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Today, my cousin gave me a xerox copy of Catalina’s Testimony on the Holy Mass.  "This is taken from the writings of the Bolivian mystic Catalina Rivas.  The visions described below are the product of divinely inspired mystical experiences.  Through these moving images, God seeks to underscore the importance of the Sacrament of the Eucharist and tell the whole truth about what transpires during every Holy Mass.  The church authorities of Cachabamba, headed by Archbishop Rene Fernandez Apaz, have endorsed Catalina’s mystical experiences and given their permission for these writings to be published."

I just want to share it to my Catholic Friends out there — hope this also enlightens you.
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If Jesus speaks to your heart as you read this
book, please share these words by photocopying, printing or purchasing
additional copies and further disseminate this document to people whom you
believe will be blessed by these words. Please allow the Holy Spirit to guide you in evangelizing in accordance
with the gifts He has given to you.

 

                            DEDICATED TO

His Holiness, John Paul II,

The First Apostle of the New Evangelization

From his example, we, the laity,
learn faith, courage and piety.

With immense gratitude and love

To all the priests:

The umbilical chord of God with man,

who transmit divine grace through forgiveness

and the consecration of the Eucharist

Catalina

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From the Spanish edition, the original language
in which this book was written by/dictated to Catalina
and, later, reviewed by the Church
:

“I DO NOT FIND ANYTHING AGAINST THE FAITH OR THE
CUSTOMS OF THE CHURCH”

PBRO. DANIEL GAGNON. OMI.

COMISSION FOR THE DOCTRINE OF THE FAITH. ARCHDIOCESE OF MEXICO

APRIL 2000.

IT IS NOT MY FUNCTION TO CONFIRM ITS SUPERNATURAL CHARACTER;
NEVERTHELESS, I RECOMMEND IT FOR ITS SPIRITUAL INSPIRATION.

They said therefore unto him: Lord, give us always
this bread. And Jesus said to them:

I am the bread of life: he that cometh to me

shall not hunger: and he that believeth

in me shall never thirst.

(John 6:34-35 DRV)

Then Jesus said to them: Amen, amen, I say unto you:
Except you eat the flesh of the Son of man, and drink his blood, you shall not
have

life in you. He that eateth my flesh, and

drinketh my blood hath everlasting life:

and I will raise him up in the last day.

(John 6:54-55 DRV)

For
my flesh is meat indeed: and my blood is drink indeed. He that eateth my flesh, and drinketh my
blood, abideth in me and

I
in him. As the living Father hath sent
me,

and
I live by the Father; so he that eateth me,

the
same also shall live by me.

(John
6:56-58 DRV)

… He that eateth this bread,
shall live for ever.

(John 6:59 DRV)


THE TESTIMONY OF CATALINA
ON THE HOLY MASS

In a marvelous catechesis,
the Lord and the Virgin Mary have been instructing us first on how to pray the
Rosary, that being to pray it with our hearts and meditate and enjoy the
moments when we encounter God and our Blessed Mother. They have also instructed us on the way to make a good confession
and, in this document, a teaching on what happens during the Holy Mass and how
to live it with our hearts.

This is the
testimony that I must and want to give to the whole world, for the greater
Glory of God and for the salvation of all of those who want to open their
hearts to the Lord. It is also given so
that many souls consecrated to God will rekindle the fire of their love for
Christ, some of whom are the owners of the hands that have the power to bring
Him to our world so that He can become our nourishment. It is also given for
others so that they break lose of the “routine practice” of receiving Him and
relive the amazement of their daily encounter with Love. And it is given so that my lay brothers and
sisters from the entire world live the greatest Miracle with their hearts:
the celebration of the Eucharist.

It was the vigil
of the Annunciation and the members of our group had gone to the Sacrament of
Reconciliation. Some of the ladies of
the prayer group had not been able to do it, and so they left their
reconciliation for the next day before the Mass.

When I arrived at
church the next day, a little bit late,
 the Archbishop and priests were already coming out of the sacristy. The Virgin Mary said with her soft and feminine
voice that sweetens one’s soul:

“Today is a day of learning for you and I want
you to pay close attention because of what you will witness today. Everything that you will experience today,
you will have to share with all of humanity
. I was deeply moved without understanding
why, but I tried to be very attentive.

