The eighth Sorrow of my maternal and Immaculate Heart is that my Son is so offended in the Sacrament of His Love. This sorrow of mine will endure until the end of time, when the Real Presence of my Son in the Most Holy Sacrament will give way to the sight of His Divine Majesty.
Then will faith give way to vision, and hope to possession. Then will love be secure and everlasting for all who will have died in the embrace of His Divine Friendship. Until then, know that my maternal Heart suffers and grieves over the irreverence, the coldness, and the ingratitude of so many souls towards the Sacrament of my Son’s undying love.
It is in this Sacrament that He loves His own, loving them to the end — to the end of every created possibility and to the end of this passing world. His Eucharistic Love surpasses all the laws of perishable nature: there is no greater miracle on the face of the earth than the Real Presence of my Son in the Sacrament of the Altar. Even