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Women of Courage Called to Battle MOC cenacle, 8/7/21 “I soon after saw Mary and Magdalen approach the pillar where Jesus had been scourged; the mob was at a distance, and they were partly concealed by other holy women; they knelt down on the ground near the pillar, and wiped up the sacred blood with the linen which Claudia Procles had sent. John was not at that time with the holy women, who were about 20 in number.” (The Dolorous Passion of Our Lord Jesus Christ, Anne Catherine Emmerich, p. 225) White Cloth, 6/22/06  As I was praying the rosary, I began to see Mary interiorly, on her knees, soaking up the Blood of Christ. I then saw myself kneeling next to her, imitating her. Suddenly, I was prostrated on the ground over the Blood. I felt like if my body became the white cloth, and my body was now soaking up the precious Blood. I then saw Jesus laying on the ground, the way He looked in the movie, The Passion of the Christ, right after He was scourged. My right hand was extended forward as I laid there. I could see Jesus, but I could not seem to move. Mary then knelt between the two of us and placed the hand of Jesus on top of my hand, and she remained kneeling between both of us.  White Cloth Soaking Up the Blood of Christ, 2/28/11 It was in the scourging that I lost the greatest amount of Blood. I was beaten by the hatred of the past, present, and future. I received the hatred of the world upon My Body. I, the perfect, pure Martyr of Love, took upon Myself all the hatred of humanity. The only antidote for hatred is love. My Mother soaked up My Precious Blood with towels representing her body as My living chalice. Mary Magdalene imitated her. You, My Mothers and Missionaries of the Cross, are also called to imitate My Mother. Allow your bodies to prostrate themselves on My Precious Blood, soaking up My Blood with your lives, thus becoming My living chalices.  How, my Lord, do we do this? By loving when you are misunderstood, laughed at, judged, persecuted, condemned, ridiculed…. During your days, instead of talking so much, contemplate My Precious Blood on the ground and your bodies as My Mother’s living cloth soaking it up.  2/24/14 As I prayed before the Blessed Sacrament, I saw interiorly myself kneeling as I gazed at the face of Jesus crucified. Then Mary came next to me and placed a veil over my head, and she began to teach me about the meaning of the veil for women. I was not writing as she spoke; I was only listening. This is what I wrote of what I remember: Veil – consecrated to God; pure, silent, consolers of the Sacred Heart of Jesus ·      We (MOC) receive the precious Blood that fell to the ground; the Blood discarded by hardened souls. ·      Mary collected the Blood on the ground (as in the movie, The Passion of Christ), the Blood that was going to be trampled, forgotten...This white cloth that Mary used soaked in the Precious Blood of Jesus is the veil of the MOC.  ·      We wear over our heads the Blood that is being rejected by souls. ·      We suffer hidden in our hearts the hardness of hearts of many souls.  ·      We are covered, anointed, by the precious Blood rejected by hardened souls.  ·      We live consumed in these hidden sorrows, which are the groans of the Sacred Heart of Jesus.  ·      We gaze at Abba as He gazes at His daughters consecrated in the rejected Blood of His Son, and we supplicate in Christ’s groans for grace for the most hardened souls.  Holy Warriors The MOC are women of great zeal and courage as God’s warriors of love fighting Satan as one with Mary and freeing many souls from his deception:  My daughters, you are My warriors of love...