The first thing I
noticed was a choir of very beautiful voices that was singing as if it was far
away. For moments the music came closer
and, then, it went further away like the sound of the wind.

The Archbishop
started Mass and, when he reached the Penitential Rite, the Blessed
Virgin said:

“From the bottom
of your heart ask the Lord to forgive your faults that have offended Him. In this way you will be able to participate
worthily in this privilege of assisting at the Holy Mass.”

I thought for a
fraction of a second: “Surely I am in a state of grace of God, I went to
confession last night.”

She answered: “Do
you think that since last night you have not offended the Lord? Let Me remind you of a few things. When you left to come here, the girl who
helps you approached to ask you for something and, as you were late and in a
hurry, you did not answer her in a very nice way. There was a lack of charity
on your part and you say, you have not offended God…?

"While on
the way here, a bus
 crossed
over your lane and almost hit you. You
expressed yourself in a very non-advisable way against that poor man, instead
of saying your prayers and preparing yourself for Mass. You have failed in charity and lost your
peace and patience. And you say you
have not hurt the Lord?

"You arrive
at the last minute when the procession of the celebrants is already coming out
to celebrate the Mass… and you are going to participate without previous
preparation…"

I replied, “All
right, my Mother, say no more to me. You do not have to remind me of more things because I am going to die of
 grief and shame.”

"Why must
you all arrive at the last moment? You should
have arrived earlier to be able to pray and ask the Lord to send His Holy
Spirit that He may grant you a spirit of peace and cleanse you of the spirit of
the world, your worries, your problems and your distractions so as to enable
you to live this so sacred a moment. However, you arrive almost when the celebration is about to commence and
you participate as if it is an ordinary event, without any spiritual
preparation. Why? This is the greatest of Miracles. You are going to live the moment when the
Most High God gives His greatest gift and you do not know how to appreciate
it."

This was
enough. I felt so bad that I had more
than enough
 to
ask for forgiveness from God. It was
not only for the offenses of that day, but also for all the times that, like so
many other people, I had waited for the
priest to finish his homily before entering the Church. It was also for the times that I did not
know or refused to understand what it meant to be there, and for the times that
perhaps my soul was full of more serious sins and I had dared to participate in
the Holy Mass.

It was a Feast
day and the Gloria was to be recited. Our Lady said: “Glorify and bless with all your love the Holy
Trinity, in your acknowledgement of being one of Its creatures.”

How different was
that Gloria! Suddenly I saw myself in a
far off place full of light, before the Majestic Presence of the Throne of
God. With so much love I went on
thanking Him, as I repeated: “For your immense Glory we praise You, we bless
You, we adore You, we give You glory, we give You thanks, Lord, God, Heavenly
King, God the Father Almighty.” And I
recalled the paternal face of the Father, full of kindness. “Lord Jesus Christ, only Son of the Father,
Lord God, Lamb of God, You take away the sins of the world…” And Jesus was in front of me, with that face
full of tenderness and Mercy… “For You alone are the Holy One, You alone are
the Lord, You alone are the most High Jesus Christ with the Holy Spirit…”, the God of beautiful Love. He, Who at that moment, caused my whole
being to tremble…

And I asked:
“Lord, deliver me from all evil spirits. My heart belongs to You. My
Lord, send me Your peace so that I can gain the finest benefits from the
Eucharist and that my life may produce the best fruits.  Holy Spirit of God, transform me, act within
me, guide me. Oh God, give me the gifts
that I need to serve you better!”

The moment of the
Liturgy of the Word arrived and the Virgin Mary made me repeat: “Lord,
today I want to listen to Your Word and produce abundant fruit. May Your Holy Spirit clean the interior of
my heart so that Your Word grows and develops in it, purifying my heart so that
it may be well disposed.

Our Lady said:
“I want you to be attentive to the readings and to all of the homily of the
priest. Remember that the Bible says
that the Word of God does not return without bearing fruit. If you are attentive, something from all
that you heard will remain in you. You
should try to recall all day long those Words that left an impression on
you. Sometimes it may be two verses,
other times the reading of the entire Gospel or perhaps only one word. Savor them for the rest of the day and it
will then become part of you, because that is the way to change one’s life, by
allowing the Word of God to transform you.

