Dear Holy Father,
Praised be Jesus Christ! All glory to the Most Holy Trinity on this Divine Mercy Sunday! Adoration to the Father of mercies, His adorable Son, and the sanctifying Spirit of Truth! May eternal hymns of thanksgiving and honor be offered to the God who has rescued humanity from it’s tragic fall, sending His Son to teach, suffer, die, and rise again, that the chambers of limbo may be emptied and the halls of heaven filled with the just.
Holy Father, you who hold the keys of Saint Peter and the power of binding and losing on earth and in heaven, who govern here below the kingdom of Christ our divine Savior, I write to you with the profoundest love and respect during this glorious season of victory over sin, death, and all the wicked powers of the fallen spirits – those cunning deceivers who strive to draw to the eternal pits of hell frail and tepid souls.
I have heard with the deepest sadness of the confusion and division that presently afflict the Church of Christ, and that you presently find yourself at the center of this chaos. How audacious is that lying murderous serpent to dare to approach the See of Peter, as if to proclaim his morbid errors from the very heart of Mother Church. As we know, all confusion that denies or obscures the doctrines and morals of the Church, that misleads well-meaning but simple souls, so that those who seek the saving Truth are unable to find it, or to discern the hard and narrow way of salvation from the broad and easy path of eternal perdition – all such confusion is the work of that pernicious preternatural tempter, Satan, the ancient serpent whose sole objective is to deprive, once and for all, God Almighty of His precious children.
I know you are aware of the divine inspirations I have received; even more, of the blessed promises our Most Merciful Lord delivered through his humble handmaid, requesting that I serve as His unworthy apostle and secretary of mercy. Yet, throughout these visions of hope and trust, Our Lord revealed to me as well many warnings of a horrible nature, scenes and proclamations of perpetual agony for unrepentant sinners. And I suspect, Holy Father, that such visions were revealed to me precisely for times such as these.
Therefore, I lovingly offer to you – no, Jesus Christ, the Lord of the universe, declares to you – the truth about these matters, so that you may recognize the signs of the times and urgently bring a resolution to the confusion and division that daily harass the Holy Roman and Catholic Church. For, although we have been promised that the powers of hell will never prevail against the Church of the Living God, still, this same promise has been tried as never before, so that many of the sincerest faithful, loving Christ’s Kingdom with all their hearts, are presently suffering trials of a purely spiritual type, such as would have caused the martyrs of ancient centuries to tremble. For even in the worst of times, the faithful were always certain that their proverbial houses were built on the firmest rock of divine revelation, rather than the shifting sands of human caprice. Hence, this scandalous mayhem must not be allowed to continue, for the salvation of countless souls is at risk, including the salvation of those shepherds whose solemn duty it is to lead Christ’s flock into the rich pastures of eternal truth – the same truth once delivered for all time by the supreme Good Shepherd, Christ Our Lord.
Holy Father, the following excerpts are taken directly from my Diary. They are a small selection of the passages that concern the existence of hell, its eternity, and the never-ending conditions of the many wretched souls who have merited to enter its firy caverns. Of course, all such private revelations can add nothing to that sublime deposit of faith delivered by Christ to the Apostles, and carried through the centuries on the Divine Spirit’s wings of Holy Scripture and Sacred Tradition. They simply emphasize that which Holy Mother Church has always, everywhere, and to everyone, proclaimed for the glory of God and the salvation of souls.
153: One day, I saw two roads. One was broad, covered with sand and flowers, full of joy, music, and all sorts of pleasures. People walked along it, dancing and enjoying themselves. They reached the end without realizing it. And at the end of the road there was a horrible precipice; that is, the abyss of hell. The souls fell blindly into it; as they walked, so they fell. And their number was so great that it was impossible to count them. And I saw the other road, or rather, a path, for it was narrow and strewn with thorns and rocks; and the people who walked along it had tears in their eyes, and all kinds of suffering befell them. Some fell down upon the rocks, but stood up immediately and went on. At the end of the road there was a magnificent garden filled with all sorts of happiness, and all these souls entered there. At the very first instant they forgot all their sufferings.
965: Jesus looked at me and said, Souls perish in spite of my bitter Passion. I am giving them the last hope of salvation; that is, the Feast of My Mercy. If they will not adore My mercy, they will perish for all eternity. Secretary of My mercy, write, tell souls about this great mercy of Mine, because the awful day, the day of My justice, is near.
1728: Write: I am Thrice Holy, and I detest the smallest sin. I cannot love a soul which is stained with sin; but when it repents, there is no limit to My generosity toward it. My mercy embraces and justifies it. With My mercy, I pursue sinners along all their paths, and My Heart rejoices when they return to Me. I forget the bitterness with which they fed My Heart and rejoice at their return.
