“Immaculate Mary, Victim pierced by the sins of the world.”

         

The Blessed Virgin asks to be invoked under this new title.

The mystic Maria Valtorta writes:

In recompense for my atrocious suffering, Jesus is always with me, renewing the miracle of quenching my thirst with the Blood of His open Heart and immersing me in the fire of His Heart. Such bliss. [This miracle was reported in Valtorta’s Notebooks on March 16, 1947.] And Most Holy Mary comes in the afternoon, appearing in a dull ashen-colored mantle, as she did two nights ago.

And after telling me that she is happy that Rosaries are being recited together in Rome—"for prayer is more effective when offered by many"—she says to me: "Do you wish to know why you see me clad in this unusual mantle of penance—almost a mantle of mourning—even though I weep no more and the joy of my Heart radiates forth? Behold. I tell you now. And I reveal to you a new title by which I desire you to invoke me.

“For however little my sorrow is meditated upon, accepted, or believed—however degrading the description of it may seem, or however much people may wish to deny it—precisely because they know not how to meditate upon my sorrow as both a mother and a believer, I was a victim alongside my Son.

“And I remain so still.

“For every offense committed against Him strikes my Heart and scourges my love for Him, just as every suffering He endured on that Day of the Passion was a scourge, a blow, a thorn, a nail, a violent shock, and a fall for me as well. And so, now that a furious, tireless, and ever-more-violent hail of offenses is being hurled by humanity against its Lord, I don this mantle of penance—I, the victim alongside my Son, the Divine Victim.

“Do you see? I stand in the posture of supplication I assumed at the Sepulcher, at the moment of my complete sacrifice and my supreme prayer for mankind. I implore and I pour forth graces. I gather up prayers and acts of reparation. I offer myself, and I make my offering. I implore the Father—and I implore His mercy. With my graces, I bring comfort to the faithful.

“I gather their prayers and acts of reparation. I offer them to console the Love of My Heart. And to render them powerful, I offer Myself together with you—I, the Mother, a victim of and for humanity.

“Greet Me, O Mary, in this manner: ‘Hail, Mary, Victim Mother for the sins of men, pray for us.’ For this is My new title: “Immaculate Mary, Victim pierced by the sins of the world.”

Then Most Holy Mary vanished, but Jesus remained—still there, still there…

Based on Maria Valtorta, The Notebooks 1945-1950, June 3, 1949, pp. 527-528.

 

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