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             Judas Iscariotes (apóstolo)
                   SUPLEMENTO: Revelações privadas de videntes católicos sobre Judas Iscariotes (Não reconhecidas oficialmente pela Igreja)
                         Revelação da vidente Maria Valtorta sobre o apóstolo Judas Iscariotes

 Judas, ao ser flagrado por Jesus roubando, dispara uma chuva de insultos e acusações injustas; Jesus, em resposta, dispara uma chuva de verdades sobre ele

^{[Maria Valtorta comments:]} they ^{[Jesus e John]} go towards the house of Mary of Jacob, talking to each other, and they go in through the kitchen garden little gate, which is always left ajar.
The house is silent and empty. John sees a pitcher full of water laid on the floor, and probably thinking that the old lady had put it there before being called to assist the woman in childbed, he picks it up and goes towards a room that is closed. Jesus loiters in the corridor taking off His mantle and folding it with His customary care before putting it on the chest in the vestibule.
John opens the door and utters «ah!» almost in terror. He drops the pitcher and covers his eyes with his hands, bending as if to grow smaller, to disappear, not to see. From the room comes the noise of coins falling on the floor tinkling.
Jesus is already at the door. It took me longer to describe the scene than it took Him to arrive. He vehemently pushes aside John who moans: «Away! Go away!». He opens the door that was ajar and goes in.
It is the room where they take their meals, now that the women are there. In it there are two old coffers reinforced with iron fittings and in front of one of them, opposite the door, there is Judas livid, his eyes full of anger and dismay at the same time with a bag in his hands… The coffer is open… there are coins on the floor and more fall on it from an open bag, half inclined on the edge of the coffer. Everything testifies, in a manner that leaves no doubt to what was happening. Judas entered the house, he opened the coffer and stole. He was stealing.
No one speaks. No one moves. But it is worse than if they all shouted and rushed at one another. Three statues. Judas the demon, Jesus the Judge, John terrorised by the revelation of his companion’s baseness.
The hand of Judas holding the bag trembles, and the coins in it tinkle with a dull sound.
John is trembling from head to foot, and although he still has his hands pressed against his mouth, his teeth are chattering while his frightened eyes look more at Jesus than at Judas.
Jesus does not quiver. He is straight and glacial, so stiff as to be glacial. At last He takes a step, He makes a gesture, and utters one word. A step towards Judas; a gesture: to make a sign to John to withdraw; a word: «Go!»
But John is afraid and moans: «No! No! Don’t send me away. Let me stay here. I will not say anything… but leave me here, with You.»
^{[Jesus says:]} «Go away! Be not afraid! Close all the doors… and if anybody comes… whoever it may be… even My Mother… do not let them come here. Go! Obey!»
^{[John says:]} «Lord!…» John is so entreating and broken-hearted that he seems to be the guilty one.
^{[Jesus says:]} «Go, I tell you. Nothing will happen. Go» and Jesus moderates His order by laying His hand on the head of His Favourite and caressing it. And I now see that His hand is trembling. And John feels that it is trembling and takes it and kisses it with a sob that says so many things. He goes out.
Jesus bolts the door. He turns around to look at Judas who must be really crushed if he, who is so daring, dare not say one word or make one gesture. Jesus goes straight in front of him, going around the table, which is in the middle of the room. I cannot say whether He moves fast or slow. I am too frightened by His face to be able to measure time. I can see His eyes and I am afraid like John. Judas himself is afraid, he draws back between the coffer and a wide open window, the red light of which, as it is sunset, is projected on Jesus. What a sight are Jesus’ eyes! He does not say one word. But when He sees a kind of picklock stick out from the belt of Judas’ tunic, He has a fearful outburst of rage. He raises His arm with its clenched fist as if He wanted to strike the thief, and His lips begin to utter the word: «Cursed!» or «Curse!». But He controls Himself. He stops His arm that was about to strike, and He breaks the word at the first three letters. And with an effort of self-control that makes His whole body tremble, He just unclenches His fist and lowers His raised arm to the level of the bag that Judas has in his hand and He snatches it and throws it on the floor, saying in a dull voice while He tramples on bag and coins and scatters them with controlled but dreadful fury: «Away! Filth of Satan! Cursed gold! Spittle of hell! Snake’s poison! Away!»