Tell sinners that no one shall escape My hand, if they run away from My Merciful Heart, they will fall into My Just Hands. Tell sinners that I am always waiting for them, that I listen intently to the beating of their heart…when will it be for Me? Write, that I am speaking to them through their remorse of conscience, through their failures and sufferings, through thunderstorms, through the voice of the Church. And if they bring all my graces to naught, I begin to be angry with them, leaving them alone and giving them what they want.
741: Today, I was led by an angel to the chasms of hell. It is a place of great torture; how awesomely large and extensive it is! The kinds of torture I saw: the first torture that constitutes hell is the loss of God; the second is perpetual remorse of conscience; the third is that one’s condition will never change; the fourth is the fire that will penetrate the soul without destroying it- a terrible suffering, since it is a purely spiritual fire, lit by God’s anger; the fifth torture is continual darkness and a terrible suffocating smell, and, despite the darkness, the devils and the souls of the damned see each other and all the evil, both of others and their own; the sixth torture is the constant company of Satan; the seventh torture is horrible despair, hatred of God, vile words, curses and blasphemies. These are the tortures suffered by all the damned together, but that is not the end of the sufferings. There are special tortures destined for particular souls. These are the torments of the senses. Each soul undergoes terrible and indescribable sufferings, related to the manner in which it has sinned. There are caverns and pits of torture where one form of agony differs from another. I would have died at the very sight of these tortures if the omnipotence of God had not supported me. Let the sinner know that he will be tortured throughout eternity, in those senses which he made use of to sin. I am writing this at the command of God, so that no soul may find an excuse by saying there is no hell, or that nobody has ever been there, and so no one can say what it is like.
I, Sister Faustina, by the order of God, have visited the abysses of hell so that I may tell souls about it and testify to its existence. I cannot speak about it now, but I have received a command from God to leave it in writing. The devils were full of hatred for me, but they had to obey me at the command of God. What I have written is but a pale shadow of the things I saw. But I noticed one thing: that most of the souls there are those that disbelieved that there is a hell. When I came to, I could hardly recover from the fright. How terribly souls suffer there!
Holy Father, I ask that you would reflect especially on this last vision. The denial of hell, its eternity, and the truth that both angelic and human beings will be punished there forever – such a denial is a pernicious heresy that itself can bear eternal loss, as I painfully recounted in the above Diary passages.
I must emphasize the most outstanding warnings to all preachers and teachers of the faith, especially those who mistakenly believe that, if only they speak no longer about a particular doctrine, the reality on which that doctrine is based will cease to be real. No, it is impossible for the creature to alter in any way the truths established by the Creator. Nor did Christ reveal His Holy Gospel so that sinners could whimsically select from it only what they liked, or only what was popular among the lukewarm masses, and omit the rest. God forbid! Even a claim of ignorance of hell will provide no protection from it. To the contrary:
” I am writing this at the command of God, so that no soul may find an excuse by saying there is no hell, or that nobody has ever been there, and so no one can say what it is like.”
“But I noticed one thing: that most of the souls there are those that disbelieved that there is a hell.”
In closing, Holy Father, if you would pardon my boldness in offering you one small piece of advice. For the good of the Church, scrap the Scalfari interviews. Have nothing to do with that proud heathen, whose “reconstructions” of papal interviews are only calculated efforts to place heresy on your lips, for the purposes of confusing and dividing the faithful and emboldening the many heretics in the Church who have long been betraying the True Faith by spewing such lies. After all, that mischievous atheist to whom you have revealed your heart is not so deeply moved by your accompanying him in his unbelief as to actually become a believer himself. On the contrary, he has only devised a means of hijacking the sublime Petrine Ministry in order to promote his own unbelief. And you, apparently, have either overlooked this strategy, or else – Lord have mercy on us all – are pleased to see the denials of defined Catholic teaching seemingly acquire a dignity and status, such as only your lofty office could render. No, Holy Father, I tremble at such a thought, at so malevolent a suggestion. I cannot believe it. Yet, I cannot deny that such has been the inevitable effect of these miserable interviews, and such will be the predictable effect of any future encounters with this vandal.
Praised be Jesus Christ! I pray that you will kindly receive this letter from your servant, and recognize in it nothing other than the purest love for Our Lord, love for His Bride, and love for you, as you carry out your difficult ministry on behalf of all the Christian faithful of every continent and condition. May the risen Lord guide and strengthen you, and one day find abundant reasons to reward you with the happy and beautiful vision of His Glorious Face!
Your Servant in Jesus Christ,
Sister Maria Faustina Kowalska
Jesus, I trust in Thee
[Please note, this is an entirely imaginary letter of my own making. But the remarkable excerpts from St. Faustina’s Diary are real and accurate.]