Ježiš pred Pilatom
16. 8. 2024
Then He came back and added: “My daughter, the pain which pierced Me the most during my
Passion was the affectation of the Pharisees. They feigned justice, but they were the most unjust.
They feigned sanctity, regularity, order, and they were the most perverted, outside of any rule, and
in full disorder. And while they pretended to honor God, they were honoring themselves, their
self-interest, their own comfort. Therefore, light could not enter into them, because their affected
manners were closing the doors to it, and pretense was the key which, closing them to death with
double locks, blocked obstinately even a few glimmers of light, to the point that Pilate, idolatrous,
found more light than the very Pharisees, because everything he did and said started not from
pretense, but, at most, from fear.
Potom sa vrátil a dodal: „Dcéra moja, bolesť, ktorá ma počas môjho života prebodávala najviac bola pretvárka farizejov. Predstierali spravodlivosť, no boli najviac nespravodliví. Predstierali svätosť, pravidelnosť, poriadok a boli najprevrátenejší, mimo akéhokoľvek pravidla a v plnom neporiadku. A zatiaľ čo oni predstierali, že ctia Boha, ctili seba, svojich vlastný záujem, vlastné pohodlie. Preto svetlo do nich nemohlo vstúpiť, pretože ich ovplyvnilo mravy pred ním zatvárali dvere a pretvárka bola kľúčom, ktorý ich zatváral na smrť dvojité zámky, tvrdohlavo blokované aj niekoľko zábleskov svetla, až do tej miery, že Pilát, modloslužobný, našiel viac svetla ako samotní farizeji, pretože všetko, čo robil a hovoril, nezačalo pretvárku, ale nanajvýš zo strachu.
“My daughter, do you want to know why I was stripped when I was scourged? In each mystery of
my Passion, first I occupied Myself with joining the split between the human will and the Divine, and
then with the offenses which this split produced. When man, in Eden, broke the bonds of the union
between the Supreme Will and his will, he stripped himself of the royal garments of my Will, and
clothed himself with the miserable rags of his will – weak, inconstant, impotent to doing anything
good. My Will was a sweet enchantment for him, which kept him absorbed within a most pure light,
which made him know nothing but His God, from whom he had come, and who gave him nothing
but innumerable happinesses. And he was so absorbed within the so much giving of his God to him,
that he would give not a thought to himself. Oh! how happy man was, and how the Divinity delighted
in giving him so many particles of His Being for as many as the creature can receive, in order to make
him similar to Himself. So, as soon as he broke the union of Our Will with his, he lost the royal
garment, he lost the enchantment, the light, the happiness. He looked at himself without the light of
my Will, and in looking at himself without the enchantment which kept him absorbed, he came to
know himself, he felt ashamed, he became afraid of God; so much so, that his very nature felt the sad
effects of this: he felt the cold and his nakedness, and felt the vital need to cover himself. Just as Our
Will kept him within the port of immense happinesses, so did his will put him in the port of miseries.
Our Will was everything for man, and in It he found everything. It was right that, having come out
of Us and living in Our Will as Our tender child, he would live of It; and this Will was to make up for
everything he needed. Therefore, as he wanted to live of his own will, he became needy of
everything, because the human will does not have the power to make up for all needs, nor does it
contain the fount of good within itself. So, he was forced to procure for himself, with hardship, the
necessary things of life. Do you see, then, what it means not to be united with my Will? Oh! if all
knew It, they would have one yearning alone: that my Will come to reign upon earth. So, had Adam
not withdrawn from the Divine Will, his nature also would have had no need of clothing; he would
not have felt ashamed of his nakedness, nor would he have been subject to suffering cold, heat,
hunger, weakness. But these natural things were almost nothing; rather, they were symbols of the
great good which his soul had lost.