Devotion to the plague of the Face of Jesus: his message, his promises

Holy Thursday in 1997, Deborah has a touching vision: the Lord is in front of her, slumped to the ground as if dead, she does not answer ... then she raises her head and shows her all the suffering: Her Face is full of bruises and swellings, in particular one cheekbone, which is noticeably swollen, disfigured by a beating that makes it bleed. It is a beating, which was auctioned to him by a Roman soldier, after the barbarous scourging, to urge him to get back on his feet. The Divine Condemned, who is motionless, is hit by a terrible blow between the right cheekbone and the nose that both begin to bleed.

Especially contemplating the wound on the right cheek, we join with intensity to the immense suffering which the Virgin Mother saw when she was so disfigured and beaten with ferocity.

Jesus says:
«If you honor Me in the pains of My Holy Face, I will pour, for you, a shower of Precious Blood on the world ... This" wound "(suffering) that gives Me a very high penalty, is the painful beating inflicted on Me by the soldier. Spread devotion and for My merits to have endured it, I will grant liberation from torments »(torments procured with sins. It is not referred to the eternal condition of hell). (27.4.1997/XNUMX/XNUMX)

Maria SS. He says:
«I desire whole days of prayer before the pained and beaten Face of My Divine Son». (1.9.1994)

Prayer to the Plague of Jesus' right cheek
(prayer taken from Deborah's meditations)
«Sweet Jesus, my Lord, contemplating Your Face disfigured by hatred, all the tribulation in which men are immersed appears clear to me! Today You call me with the expression of suffering, which I aim for in your face soiled, reviled and swollen by violence, which has no respite. Behold, I am miserable as I am, I see before me another sign of Your wealth, with which you want to heal the world: the scourge of the right cheek. Here my gaze stopped, every inner anxiety became silent, my human thirst quenched and my weak humanity regained strength. O most precious Plague, which emanates the divine desire to offer creatures love, forgiveness and healing, give me unalterable patience before the sanctifying journey of trial, which I must face! Remembering the pain suffered by the very painful beating on your rosy and virgin cheekbone, an inexhaustible desire to follow you arises, persevering in your following. O unloved Love, allow me, by means of such an unknown Plague, to bend down to gather in the soul the Divine Blood deriving from it. Free me from all guilt, which comes from the seventh generation! Purify me in the language inculcated by the logic of matter! Heal me in thoughts and memories, which continue to upset my mind because of the sins committed. O adored Jesus, thank you for revealing to me all the treasure hidden in the veneration of this Plague, which is sweet to me to honor, every day of my life, as a sign of Your living and active presence in the Church. Now I lower my eyes, I kiss you because I have perfect confidence in your promises and I say to you: as you want, where you want, when you want to visit me with your passion, with your power, with your glory. Amen."

The Virgin SS. invites us to be part of the gifts, which he wishes to bestow, with devotion to His image, saying to us: «I, the SS. Virgin of the Eucharist, I prepare you for a great feast in which everyone will flourish! You will call us thus: Most Holy and Triumphant Hearts of Jesus and Mary, we praise and bless you. Make the flame of your love burn
in our heart "(23.3.1998)