“And now, tell
the Lord that you are here to listen, that you want Him to speak to your heart
today."

Once again I
thanked God for giving me the opportunity to hear His Word. And I asked Him for forgiveness for having
had such a hard heart for so many years and for having taught my children that
they had to go to Mass on Sundays because it is commanded by the Church and not
for love and the need to be filled with God.

I had attended so
many Eucharistic Celebrations mostly out of obligation and, because of this, I
believed I was saved. But I did not
live it and, much less, did I pay
attention to the readings or to the priest’s homily!

How much pain I
felt for
 so
many years of needless loss because of my ignorance! How superficial is our attendance at the Mass when we go only
because someone is getting married, or for a funeral Mass or because we have to
be seen by society! How much ignorance
about our Church and the Sacraments! How much waste in trying to instruct and enlighten ourselves about the
things of the world, which in a moment can disappear leaving us with nothing
and, at the end of our life, not serve to extend a minute to our
existence! However, we know nothing
of that which will give us a little of heaven on earth and, afterwards, eternal
life. And we call ourselves cultured
men and women!

A moment later
the Offertory
arrived and the Holy Virgin said: “Pray like this: (and I repeated after her) Lord, I offer all that I am, all that I have, all
that I can. I put everything into Your
Hands. Build it up, Lord, with the
little thing that I am. By the merits
of Your Son, transform me, God Almighty. I petition You for my family, for my benefactors, for each member of our
Apostolate, for all the people who fight against
us, for those who commend themselves to my poor prayers. Teach me to lay down my heart as if on the
ground before them so that their walk may be less severe. This is how the saints prayed; this is how I
want all of you to do it.”

Thus, this is how
Jesus asks us to pray, that we put our hearts as if on the ground so that they
do not feel its severity, but rather that we alleviate the pain of their steps.  Years later, I read a book of
prayers of a Saint whom I loved dearly, Jose Maria Escrivá de Balaguer, and in
that book I found a prayer similar to that which the Virgin Mary taught
me. Perhaps this Saint, to whom I
entrust myself, pleased the Virgin Mary with those prayers.

Suddenly some
characters whom I had not seen before began to stand up. It was as if from the side of each person
present in the Cathedral, another person emerged and soon the Cathedral became
full of young, beautiful people. They
were dressed in very white robes and they started to move into the central
aisle and, then, went towards the Altar.

Our Mother said:
“Observe. They are the Guardian Angels
of each one of the persons who are here. This is the moment in which your guardian angel carries your offerings
and petitions before the Altar of the Lord.”

At that moment, I
was completely
 astonished,
because these beings had such beautiful faces, so radiant as one is unable to
imagine. Their countenance was very
beautiful with almost feminine faces; however, the structure of their body,
their hands, their height were masculine. Their naked feet did not touch the
floor, but rather they went as if gliding. That procession was very beautiful.

Some of them were
carrying something as like asource golden bowl of
gold
with something that shone a great deal like with a
golden-white light.
tThe Virgin Mary
said: “They are the Guardian Angels of the persons people that who are
offering this Holy Mass for many intentions, those who are conscious of what
this celebration means,. tThey have
something to offer the Lord..”

“Offer yourselves
at this moment… offer your sorrows, your pains, your hopes, your sadness, your
joys, your petitions. Remember that the
Mass has infinite value. Therefore, be
generous in offering and in asking.”

Behind the first
Angels came others who had nothing in their hands; they were coming empty
handed. The Virgin Mary said: “Those
are the angels of the people who are here but never offer anything. They have no interest in living each
liturgical moment of the Mass and they have no gifts to carry before the Altar
of the Lord.”

At the end of the
procession came other angels who were rather sad, with their hands joined in
prayer but with their eyes downcast. “These are the Guardian Angels of the people who are here but do not
want to be, that is to say of the people who have been forced to come here, who
have come out of obligation but without any desire to participate in the Holy
Mass. The angels go forth sadly because
they have nothing to carry to the Altar, except for their own prayers.”

“Do not sadden
your Guardian Angel. Ask for much, ask
for the conversion of sinners, for peace in the world, for your families, your
neighbors, for those who ask for your prayers. Ask, ask for much, but not only for yourselves, but for everyone else.

