Think of Me day and night. Make Me part of your life. And I will come and purify you, so that you will stand pure before Me and you will be found unblemished. There is nobody who is pure in himself. It is only My blood that purifies. I have already said this in a previous message. But do you think about it? No, you read it like automats and it does not resonate inside you. Do you know what I have gone through on the cross? Let Me tell you a little more than what you already know. The day when I was captured, I was mocked continuously. They pounded My face with their fists and I was a sorry sight to see. As if it was not enough, they tried to stab My eyes out in order to see if I can create eyes for Myself, like for the blind whom I made to see. I stopped them with My power and the searing irons, which they wanted to use to burn out My eyes, burned them so that they could do nothing. They wanted to mutilate My ears also, in order to see if I can make Myself new ears too, like the man who was slashed by My Peter during My capture. I was knocked around continuously so that I staggered back and forth. Later I was so drunk that I could not distinguish up from down and I was kicked. Not one of My bones was broken, but you can think for yourself how I must have looked by that time. The people who served Me, could not look and everybody fled, except My Johannes, who stayed almost to the end. My earthly mother, Maria, followed Me, crying, while she knew that all power belonged to Me and that I would not save Myself from the cross. I could if I wanted to, but for your sake, who are reading here now, and for others, I continued to the bitter end. At the cross the thick nails were repeatedly driven into My hands. As soon as it was in, it was taken out again and driven back into My hands again in order to inflict as much pain as possible. I was not a pretty sight to see and after the scouring I was one bloody mass. I literally bled to death. Like the Passover lamb had to bleed to death, I bled on the cross for you. As far as I had walked with the heavy burden of the cross on My shoulders, a trail of blood stayed behind in the street. When My Simon of Cerene came to lift My cross, I was so exhausted that I could have died of exhaustion. But I carried on until the bitter end. The blind, deaf, mute, in short, everyone whom I have healed, gathered there, but they could not come closer. They were kept at a distance by My crucifiers and the people who hated Me. I continued without thinking twice. And this is My love for you. With My crucifixion many other, deeper things happened which you cannot bear yet, but later I will make everything known to you. A certain period must still pass before you will be ripe for it spiritually. Man is not so far advanced in spirit as what he thinks to understand. You must not worry yourselves about this. I will take care that you will be able to bear it and have grown enough spiritually to be able to understand these things in the same way that I take care that the plants outside grow. But you must be right, otherwise I can do absolutely nothing for you, because I am a God that respects free will. Stay in Me and you will grow.