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March 1983, Volume VI, Number
3

THE WORSHIP of the devil that is now
spreading across the U.S.A. and other countries is a fearful reminder of
the existence of that most malignant spirit, a reminder also that he has
great power to intervene in the affairs of the human race and to drag
human beings to hell with him for all eternity. To forestall the devil,
and to warn humanity, Our Lady showed a vision of hell to the three
children at Fatima. God confirmed this vision of hell, along with all the
other revelations, by the great miracle of the sun on the following
October 13th.
There is therefore a
hell, but one would scarcely know this by going to church in the sixties
and seventies. Betraying the Gospel and the very words of Christ Himself,
preachers are deliberately refusing to speak of hell from the pulpit and
they must be prepared to face, on the Last Day, the frightful accusations
of souls damned forever because these warnings were unjustly withheld from
them. For it has been laid down many times that the People of God are
entitled to have the full Gospel of Our Lord Jesus Christ preached to them
and not a version watered down to suit the whims of individual
priests.
All through history God
has permitted chosen souls to have visions of hell, so that a constant
stream of warnings would be relayed to the People of God of the fearful
Judgment to come when all of us must answer to the most strict Judge for
the gifts and talents that have been entrusted to us for the few brief
years of our life on earth.
We publish below some
warnings to saintly souls, excerpted from the book Heaven or Hell,
by George Panneton.
Saint Veronica Giuliani
(1660-1727), had memorable visions of Hell. Here are some
extracts:
February 14, 1694, she saw Hell
opened. Many souls were falling into it, hideous and black, and
terrifying to behold. They disappeared into the middle of the flames ...
She could hear the howls and blasphemies of the damned, and with it all
there was a stench, and horrible darkness.
January 27, 1716, Mary, appearing
to the saint, summoned two angels to be her guardians and lead her in
spirit to the gates of Hell ... She found herself facing a darksome
place, deep and stinking, out of which came noises of animals, the
hissing of snakes, dreadful voices, and claps of
thunder.
She perceived a tall mountain,
all covered with serpents and vipers. Curses were issuing from beneath
them, then the mountain opened and seemed to be full of damned souls and
demons holding them bound with chains of fire ...
She saw other mountains, the
scenes of torments even more cruel. In the center of this infernal abode
was raised up a throne. There sat Lucifer, a frightful sight to see. He
seemed to have a head-piece composed of a hundred heads, all stuck with
spears, and on the butt of each there was a sort of eye, emitting spurts
of fire, which set all Hell ablaze. The number of demons and damned was
incalculable; yet each of these beheld this horrible head and received
from Lucifer torment upon torment. He saw them all, and all of them saw
him.
"Here," she said, "my angels gave
me to understand that, just as in Heaven the sight of God brings
happiness to all the saints, so here in Hell that dreadful form of
Lucifer, that hellish monster, brings torment to the damned. Their
greatest punishment is loss of God; this is the pain that Lucifer
endures the first of all, and then the rest of them participate in it.
He blasphemes, and all blaspheme; he curses, and so do they; he suffers
and is in torture, and all suffer and are in torture too.
"I believe," she said finally,
"that if I had not had my angels with me, and had not been fortified by
my dear Mother, I would have died of horror. All I have told of it is a
mere nothing, and all that I have heard of it from preachers is nothing
at all, when compared with what I saw."
Here now is a vision of
the Venerable Bernard-Francois de Hoyos:
January 9, 1730, the Venerable
Bernard-Francois, while making the Spiritual Exercises, had a terrible
vision. At God's command, his Angel Guardian conducted him to the edge
of the abyss of Hell.
"I saw," he said, "an immense sea
of fire; some of the damned, driven by fury, came forth from it, but
fell back at once, thrown in by the devils, and dragged toward the
abyss.
"Then I beheld the particular
forms of punishment which are dealt to the unchaste, the covetous, the
malicious, and others. Overcome at the sight of these monstrosities, I
averted by eyes ... After we had gone a long way farther, my angel said
to me: 'Come and look, and write down what you see.'
"The path I was
following gaped before me, and I saw a hollow cave even more horrible
than the first. Here were imprisoned unworthy priests, guilty of
sacrilege. These wretches suffered more than the rest of the damned.
They were tormented especially in those parts of the body which had
touched the Sacred Host —their hands were like burning coals; their
tongues were torn and hanging out of their mouth; their hearts were
consumed with intense fire, a prey to frightful pain
..."
More recently, in 1922,
at Poitiers, a religious of the Society of the Sacred Heart of Jesus,
Sister Josefa Menendez, also had several visions of Hell. Here are some
details of these:
One of the damned souls cried
out: 'This is my torture ... that I want to love and cannot; there is
nothing left in me but hatred and despair. If one of us could so much as
make a single act of love ... this would no longer be hell ... But we
cannot, we live on hatred and malevolence ..."
Some yell because of the
martyrdom of their hands. Perhaps they were thieves, for they say:
'Where is our loot now? Cursed hands ... Why did I want to possess what
did not belong to me ... and what in any case I could only keep for a
few days?'
Others curse their tongues, their
eyes ... whatever was the occasion of their sin ... 'Now, O body, you
are paying the price of the delights you granted yourself! ... and you
did it of your own free will ...'
I saw many worldly people fall
into hell, and no words can render their horrible and terrifying cries:
'Damned forever ... I deceived myself .... I am lost ... I am here
forever! ... There is no remedy possible! ... a curse on
me!'
Reprinted with the
permission of Don Bosco 's "Madonna," March 1980.
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