“Remember that
the offering which most pleases the Lord is when you offer yourselves as a
holocaust so that Jesus upon His descent may transform you by His own merits.
What do you have to offer the Father by yourselves? Nothingness and sin. But the offering of oneself united to the
merits of Jesus, that offering is pleasing to the Father.”

That sight, that
procession was so beautiful that it would be difficult to compare it to
another. All those celestial creatures bowing before the Altar, some leaving
their offerings on the floor, others prostrating themselves on their knees with
their foreheads almost touching the floor. And as soon as they arrived at the Altar, they would disappear from my
sight.

The final moment
of the Preface
arrived and when the assembly said, “Holy, Holy, Holy”, suddenly
everything that was behind the celebrants disappeared. Behind the left side of the Archbishop,
thousands of Angels appeared in a diagonal line, small angels, big angels,

angels with immense wings, angels with small wings, angels without wings. As the previous ones, all were dressed with
tunics like the white robes of the priests or altar boys.

Everyone knelt
with their hands united in prayer and bowed their heads in reverence. Beautiful music was heard as if there were many
choirs with different voices, all singing in unison together with the people:
Holy, Holy, Holy…

The moment of the
Consecration, the moment of the most marvelous of Miracles had
arrived. Behind the right side
of the Archbishop appeared a multitude of people also in a diagonal line. They were dressed in the same tunic but in
pastel colors of: rose, green, light blue, lilac, yellow, in short, in
different and very soft colors. Their faces were also brilliant, full of
joy. They all seemed to be the same
age. You could note (I can’t say why)
that they were people of different ages but their faces looked the same,
without wrinkles, happy. They all knelt
down as well at the singing of “Holy, Holy, Holy Lord…”

Our Lady said: “These
are all the Saints and the Blessed of Heaven and among them are the souls of
your relatives who already enjoy the Presence of God.”
Then I saw Her, exactly to the right of the
Archbishop, a step behind the celebrant. She was suspended a little off the floor, kneeling on some very fine,
transparent but at the same time luminous fabric, as crystalline water. The Holy Virgin, with hands joined, was
looking attentively and respectfully at the celebrant. She spoke to me from there, but silently,
directly to the heart, without looking at me:

“It surprises you
to see Me standing a little behind Monsignor
[the Archbishop], does it not ? This is how it should be… With all the
love that My Son gives Me, He has not given Me the dignity that He has given
the priests of being able to perform the daily Miracle with My hands as they do
with their priestly hands
. Because
of this, I feel a deep respect for priests and for the miracle that God carries
out through them, which compels Me to kneel here behind them
.”
[Translators note: In Latin
America
and in
other countries a Bishop and
Archbishop is
addressed as “Monsignor”
.]

My God, how much
dignity, how much grace the Lord pours over the priestly souls and neither we,
nor perhaps some of them, are conscious of this.

Before the Altar,
there appeared some shadows of people in a gray color with their hands
raised. The Holy Virgin said: “These
are the blessed souls of Purgatory, who await your prayers to be
refreshed. Do not stop praying for
them. They pray for you but they cannot
pray for themselves. It is you who have
to pray for them, in order to help them depart so that they can be with God and
enjoy Him eternally.

“Now you now see
it; I am here all the time. People go
on pilgrimages, searching for the places where I have appeared. This is good because of all the graces that
they will receive there. But during no
apparition, in no other place, am I more present than during the Holy Mass. You will always find Me at the foot of the
Altar where the Eucharist is celebrated; at the foot of the Tabernacle, I
remain with the angels because I am always with Him.”

To see that
beautiful countenance of the Mother at that moment of the words “Holy, Holy,
Holy…” as well as all the others with their radiant faces, with hands joined,
awaiting that miracle which repeats itself continuously, was to be in Heaven
itself. And to think there are
people who can at that moment be distracted in conversation. It hurts me to tell you, many men, more than
women, stand with their arms crossed, as if paying homage to the Lord as one
equal to another.

The Virgin Mary
said: “Tell all people that never is a man more manly then when he bends his
knees before God.”