Judas who uttered a stifled cry when he saw Jesus on the point of cursing him, does not react any further.
But another cry is heard from beyond the closed door when Jesus throws the bag on the floor. And John’s cry irritates the thief. It gives him back his demoniac daring. It makes him furious. He almost flings himself on Jesus shouting: «You had me spied upon to bring dishonour on me.
Spied by a foolish boy ^{[referring to John]} who cannot even keep quiet. Who will shame me in front of everybody! That’s what You wanted. In any case…
Yes. That’s what I want, too. I want that! To force You to drive me away! To force You to curse me! To curse me! To curse me! I have tried everything to make You reject me.»
^{[Maria Valtorta comments:]} He is hoarse with rage and as ugly as a demon. He is panting as if something were choking him.
In a low but dreadful voice Jesus repeats to him: «Thief! Thief! Thief!» and He ends saying: «A thief today.
A murderer tomorrow. Like Barabbas. Worse than him.»
^{[Maria Valtorta comments:]} He breathes that word on his face as they are now very close to each other, at each sentence of the other.
Judas takes breath and replies: «Yes. A thief. Through Your fault. All the evil I do is attributable to You, and You never get tired of ruining me. You save everybody. You give love and honours to everybody.
You accept sinners, prostitutes do not disgust You, You treat thieves, usurers and Zacchaeus’ procurers in a friendly way, You welcome the spy of the Temple as if he were the Messiah. You fool! And You have appointed an ignorant man as our chief ^{[referring to Peter]}, an excise-man as Your treasurer ^{[referring to Matthew]}, a fool as Your confidant ^{[referring to John]}. But with me, You ration even farthings, You do not leave me a coin, You keep me close to You as a galley-slave is tied to the rowing bench, You do not even want us, I say us, but it is I, only I who must not accept the offerings of pilgrims. Because You do not want me to touch money, You ordered everyone not to take money from anybody. Because You hate me. Well: I hate You, too! You were not able to strike and curse me a little while ago. Your curse would have reduced me to ashes. Why did You not lay Your curse upon me? I would have preferred that, rather than see You so inept, so enfeebled such a finished defeated man…»
^{[Jesus says:]} «Be quiet!»
^{[Judas Iscariot says:]} «No! Are You afraid that John may hear? Are You afraid that at long last he may realise who You are and he may leave You? Ah! So You are afraid, although You play the hero! Yes, You are afraid! And You are afraid of me. You are frightened! That’s why You could not curse me. That’s why You pretend to love me whereas You hate me! To blandish me! To keep me quiet. You know that I am powerful. You know that I am the power. The power that hates You and will defeat You! I promised You that I will follow You until death offering You everything, and I have offered You everything, and I will be near You until Your hour and mine. What a magnificent king who cannot curse and drive people away! King of clouds! Idol king!
Foolish king! Liar! Betrayer of Your own destiny. You have always despised me, since the first time we met. You have not corresponded to me. You thought You were wise. You are an idiot. I taught You the good road. But You… Oh! You are the pure one! You are the creature that is man but is God, and You despise the advice of the Intelligent One. You have been mistaken since the first moment and You are mistaken.
You … You are … Ah!»
^{[Maria Valtorta comments:]} The torrent of words stops suddenly and a lugubrious silence replaces so much clamour and a lugubrious stillness after so many gestures. Because, while I was writing without being able to say what was happening, Judas, bending just like a wild dog that points a prey and approaches it ready to dash on it, has come closer and closer to Jesus, with a face that it was impossible to look at his fingers hooked like claws, his elbows pressed against his sides as if he were on the point of assailing Jesus, Who does not show the least sign of fear and moves turning around to open the door with His back to the other, who could attack Him seizing Him by His neck. But he does not do that and Jesus opens the door and looks to see whether John has really gone away. The corridor is empty and almost dark, as John has closed the door opening onto the kitchen garden after going out. Jesus then bolts the door and leans against it, waiting, without a gesture or word, for the fury to abate.
I am not competent, but I do not think that I am wrong. If I say that Satan himself spoke through Judas’lips and that this is a moment of obvious possession by Satan of the perverted apostle, who is already on the threshold of the Crime and is damned through his own will. The very manner how the torrent of words stopped, leaving the apostle dumbfounded, reminds me of other scenes of possession seen in the three years of Jesus public life.
