How long can this mystery be delayed? How long before all is revealed and when all I have done and all that I have prepared in the heart of my chosen son is revealed? Soon, so very soon, the powers of hell will tremble at what I have done. In so many ways, the Evil One has tried to destroy the new pope. In so many ways, he has blocked his ascendency. In so many ways, he had him set aside. Then, came what the Evil One thought was his final blow, but I miraculously preserved what was essential. Much was torn away, but I did not let the papacy be stolen from him. These are the deep secrets that are buried in his heart.

What darkness he experienced. Had he failed me? Had he walked on the wrong path? Had I really spoken to him? For a while, even he set aside my word of the papacy. Little by little, I restored it to his heart. The word that was buried, but never rejected, took on new life. The stream flowed again in his heart. He listened to my word, followed my every direction. Now he stands where he never thought he could be, on the verge of becoming my pope.

What a path I have led him on. It was not the usual path at all. It was a hidden path. Often, I explained to him why I led him this way. In his heart, I would tell him to believe and, in his life, I led him further and further away. Oh, I explained everything and he believed my word. Then, I plunged him into the greatest darkness. He knew that this was a great gift but it seemed too great for him to handle.

How I remember those days when he saw so clearly my protective hand. All was shattered. All was broken. His years of believing and trusting – how could he ever have believed? But his eyes saw the miraculous protection I placed around him. On every side, I kept him safe. No one pierced the dark cloud of protection that surrounded those days. He sees those days for what they are – the final stage of his journey to the papacy, a stage in which he remains until I lift him high. When I do this, my mighty works can begin.