The celebrant
said the words of the Consecration. He was a person of normal height, but suddenly he began to grow,
becoming filled with light, a supernatural light between white and gold that
enveloped him and grew very strong around the face. And because of it I could
not see his features. When he raised
the Host, I saw his hands and on the back of his hands he had some marks from
which emanated a great deal of light. It was Jesus! It was Him Who was wrapping His Body around the celebrant, as if
He were lovingly surrounding the hands of the Archbishop. At that moment the Host began to grow and
became enormous and upon it the marvelous face of Jesus appeared looking at His
people.

By instinct I
wanted to bow my head and Our Lady said: “Do not look down. Look up to view and contemplate Him. Exchange your gaze with His and repeat the
prayer of Fatima: Lord, I believe, I adore, I trust and I love You. I ask pardon for those who do not believe,
do not adore, do not trust and do not love You. Forgiveness and Mercy… Now tell Him how much you love Him and pay
your homage to the King of Kings.”

I told it to Him and it
seemed as if I was the only one He was looking at from the enormous Host. But I learned that this was the way He gazed at each
person, with love to the fullest. Then I lowered my head until I had my
forehead on the floor, as did all the Angels and the blessed from Heaven. Perhaps for a fraction of a second, I wondered how Jesus
was taking on the body of the celebrant and at the same time He was inside the
Host. And as he lowered the Host, it returned to its normal size. Tears ran down my cheeks; I was unable to
let go of my astonishment.

Immediately
Monsignor said the words of the Consecration of the wine and, as the words were being
said
, lightning appeared from the heavens and in the background. The walls and ceiling of the church had
disappeared. All was dark but for that
brilliant light from the Altar.

Suddenly,
suspended in the air I saw Jesus crucified. I saw Him from the head to the lower part of the chest. The cross beam of the Cross was sustained by
some large, strong hands. From within
this resplendent light, a small light, like a very brilliant, very small dove,
came forth and flew swiftly all over the Church. It came to rest on the left shoulder of the Archbishop, who
continued to appear as Jesus because I could distinguish His long hair, His
luminous wounds and His large body, but I could not see His Face.

Above was Jesus
crucified, His head fallen upon His right shoulder. I was able to contemplate
His face, beaten arms and torn flesh. On the right side of His chest He had an injury and blood was gushing out
toward the left side and toward the right side, what looked like water, but it was very brilliant. They were more like jets of light coming forth towards
the faithful
,
and
moving
to the right and to the left
. . I was amazed at the amount of blood that was
flowing out toward the Chalice. I
thought it would overflow and stain the whole Altar, but not a single drop was
spilled.

At that moment
the Virgin Mary said: “This is the miracle of miracles. I have said to you before that the Lord is
not constrained by time and space. At
the moment of the Consecration, all the assembly is taken to the foot of
Calvary, at the instant of the crucifixion of Jesus.”

Can anyone imagine
that? Our eyes cannot see it, but we
are all there at the very moment that they are crucifying Jesus.  And He is asking for forgiveness to the
Father, not only for those who killed Him, but also for each one of our sins: “Father
forgive them because they know not what they do.”

From that day on,
I do not care if the world thinks I am crazy, but I ask everybody to kneel and
try to live, with their heart and with all their sensibility that they are
capable of, this privilege that the Lord grants us.

When we were
going to pray the Our Father, the Lord spoke for the first time during
the celebration and said: “Wait, I want you to pray with the deepest
profundity
 which you can summon. At this moment, bring to mind that person or persons which have done you
the greatest harm during your life, so that you embrace them close to your
bosom and tell them with all your heart: “In the Name of Jesus I forgive you
and wish you peace. In the Name of
Jesus, I ask for your forgiveness and wish my peace. If the person is worthy of that peace, then the person will
receive it and feel better for it. If
that person is not capable of opening up to that peace, then peace will return
to your heart. But I do not want you to
receive nor offer peace when you are not capable of forgiving and feeling that
peace in your heart first.

“Be careful of
what you do,”
continued the
Lord, “you repeat in the Our Father: forgive us our trespasses as we forgive
those who trespass against us. If you
are capable of forgiving but not forgetting, as some people say, you are
placing conditions upon the forgiveness of God. You are saying: You forgive me only as I am capable of forgiving
but no more.”