Jesus, leaning against the door, all white against the dark wood, does not make the least gesture. Only His eyes, powerful in grief and fervour look at the apostle. If one could say that eyes pray, I should say that Jesus’ eyes are praying while He looks at the wretch. Because not only authority transpires from those eyes, which are so distressed, but also the fervour of prayer. Then, towards the end of Judas’ words, Jesus opens His arms, so far held pressed against His body, but He does not open them to touch Judas or to make any gesture towards him, or to raise them towards the sky. He opens them horizontally, taking the posture of the Crucified, there, against the dark wood and the reddish wall. It was then that the last words from Judas’ lips slow down and he utters that «Ah!» that interrupts his speech.
Jesus remains still, with His arms stretched out, with His eyes always fixed on the apostle, with a look of sorrow and prayer. And Judas, like one coming out of delirium, rubs his forehead and sweaty face with his hand… he thinks, he recollects, and remembering everything he collapses on the floor, whether weeping or not, I do not know. He certainly falls on the floor, as if his strength failed him.
Jesus lowers His eyes and arms, and in a low but clear voice He says:
«Well? Do I hate you? I could strike you with My foot, I could tread on you calling you "worm", I could curse you, as I freed you from the power that makes you rave. You thought that My impossibility to curse you was weakness. Oh! it is not weakness! It is because I am the Saviour. And the Saviour cannot curse.
He can save. He wants to save… You said: "I am the strength. The strength that hates You and will defeat You". I also am the Strength, nay, I am the only Strength. But My strength is not hatred. It is love. And love does not hate and does not curse, never.
The Strength could also win single battles, like this one between you and Me, between Satan who is in you, and Me, and remove your master ^{[the Devil]} from you, for good, as I did now by transforming Myself into the sign that saves, the Tau that Lucifer abhors. It could win also these single battles as it will win the oncoming one against incredulous murderous Israel, against the world and against Satan defeated by Redemption. It could win also these single battles as it will win the last one, remote for those who count by centuries, close at hand for those who measure time with the measure of eternity. But of what avail would it be to infringe the perfect rules of My Father? Would it be justice? Would it be merit? No. It would be neither justice nor merit. It would not be justice with regards to guilty men, who have not been deprived of the freedom of being so, and who on the last day could ask Me the reason for their damnation and reproach Me for My partiality for you alone. Ten thousand and one hundred thousand people, seventy times ten thousand and one hundred thousand people will commit the same sins as yours and will become demons through their own wills, and they will be the offenders of God, the torturers of their fathers and mothers, killers, thieves, liars, adulterers, lewd and sacrilegious people, and in the end deicides, killing the Christ materially on a day close at hand, killing Him spiritually in future times. And each of them could say to Me, when I will come to separate lambs from billy-goats, to bless the former and curse, then, yes, to curse the latter, to curse them because there will be no further redemption then, but glory or damnation, to curse them once again after cursing them individually at their death, first, and at their individual judgement. Because man, and you know this because you have heard Me say so a hundred, a thousand times, because man can save himself while he is alive, up to his last breath. An instant, a thousandth of a minute is sufficient for a soul to say everything to God, to ask to be forgiven and obtain absolution… Each of them, I was saying, each of these damned souls could say to Me: "Why did You not tie us to Good, as You did with Judas?". And they would be right.
Because every man is born with the same natural and supernatural things: a body, a soul. And while the body, being generated by men, may be more or less robust and healthy at birth, the soul, created by God, is the same for everybody, endowed by God with the same properties and gifts. Between the soul of John, I mean the Baptist, and yours, there was no difference, when they were infused into your bodies. And yet I tell you that, even if Grace had not presanctified him, so that the Herald of the Christ might be without stain, as all those who announce Me ought to be, at least with regards to actual sins, his soul would have been, would have become, quite different from yours. Nay, yours would have become quite different from his. Because he would have preserved his soul in the freshness of innocence, nay, he would have adorned it more and more with justice complying with the will of God, Who wishes you to be just, developing the gratuitous gifts received with greater and greater heroic perfection. You instead…
You have ruined and dissipated your soul and the gifts God had given it. What have you done with your free will? What with your intellect? Have you kept for your spirit the freedom that belonged to it? Have you used the intelligence of your mind intelligently? No, you have not. You who do not want to obey Me, I do not say Me-Man, but not even Me-God, you have obeyed Satan. You have used the intelligence of your mind and the freedom of your spirit to understand Darkness. Voluntarily. Good and Evil were placed before you. You chose Evil. Nay, only Good was placed before you: I. Your eternal Creator, Who followed the evolution of your soul, Who was aware of such evolution because the Eternal Thought is aware of everything that happens since Time began to exist, placed Good before you, Good only, because He knows that you are weaker than an alga growing in a ditch.
