Faustyna Page #5

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Does Sister want her own death, to liberate humanity from sin?

No!

No!

Based on the conducted interview, conclusion is as follows:

Personality structure - solid.

Examined nun answers gramatically, constructivelly and logically.

There no signs of mental illness.

I watched her.

But I saw only what I wanted to see -

A Sister assigned to physical labor, with rich imagination.

Once she was walking down the hall,

So radiant...

And I hissed loudly:

"Look! A princess!"

And she said...

That she just recieved Body of Christ

And royal blood is flowing through her veins.

Mother of God!

Holiest Mary!

In a special way You are now my mother,

Because Your Beloved Son is my Lover.

Therefore You have to love me.

I found out, in short time, that my offering is pleasing to God,

My Soul became full of anxiety and torments

In Heart I have uncertainity

And despair.

This is the state of poor souls which I have taken upon myself.

I fear delusion.

I fear...hallucunations, phantoms.

I will wait.

I must and I will disbelieve.

I will pray,

Think, study

I will seek counsel of wise priests,

But I will wait.

Sister Faustyna,

I've found a painter.

He will paint Lord Jesus,

Like Sister is seeing.

- Praised be Jesus Christ!

- For all eternity, Amen.

Sister,

Was Lord Jesus then...walking?

Or standing?

Please, describe.

Lord came...

In the night.

His robe was white.

One hand he was rising, for a blessing,

And with the other one he was touching the robe,

here, on the chest.

And from the opening of this robe two rays were coming

Pale one and red one.

I looked at the Lord, I looked...

And I stood silent.

I was affraid.

And I had Joy in the Soul.

Lead me, oh God, on whatever paths You please,

I gave my total trust to Your Will,

Which for me is Love and Compassion itself.

Mother!

Here, to me Sisters!

To my cell!

Sister, run quickly and get a doctor!

- There is no danger to her life.

- Thank God!

It's a sun stroke.

She's already conscious.

- She asked for a priest with holy oilments.

- Yes

- May God repay You!

- Goodbye.

Suddenly Jesus stood in front of me,

Disrobed,

Whole body covered with wounds

Eyes...

Eyes filled with blood

And tears.

Face...

Completely ruined.

And Jesus told me:

"A Lover should be like her Beloved"

I understood these words.

I want to be similar to You, Jesus!

To You crucified,

Humiliated,

Tortured,

Devastated.

She fell asleep.

Father Professor,

I don't know what's going to happen next.

She needs some kind of help.

Mother, if this an Act of God,

then we mean nothing in this case.

Is this the way we should think?

I don't know, Mother.

I honestly don't know...

I pray for Light, I read, I meditate.

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