how restless and disturbed in mind
Judas had latterly appeared, and how abruptly he had left the
supper-room. She felt no doubt of his having gone to betray our Lord,
for she had often warned him that he was a son of perdition. The holy
women then returned to the house of Mary, the mother of Mark.

When Jesus, unrelieved of all the weight of his sufferings, returned
to the grotto, he fell prostrate, with his face on the ground and his
arms extended, and prayed to his Eternal Father; but his soul had to
sustain a second interior combat, which lasted three-quarters of an
hour. Angels came and showed him, in a series of visions, all the
sufferings that he was to endure in order to expiate sin; how great was
the beauty of man, the image of God, before the fall, and how that
beauty was changed and obliterated when sin entered the world. He
beheld how all sins originated in that of Adam, the signification and
essence of concupiscence, its terrible effect on the powers of the
soul, and likewise the signification and essence of all the sufferings
entailed by concupiscence. They showed him the satisfaction which he
would have to offer to Divine Justice, and how it would consist of a
degree of suffering in his soul and body which would comprehend all the
sufferings due to the concupiscence of all mankind, since the debt of
the whole human race had to be paid by that humanity which alone was
sinless--the humanity of the Son of God. The angels showed him all these
things under different forms, and I felt what they were saying,
although I heard no voice. No tongue can describe what anguish and what
horror overwhelmed the soul of Jesus at the sight of so terrible an
expiation--his sufferings were so great, indeed, that a bloody sweat
issued forth from all the pores of this sacred body.

Whilst the adorable humanity of Christ was thus crushed to the earth
beneath this awful weight of suffering, the angels appeared filled with
compassion; there was a pause, and I perceived that they were earnestly
desiring to console him, and praying to that effect before the throne
of God. For one instant there appeared to be, as it were, a struggle
between the mercy and justice of God and that love which was
sacrificing itself. I was permitted to see an image of God, not, as
before, seated on a throne, but under a luminous form. I beheld the
divine nature of the Son in the Person of the Father, and, as it were,
withdrawn in his bosom; the Person of