You shouted to Me that I hate you. Now, as I am One with the Father and with the Love, One here as One in Heaven – because if there are two Natures in Me, and the Christ, because of His human nature and until victory will free Him from human limitations, is at Ephraim and cannot be elsewhere at the same moment ^{[Ephraim is the name of the place where they are]}; as God, the Word of God, I am in Heaven as on the Earth as My Divinity is always omnipresent and omnipotent – now, as I am One with the Father and the Holy Spirit, the charge you made against Me, you made it against God One and Trine. Against that God Father Who created you out of love, against that God Son Who became Incarnate to save you out of love, against that God Spirit Who has spoken to you so many times to instil good wishes into you, out of love. Against that God One and Trine Who has loved you so much, Who brought you on My way, making you blind to the world to give you time to see Me, deaf to the world, to enable you to hear Me. And you!… And you!… After seeing and hearing Me, after coming freely to the Good, realising with your intellect that that was the only path of true glory, you rejected the Good and you have freely given yourself to Evil. But if through your free will you wanted that, if you have always more and more rudely rejected My hand that was offered to you to pull you out of the vortex, if you have always moved farther and farther away from the harbour to plunge into the raging sea of passions, of Evil, can you say to Me, to Him from Whom I come, to Him Who formed Me as Man to try to save you, can you say that We have hated you?
You reproached Me for wanting what is evil for you… Also a sick child reproaches the doctor and his mother for the bitter medicines they make him drink and for the things he wishes to have and they deny him for his own good. Has Satan made you so blind and mad that you do not understand the true nature of the action I took on your behalf, and that you can call malevolence and wish to ruin you what is a provident cure of your Master, of your Saviour, of your Friend to restore you to health? I kept you close to Me… I took money away from your hands. I prevented you from touching that cursed metal that drives you crazy… But do you not know, do you not feel that it is like one of those magic potions that bring about an unquenchable thirst, and produce in the blood a fierce heat, a fury that leads one to death? I can read your thoughts. You are asking yourself: "Why, then, for such a long time You allowed me to be the administrator of the money?" Why? Because if I had prevented you from touching money earlier, you would have sold yourself and you would have stolen earlier. You sold yourself just the same because there was little you could steal… But I had to try to avoid that without doing violence to your freedom.
Gold is your ruin. Because of gold you have become lustful and treacherous…»
^{[Judas Iscariot says:]} «There You are! You believed Samuel’s words! I am not.»
^{[Maria Valtorta comments:]} Jesus, Who had become more and more animated in speaking, without ever assuming a violent tone or threatening punishment, suddenly utters a cry of authority, I would say a cry of anger. He darts a furious look at Judas who has raised his face to speak those words and imposes «Be quiet!» in a voice that sounds like the roar of thunder.
Judas falls back on his heels again and speaks no more.
There is silence and Jesus with visible effort recomposes His humanity in such a composure and with such powerful control that testifies by itself the divinity that is in Him. He resumes speaking in His usual voice that is warm and kind also when it is severe, persuasive, conquering… Demons only can resist that voice.
^{[Jesus says:]} «I am not in need of information from Samuel or anybody else to know what you do. But, you wretch! Do you know in front of Whom you are? It is true! You say that you do not understand My parables any longer. You no longer understand My words. Poor wretch! You do not even understand yourself any more.
You do not even understand good and evil any more. Satan, to whom you have given yourself in many ways, Satan whom you have followed in all the temptations he presented to you, has made you stupid.
