In the morning, while everyone was still sleeping, I began to wake up, and I heard the words in my heart, “Will you be my victim soul?” I immediately felt great fear. The words “victim soul” elicit in my mind and heart an openness to great suffering. After a few minutes, I prayed, “Let your will be done, not mine,” and I said, “Jesus, I trust in you.” I asked Him to give me the strength, but above all, love, for only through great love can I ever be faithful to such a call. I also realized that my prayer since this pilgrimage on the eve of Pentecost has been for the Heart of Jesus to be completely incarnated in my heart, and of course, this will require me to be a victim soul because my Lord is The Victim Soul.