Love, and I was pained by that horror. And you want to go there.
"Meditate, O children, on these words of mine. The sick are given bitter medicine; the diseased areas of cancer patients are cauterized and cut out. For you, sick and suffering from cancer, this is a surgeon's medicine and cauterization. Do not refuse it. Use it to heal yourselves. The duration of life is not these few days on earth. Life begins when it seems to you to be ending, and it no longer has an end. Have it flow on for you in the place where God's light and joy make eternity beautiful and not where Satan is the eternal Torturer."