And yet once you understood Me. You believed that I am He Who I am! And you still retain a clear memory of that. And can you believe that the Son of God, that God needs the words of a man to know the thought and the actions of another man? You are not yet perverted to such an extent as not to believe that I am God, and that is where your greatest fault lies. The proof that you believe Me to be such is that you are afraid of My wrath. You realise that you are not struggling against a man, but against God Himself, and you shiver. You shiver, Cain, because you can but see and think of God as the Avenger of Himself and of innocents. You are afraid that it may happen to you as it happened to Korah, Dathan and Abiram [20] and their followers. And yet, as you know Who I am, you struggle against Me. I should say to you:
"Cursed!". But I would no longer be the Saviour…
You would like Me to reject you. You do everything, you say, to achieve that. Such reason does not justify your actions. Because it is not necessary to commit sin in order to part from Me. You can do that, I tell you. I have been telling you since Nob, when you came back to Me, one pure morning, filthy with lies and lust, as if you had come out of hell to fall into the mud of a pigsty, or on the litter of libidinous monkeys, and I had to struggle against Myself not to repel you with the tip of My sandal like a revolving rag and to check the nausea that was upsetting not only My spirit but also My bowels. I have always told you. Even before accepting you. Even before coming here. Then, I made that speech just for you, only for you. But you always wanted to stay. For your own ruin. You! My greatest grief! But you, o heretical founder of a large family that will come after you, you think and say that I am above sorrow. No. I am only above sin. I am only above ignorance. Above the former, because I am God. Above the latter, because there can be no ignorance in the soul unspoiled by the Original Sin. But I am speaking to you as a Man, as the Man, as Adam the Redeemer Who has come to make amends for the Sin of Adam the sinner, and to show what man would have been if he had remained as he was created: innocent. Among the gifts given by God to that Adam was there not an intelligence without impairment and a very great science, as the union with God instilled the light of the Almighty Father into His blessed son? I, the new Adam; am above sin through My own will…
One day, a long time ago, you were surprised that I had been tempted, and you asked Me whether I had ever yielded to temptation. Do you remember? And I replied to you. Yes, as I could reply to you…
Because since then you were such… an impoverished man that it was useless to open the most precious pearls of Christ’s virtues under your eyes. You would not have understood their value and… you would have mistaken them for… stones, as they were of such an exceptional size. Also in the desert I replied to you repeating the words, the meaning of the words I had spoken to you that evening while going towards Gethsemane. If John or also Simon Zealot had repeated that question to Me, I would have replied in a different manner, because John is pure and he would not have asked with the malice with which you asked, as you were full of malice… and because Simon is an old wise man, and although he is not unacquainted with life, as John is, he has achieved that wisdom that can contemplate every episode without being upset in its ego. But they did not ask Me whether I had yielded to temptations, to the most common temptation, to that temptation. Because in the irreproachable purity of the former there are no memories of lust, and in the contemplative mind of the latter there is so much light to see purity shine in Me.
You asked… and I replied to you. As I could. With that prudence that must never be separated from sincerity, both being holy in the eyes of God. That prudence that is like the treble veil, stretched between the Holy and the people, to conceal the secret of the King[21]. That prudence that adapts words to the person listening to them, to his intellectual power of understanding, to his spiritual purity and to his justice. Because certain truths mentioned to corrupt people become for them the object of laughter, not of veneration…
I do not know whether you remember all those words. I do.
And I am repeating them here, just now that we are both on the brink of the Abyss. Because… But it is not necessary to say that. I said in the desert, in reply to the question that My first explanation had not satisfied: "The Master never felt that He was superior to man to be the ‘Messiah’, on the contrary knowing that He was the Man, He wanted to be so in everything except sin. To be masters it is necessary to have been pupils. I knew everything as God. My divine intelligence was able to make Me understand also the struggles of man through intellectual power and intellectually. But one day some poor friend of Mine could have said: ‘You do not know what it means to be a man and to have senses and passions’. It would have been a just reproach. I came here to get ready not only for My mission, but also for temptation. A satanic temptation. Because man could not have had power over Me. Satan came when My solitary union with God ceased and I perceived that I was the Man with real flesh subject to the weaknesses of the flesh: hunger, tiredness., thirst, cold. I felt matter with its needs, morale with its passions. And if through My will I subdued evil passions at birth, I allowed the holy ones to grow". Do you remember those words? And I also said, the first time, to you, to you alone: "Life is a holy gift and is to be loved holily. Life is a means serving a purpose, which is eternity". I said: "Then let us give life what it needs to last and to serve the spirit in its conquest: continence of the flesh in its lusts, continence of the mind in its wishes, continence of the heart in all the passions belonging to humanity, infinite ardour for Heavenly passions, love for God and our neighbour, goodwill to serve God and our neighbour, obedience to the voice of God, heroism in good and in virtue".