I do not know how
to explain my pain, at the realization of how much we can hurt the Lord. And also how much we can injure ourselves by
holding so many grudges, bad feelings and unflattering things that are born from our own prejudices and
over-sensitivities. I forgave; I
forgave from the heart and asked for forgiveness from all the people whom I had
hurt at one time or another, in order to feel the peace of the Lord.

The celebrant
said, “…give us peace and unity…” and, then, “the peace of the Lord be
with all of you.”

Suddenly I saw
that among some (not all) of the people who were embracing each other, a very
intense light placed itself between them. I knew it was Jesus and I practically threw myself to embrace the person
next to me. I could truly feel the
embrace of the Lord in that light. It
was Him Who embraced me giving me His peace, because in that moment I had been
able to forgive and remove from my heart all grief against other people. That
is what Jesus wants, to share that moment of joy, hugging us and wishing us His
Peace.

The moment of the
celebrants’ Communion arrived. There I
once again noticed the presence of all the priests next to Monsignor. When he took Communion, the Virgin Mary
said:

“This is the
moment to pray for the celebrant and the priests who accompany him. Repeat together with Me: “Lord, bless them,
sanctify them, help them, purify them, love them, take care of them and support
them with Your Love. Remember all the
priests of the world, pray for all the consecrated souls…”

Dear brothers and
sisters, that is the moment in which we should pray for them, because they are
the Church as we, the laity, are also. Many times we, the laity, demand so much from the priests, but we are
unable to pray for them, to understand that they are human and to comprehend
and appreciate the solitude that many times can surround a priest.

We should
understand that the priests are people like ourselves and that they need to be
understood, to be cared for. They need
affection and attention from us because they are giving their life to each one
of us, as Jesus did, by being consecrated to Him.

The Lord wants the people
of the flock that God has entrusted to him to pray and help in the
sanctification of their Pastor. Someday, when we are on the other side, we will understand the marvels
that the Lord has done, giving us priests who help us to save our souls.

The people began
to leave their pews on their way to Communion. The great moment of the encounter had
arrived. The Lord said to me: “Wait a moment; I want you to observe something…” An
interior impulse made me raise my eyes towards
the person who was going to receive Communion on the tongue from the hands of
the priest.

I should clarify
that this person was one of the ladies from our group who the previous night
was unable to go to confession but this morning was able to do so before the
Holy Mass. When the Priest placed the
Sacred Host on her tongue, a flash of light, like a very golden white light,
went right through this person, first through her back, then surrounding her
from the back, around her shoulders and then her head. The Lord said:

“This is how I
Myself rejoice in embracing a soul who comes with a clean heart to receive
Me.”

The tone of voice
of Jesus was that of a happy person.

I was astonished to
see my friend return to her pew surrounded by light, embraced by the Lord. I thought of the marvel that we miss so many
times by going to receive Jesus with our small or large offences when it should
be a feast.

Many times we say
that there are no priests to whom to go to confess at any given moment. But the problem is not about confessing at
each moment but the problem resides in our ease of falling into evil
again. On the other hand, in the same
way that we make an effort to search for a beauty parlor or men search for a
barber when we have a party, we have to also make an effort to seek a priest
when we need to remove all that dirt from ourselves. We must not have the audacity to receive Jesus at any moment with
our hearts full of ugly things.

When I went to
receive communion, Jesus told me: “The Last Supper was the moment of the
greatest intimacy with My own. During
that hour of love, I established what could be thought of as the greatest act
of lunacy in the eyes of men, that of making Myself a prisoner of Love. I established the Eucharist. I wanted to remain with you until the end of
the centuries because My Love could not bear that
 you remained orphans, you whom I loved more than My
life.”

I received that
Host which had a different flavor. It
was a mixture of blood and incense that inundated me entirely. I felt so much love that the tears ran down
my cheeks without me being able to stop them.

When I returned
to my seat, while kneeling down, the Lord said: “Listen…” A moment later I began to hear the prayers
of the lady who was seated in front of me and who had just received communion.

What she said
without opening her mouth was more or less like this: “Lord, remember that we
are at the end of the
 month
and I do not have the money to pay the rent, the car payments or the children’s
school. You have to do something to
help me… Please, make my husband stop drinking so much. I cannot bear any more his being intoxicated
so often and my youngest son is going to repeat the year again if you do not
help him. He has exams this
week… And do not forget our neighbor
who must move. Let her do it right
away. I cannot stand her anymore… etc.,
etc.”

