Nel quarto mistero del dolore si considera la salita al calvario sotto il grande peso della croce Lucifer: Are you still bragging about that miracle of yours? You don`t look too good to me. You look somewhat tired. You need some help? I am here. I will help you... If you... God: Don`t make me laugh Lucifer. And thank you for reminding me... about the miracle... It feels me with joy and it almost soothes my pains and my weariness. Lucifer: You are a mess. You are carrying a cross that your body cannot possibly bear, you have a crown of thorns pricking your forehead, your body is completely lacerated from head to toe, how could you say that you could be soothed by a miracle... Is it a miracle that you made? God: All miracles come from Me, Lucifer. But this time, I didn`t raise my hand, or even said "let this miracle happen", although I did expect it. Lucifer, the miracle is a consequence of your actions... I am actually the beneficiary of your actions this time around... Amazing. I can almost laugh in pain or not in pain. Lucifer: Have I become a saint? God: Don`t kid yourself. Lucifer: Then what? God: Let`s just say that for every moment of this living miracle, every thorn seems to be taken away from my forehead… Lucifer: That can`t be right. We`ve decided that you have to have thorns in your forehead, and thorns you will have. God: Your decision is not necessarily the ultimate one. One can wear thorns and yet be as joyful as a lark. It is just a façade, Lucifer. The power lies on my belief that it will happen. Yes, it is required that I have to suffer, but eventually, it will happen. And then the suffering will be worthwhile because it will generate faith amongst my believers, my followers. Lucifer: At the moment people are following you to your death... God: Precisely, Lucifer. I am not alone. I have company. You said it yourself. They may be snearing at me. They may be pitying me... the point is, they are following me. Lucifer: They only want to see you dead. God: That is what they think. That is what you think. My sacrifice will change their mind... and do not forget the miracle has already started... and it is ongoing... and it doesn`t seem that it is going to stop... Lucifer: You and this miracle of yours... why don`t you look at yourself and realise how you look at this moment. Stop bragging about your power. You have no power left. You are completely at the mercy of people... mean people... who are ready to crucify you. And to think that I could save you. God: : Look, some people are approaching... They are wiping the blood from my face... Is it pity? If they want me dead, why do they do this? And why do they look so miserable in seeing Me like this? Lucifer: Well, they have to make sure that you can see where you are going? They are wiping the blood from your eyes, so that you can see, that's all. God: And look at this man, he is helping me to carry the cross... doesn`t that mean anything to you? Lucifer: Jesus, you are completed exhausted. He didn`t even want to help you. He was forced to do it. Jesus, you are about to be crucified. We did it. So much for your power. God: No. Lucifer. My power is here. The power lies in My suffering, in My sacrifice, in My being ready to die for what I preached earlier. See Lucifer, I wasn`t just a preacher, I wasn`t just a prophet, amongst people. I was the One who had to save them. People may not have believed Me while I was preaching earlier, but in seeing me ready to die for what I preached earlier, will make them understand that this is the way to salvation. The power is in the very sacrifice till the end of my human life. Unlike you, Lucifer, I live and die by what I say. You are only a lier. You say one thing but you do another. You promise them this and that... but you fail to deliver. And of course you can`t deliver, because in order to deliver your promises, you have to steal. You do not own anything, you are only a blabber mouth, full of lust and deceipt. I will abide by my words. I love my people, and I will draw them back to me, and I can speak, because I have the means to do it. And if death is what it takes, than death is the answer. In my sacrifice, people will see the extent of my love for them. They will see the power of my will, a power that will become theirs, should they decide to love me. And I am the power, the very power that defeats death itself. Chapter 10 Go back to start...