Then you told Me that I was able to do that because I was holy, but you could not do it because you were a young man, full of life. As if to be young and strong were an excuse to be vicious, and only old and sick people, being impotent, because of their age or weakness to do what you were thinking, burning as you are with lewdness, were free from sensual temptations! I could have replied to you with many arguments, then. But you were not able to understand them. You are not able even now, but at least now you cannot smile with your incredulous smile, if I tell you that a healthy man can be chaste, if he does not accept the allurements of the demon and of senses, of his own free will. Chastity is spiritual love, it is an impulse that influences the body and pervades it all, elevating, scenting and preserving it. He who is imbued with chastity has no room for any other evil incentives. Corruption does not affect him. There is no room for it. And then! Corruption does not enter one from the outside. It is not an impulse penetrating inside from the outside. It is an impulse that from inside, from the heart, from thoughts comes out and penetrates and pervades the exterior: the flesh. That is why I said[22] that corruption comes from the heart. Every adultery, every lust, every sensual sin does not originate outside. But it comes from the intense activity of the mind, which being corrupt, clothes everything it sees with alluring appearance. All men have eyes to see. How come then that a woman who leaves ten men impassive, as they look at her as a creature like themselves and they also consider her a beautiful work of Creation without feeling obscene incentives and phantoms rise in them, upsets the eleventh man and leads him to shameful concupiscence? Because the heart and thought of the eleventh man are corrupt and where ten see a sister, he sees a female.
Although I did not say that to you then, I told you that I had come just for men, not for the angels. I have come to give back to men their royalty of children of God teaching them to live as gods. God is without lewdness, Judas. But I want to show to all of you that man also can be without lewdness. I wanted to show you that one can live as I teach you. To show you that I had to take a real body and thus be able to suffer the temptations of man and say to man, after instructing him: "Do as I do". And you asked Me whether I had sinned when I was tempted. Do you remember? As I saw that you could not understand that I had been tempted without sinning, because you thought that temptation was unbecoming for the Word and that it was impossible for the Man not to sin, I replied to you that everybody can be tempted, but only those are sinners who want to become so. Great was your surprise and you were incredulous, so much so that you insisted saying: "Have You ever sinned?". It was then possible for you to be incredulous. We had known each other only for a short time. Palestine is full of rabbis whose lives are the antitheses of their doctrine. But now you know that I have not sinned, that I do not sin. You know that even the fiercest temptation provoking a healthy virile man, who lives among men and is circumvented by them and by Satan, does not disturb Me to the extent of making Me commit sin. On the contrary, every temptation, although its virulence increased when it was rejected, because the demon made it fiercer to overcome Me, was a greater victory. And not only with regard to lewdness, a whirl that revolved around Me without succeeding in shaking or scratching My will There is no sin where there is no consent to temptation, Judas. There is instead sin, even without consummating the act, when one accepts the temptation and contemplates it. It may be a venial sin, but it prepares the way to mortal sin in you. Because when one accepts the temptation and allows one’s thought to linger over it, following the phases of a sin mentally, one grows weaker. Satan is aware of that, and that is why he repeatedly hurls blazing thrusts, always hoping that one may penetrate and work inside… Afterwards… it would be easy to change the person who is tempted into a sinner.
You did not understand that then. You could not understand it. You can now. Now you are less deserving to understand than you were then, yet, I repeat those words that I spoke to you, for you, because it is in you, not in Me, that the repelled temptation does not subside… It does not calm down because you do not repel it completely. You do not consummate the act, but you brood over the thought of it. That is what happens today, and tomorrow… Tomorrow you will fall into real sin. That is why I taught you, then, to ask the help of the Father against temptation, I taught you to ask the Father not to lead you into temptation. I, the Son of God, I, Who had already defeated Satan, asked the Father for help, because I am humble. You did not. You did not ask salvation and preservation of God. You are proud. That is why you collapse…
Do you remember all that? And can you now understand what it means to Me, true Man, with all the reactions of man, and true God, with all the reactions of God, to see you thus: lustful, liar, thief, betrayer, homicide? Do you realise what stress you impose on Me, having to put up with your being near Me? Do you know how laborious it is for Me to control Myself, as I am doing now, to fulfil My mission for you till the very end? Any other man would have seized you by your throat, seeing you, a thief, intent on picking the lock of a coffer and stealing money, and learning that you are a traitor and worse than a traitor… I have spoken to you, still with pity. Look. It is not yet summer and the cool breeze of the evening is coming in through the window, and yet I am perspiring as if I had been working at a very hard task. But do you not realise how much you cost Me? Or what you are? Do you want Me to drive you away? No, never. When a man is drowning, he who lets him go is a murderer. You are between two forces attracting you, Satan and Me. But if I leave you, you will have him only. And how will you save yourself? And yet you will leave Me… You have already left Me with your spirit… Well, I will still keep Judas’ chrysalis near Me.