Then the
Archbishop said: “Let us pray,” and obviously all the congregation stood
up for the final prayer. Jesus said in
a sad tone: “Did you take note of her prayer? Not a single time did she tell Me that she loves Me. Not a single time did she thank Me for the
gift that I have given her by bringing down My Divinity to her poor humanity,
in order to elevate her to Me. Not a
single time has she said: thank You, Lord. It has been a litany of requests… and so are almost all of those who
come to receive Me.”

“I have died for
love and I am risen. For love I await
each one of you and for love I remain with you… But you do not realize that I
need your love. Remember that I am the
Beggar of Love in this sublime hour for the soul.”

Do you all
realize
 that
He, Love, is begging for our love
 and we do not give it to Him? Moreover, we avoid going to that encounter
with the Love of Loves, with the only love who gives of itself in a
permanent oblation.

When the
celebrant was going to give the blessing, the Holy Virgin said: “Be
attentive, take care… You do any old sign instead of the Sign of the
Cross. Remember that this blessing
could be the last one that you will receive from hands of a priest. You do not know when leaving here if you
will die or not. You do not know if you
will have the opportunity to receive a blessing from another priest. Those consecrated hands are giving you the
blessing in the Name of the Holy Trinity. Therefore, make the Sign of the Cross with respect, as if it was the
last one of your life.”

How much we miss
in not understanding and not participating everyday at the Holy Mass! Why not make an effort to begin the day a
half hour earlier and run to the Holy Mass and receive all the blessings that
the Lord wants to pour over us?

I am aware that
because of their obligations not everybody can attend daily Mass, but at least
two or three times a week. So many avoid Mass on Sundays with the smallest
excuse that they have a child, or two, or ten, and, therefore, they cannot
attend Mass. How do people manage when they
have other important types of commitments? They take all the children or take turns and the husband goes at one
hour and the wife another, but they carry out their duty to God.

We have time to
study, to work, to entertain, to rest, but WE DO NOT HAVE TIME AT LEAST ON
SUNDAY TO GO TO THE HOLY MASS.

Jesus asked me to
remain with Him a few minutes more after Mass had finished. He said:

“Do not leave in
a hurry after Mass is over. Stay a
moment in My company and enjoy it and let Me enjoy yours…”

As a child I had
heard someone say that the Lord remained with us for five or ten minutes, after
communion. I asked Him at this moment:

“Lord, truly, how
much time do You stay with us after communion?”

I suppose that
the Lord must have laughed at my silliness because He answered: “All the
time that you want to have Me with you. If you speak to Me all day long, offering Me some words during your
chores, I will listen to you. I am
always with you. It is you who leaves
Me. You leave the Mass and the day of
obligation ends. You kept the day of
the Lord and it is now finished for you. You do not think that I would like to share your family life with you,
at least that day.”

“In your homes
you have a place for everything and a room for each activity: a room to sleep,
another to cook, another to eat, etc. Which place have you made for Me? It should not be a place where you only have an image, which collects
dust all the time, but a place where at least five minutes a day the family
meets to give thanks for the day and for the gift of life, to ask for their
needs of the day, to ask for blessings, protection, health. Everything has a place in your homes, except
Me.”

“Men plan their
day, their week, their semester, their vacations, etc. They know what day they are going to rest,
what day they will go to the movies or to a party, or visit grandmother or the
grandchildren, the children, their friends and to their amusements. How many families say at least once a month:
‘This is the day for our turn to go and visit Jesus in the Tabernacle,’and the
whole family comes to talk to Me? How
many sit down in
front of Me and have a conversation
with Me, telling Me how it has been
since the last time, telling Me their problems, the difficulties they have,
asking Me about what they need… making Me part of these things? How many times?

“I know
everything. I read even the deepest
secrets of your hearts and minds. But I
enjoy your telling Me about your life, your letting Me participate as a family
member, as your most intimate friend. Oh, how many graces does man loose by not giving Me a place in his
life!”