Your body deprived of the will to love Me, your body inert towards Good. I will keep it until you exact also claim this nonentity, that is, your mortal remains, to join them to your spirit and sin with your whole-self.
Judas!… Will you not speak to Me? Have you not one word for your Master? Not even a prayer? I do not expect you to say: "Forgive me!". I have forgiven you too many times in vain. I know that that word is a mere sound on your lips. It is not an impulse of your contrite spirit. I would like an impulse of your heart. Are you so dead as to have no further wishes? Speak! Are you afraid of Me? Oh! if you were afraid!
At least that! But you are not afraid of Me. If you were afraid of Me, I would repeat the words that I spoke to you on that remote day when we spoke of temptations and sins: "I tell you that also after the Crime of Crimes, if its culprit should rush to the feet of God with true repentance, and implored Him with tears to be forgiven, offering himself to expiation with confidence, without despairing, God would forgive him, and through expiation, the culprit would still save his soul". Judas! If you are not afraid of Me, I still love you.
Have you nothing to ask My infinite love in this hour?»
^{[Judas Iscariot says:]} «No. Or at the most one thing only: that You order John not to speak. How do You expect me to make amends if I am a disgrace among you?». He says so with arrogance.
And Jesus replies to him: «And you say so like that? John will not speak. But at least you, and I ask you this, must behave in such a way that nothing may leak out about your ruin.
Pick up those coins and put them back into Johanna’s bag… I will try to close the coffer… with the tool you used to open it…»
And while Judas with a bad grace pickes up the coins that had rolled everywhere, Jesus leans on the open coffer, as if He were tired. The light is fading in the room, but not so much as to prevent one from seeing Jesus weep silently, looking at His apostle stoop to pick up the scattered coins.
Judas has finished. He goes towards the coffer. He takes Johanna’s large heavy bag, puts the coins in it and closes it saying: «There it is!» He moves aside.
Jesus stretches out His hand to take the coarse picklock made by Judas and with a trembling hand He gets the spring-lock to work closing the coffer. He then rests the iron bar on His knee and bends it in V shape, pressing it down completely with His foot, making it unserviceable. He then picks it up and hides it in His chest. In doing so some tears fall on His linen tunic.
Judas at long last has a gesture of resipiscence. He covers his face with his hands and bursts into tears saying: "I am cursed! I am the opprobrium of the Earth!»
^{[Jesus says:]} «You are the eternal wretch! And to think that, if you wanted, you could still be happy!»
^{[Judas Iscariot says:]} «Swear it to me! Swear that no one will be told… and I swear to You that I will redeem myself» shouts Judas.
^{[Jesus says:]} «Do not say: "and I will redeem myself". You cannot. I alone can redeem you. He who was speaking through your lips a short while ago, can be defeated only by Me. Tell Me the words of humbleness: "Lord, save me!", and I will free you from your ruler. Do you not understand that I am waiting more for that word of yours, than for a kiss of My Mother?»
Judas is weeping, but he does not say that word.
^{[Jesus says:]} «Go. Go out of here. Go up to the terrace. Go wherever you wish, but make no noisy scene. Go. Go. No one will find you out, because I shall be watching. As from tomorrow you will keep the money. Everything is quite useless now.»
Judas goes out without replying. Jesus, now all alone, drops on a seat near the table and with His head resting on His arms folded on the table He weeps distressingly.


  Vide também Vida e Obra de Maria Valtorta

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Nota sobre a fonte: Maria Valtorta foi uma mística católica italiana. Durante sua vida, ela foi agraciada com revelações de Jesus Cristo sobre o Evangelho, e também de Nossa Senhora, do Espírito Santo e de vários santos e anjos.