When I remained
with Him that day and on many other days, He continued to give us teachings.
Today I want to share with you this mission that He has entrusted to me. Jesus said:

“I wanted to save
My creature because the moment of opening the door to Heaven has been impregnated with
too much pain…” “Remember that not even
one mother has fed
her child
with her own flesh. I have gone to
that extreme of Love to communicate My merits to all of you.

“The Holy Mass is
Myself prolonging My life and My sacrifice on the Cross among you. Without the merits of My life and My Blood,
what do you have with which to come before the Father? Nothing, misery and sin…

“You should
exceed in virtue the angels and archangels, because they do not have the joy of
receiving Me as nourishment like you do.
They
drink a drop from the spring, but you that have the grace of receiving Me, you
have the whole ocean to drink.”

The other thing
that the Lord spoke about with pain concerned people who encounter Him out
of habit, of those who have lost their awe of each encounter with Him. That routine turns some people so lukewarm
that they have nothing new to tell Jesus when they receive Him. He also said that there were so many consecrated
souls who lose their enthusiasm of falling in love with the Lord, and have made
their vocation an occupation, a profession to which nothing more is given,
except that which is demanded of one, but without feeling…

Then the Lord
spoke to me about the fruits that must come from each communion that we
take.
It does happen that there are
people who receive the Lord daily but do not change their lives. They spend many hours in prayer and do many
works, etc. but their life does not go on transforming and a life that does not
transform cannot bear true fruits for the Lord. The merits we receive in the
Eucharist should bear the fruits of conversion in us and fruits of charity
toward our brothers and sisters.

We the laity have
a very important role in our Church. We
do not have the right to be silent because the Lord has sent us out, as all the
baptized, to go forth and announce
 the Good News. We do not have the right to absorb all this knowledge and not share it
with others and to allow our brothers to die of hunger when we have so much
bread in our hands.

We cannot watch
our Church crumble as we stay comfortable in our parishes and homes, receiving
and receiving so much from the Lord: His Word, the homilies of the priests, the
pilgrimages, the Mercy of God in the Sacrament of Reconciliation, the marvelous
union with the nourishment of communion, the talks of preachers.

In other words,
we are receiving so much and we do not have the courage to leave our comfort
zone and go to a jail, to a correctional institution, to speak to the
neediest. To go and tell them not to
give up, that they were born Catholic and that their Church needs them there,
suffering, because their suffering will serve to redeem others, because that
sacrifice will gain for them eternal life.

We are not
capable of going where the terminally ill are in the hospitals and by praying
the Divine Mercy Chaplet, helping them with our prayers during that time of
struggle between good and evil to free them from the snares and temptations of
the devil. Every dying person has fear
and
 just
taking their hand and talking to them about the love of God and the marvel that
awaits them in Heaven next to Jesus and Mary, next to their departed ones,
gives them comfort.

The hour in which
we currently live does not allow us to be indifferent. We must be an extension of the hands of our
priests and go where they cannot reach. But for this, we need courage. We must receive Jesus, live with Jesus, nourish ourselves with
Jesus.

We are afraid to
commit ourselves a little more and when the Lord says, “First seek the
Kingdom of God and the rest will be added onto you,”
He says it all,
brothers and sisters. It means to seek
the Kingdom of God, by all possible means and with all means and… to open your
hands in order to receive
 EVERYTHING in addition! This is because He
is the Master Who pays the best, the only One Who is attentive to your smallest
needs.


Brothers,
sisters, thank you for allowing me to carry out the mission that was entrusted
to me, that of having these pages reach you

The next time you
attend Holy Mass, live it. I know the

Lord will fulfill for you His promise that “your Mass will never again be the
same.” And when you receive Him, love
Him!

Experience the
sweetness of feeling yourself resting against the folds of His side, pierced
for you in order to leave you His Church and His Mother, to open for you the
doors to His Father’s House. Experience
this so that you are able to feel for yourself His Merciful Love by means of this
testimony
and try to reciprocate with your childlike love.

May God bless you
this Easter.

Your sister in the
Living Jesus,

Catalina

Lay Missionary of the Eucharistic Heart of Jesus

 

Comments on: "Catalina’s Testimony on the Holy Mass" (2)

  1. the correct title of this blog is Catalina’s Testimony on the Holy Mass. Wrong spelling Holy. : )

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