Part 3


You know, the mother will call that lovely little girl, and call her out on the other side of the grail, and of course you can't see her.  And you know what, the mother will speak to her and say, "Honey, are you happy here?"  And that little Nun will say, "Mother, I'm very happy."

You say, "Why did she say that?"

Well, bless your heart, don't you know that the Mother Superior is standing there?  And if we didn't say that, after our mother had gone, then God only knows what the Mother Superior will do to the little Nun.  And so we  just lie to our mother.

And then the mother will say, "Do you have plenty to eat?"  And that little Nun will answer and say, "We have plenty to eat."  But, I tell you that mother will go home.  She'll prepare a lovely meal for the rest of  the family. But if she could look in and see our table and see what her little girl is eating, if she could look into her little girl's eyes after she's been there three or four years, she'd see those eyes are back in her head.  She'd see that her little body's began to waste away.  I'll assure that mother that she'll never eat another meal at home.  No, never.  You'd never enjoy another meal if you could see your child after she'd been in a  convent for a period of time.  But these things of course are under cover, and we have to take what they give us.

Alright, now they can make us do anything.  Here we are, the Mother Superior and I might be down in the laundry room washing.  And I told you how we wash.  And its a cement floor.  And, well, doing the type of laundry we do - some of it's very heavy - the water slops out on the floor.  And, oh, it's such a mess.  We'd walk in it.  And you know, then, here comes the Mother Superior.

And to me, our Mother Superior, I'd just as soon you turn loose a lion that's very hungry and let it come walking down that aisle as to see a Mother Superior in a convent.  I was scared to death of her.  Every time I saw that woman, somebody had to suffer.  And we're afraid of her and she knows we're afraid of her.   Because she's cruel.  Her heart is calloused.

And here she comes.  And, you know, there we are washing.  And, I'll tell you, that when she comes - and we know... we feel her presence before we ever see her.  We know her footsteps.  And, you know, we'll  wash a little harder.  But when she gets down to where we are, she might address me.  And she'll say, "Now, you come out here."  And I'm out there like a flash because I'm scared.  And then she'll say, "Prostrate yourself down there and lick so many crosses on that floor."  That's a cement floor.  And, of course, I have to prostrate my body and lick those crosses.  And those are not little tiny crosses.  As far as I reach, I'll have to lick those crosses.

And she watches my countenance.  If I don't like it, and she knows that I don't like it, then she might say, "Ten" - she might say, "Twenty-five."  And, you know, then the next morning she may walk back through there again and because she saw something in my face that made her to know I didn't like what she wanted me to do, she may call me again.  And my tongue, by this time, is sore.  It's bleeding, but I have to lick the crosses on the floor again.

And then they do the same way by compelling us to crawl.  They'll compel you to crawl.  And, may I say, it could be up and down an aisle like this ten times.  And it'll not be on a beautiful rug like this.  It'll be on a   floor that you know what you're crawling on.

And, you know, I'm crawling, and I have to crawl like this - upright.  And my, my... my knees.  Don't they hurt!  And I might make it five or six times.  And then I might not have enough strength to go the other three or four times.  And I'll faint.  But she'll pour some cold water on me and tell me to crawl again.

And, may I say, then I'll try to finish it out.  And maybe the next day she compels me to crawl again.  By this time there's scabs on my knees.  I mean, those knees are sore.  But I must crawl again.

This is the life of a little Nun.  We're doing penance.  And then she teaches us to believe that God is looking down out of Heaven - He's smiling His approval upon those little girls.  And God is made happy through our suffering.  And because we are heathens - we don't know any better - we've never read the Bible.  We've never had any Scripture.  And so those little Nuns are ignorant of the Word of God.  You know, we are just raised under the tradition of the Roman Catholic Church.  And we know nothing about this lovely Gospel of Jesus Christ.  And so we have to do these things.

Then the Mother Superior might walk through the cell door -- by the way, in our cells, there's nothing in there but the Virgin Mary, and, that is, she's holding the baby Jesus.  And there's the Crucifix.  And then we have a prayer board.  And by the way, I'll assure you folks, that you'll never want to lean on our prayer board.  We lean on it everyday if we are able to walk under our own power.  It is a board about this high from the ground.  And there are two leading up like this one.  And this one is about that wide.  I'm going to drop my knees down on it.  And there's sharp wires coming up through that board.  And then, this one up here, I prostrate my arms on, there's going to be sharp wires.

After all, I told you we were going to suffer.  We're going to do penance.  And this is a part of my suffering.

And as I lean on that prayer board, I'm praying for lost humanity.  And I'm believing as I suffer that my grandmother will be released from a priest's purgatory sooner, because of my suffering.  And I kneel there longer, sometimes.  Oh, it's terrible, but we don't know any better.  So we do that, because that's all that little Nuns know.  And we believe it.

And there we are.  And we are locked in our cells.  Every night the key is turned in those doors.  We can't get up and come out of there.  And then, more than that, seven minutes to twelve - we go to bed, at nine  thirty the lights are out - seven minutes to twelve, there's two little Nuns appointed to unlock every door.  Every little Nun again gets on her feet, dresses in full dress, goes into the inner chapel, and there we again  pray one hour for lost humanity.

We don't get very much sleep.  That's why.  And we don't have enough food and we work hard and we  suffer much.  That's why our bodies are so broken.

That's why we seemingly don't have enough strength to carry on after we live there.

But I'd like to say this to you before I go any farther.  Now, I did those very things.  And we're taught to believe that as we spill our own blood - now, WE must do this - if I whip my body, if I torment it, or torture it in any way that I spill blood, I'm taught to believe, that I'll have one hundred less days to spend in purgatory.

Now, you know, we have no hope.  Those little Nuns don't look forward to anything.  You may think they do, but we don't.  Why?  After you live in a Convent ten years, I began to realize the Virgin Mary is just a piece of metal.  She's a statue.  I began to realize Saint Peter's just a statue.  I began to realize that the statue of Jesus is just a piece of metal.  In other words, we come to the place to believe that our God is a dead  God.  And, I'll assure you, after you live in a convent long enough, not at first - no, no - but after we've suffered enough, after we've seemingly fallen down at the feet of those statues and spilled our tears on them, and have begged them to intercede and get a prayer through to God, and years go by and no prayer is answered, then we begin to realize we have a dead God.

And so on it goes.

And so those precious little girls, we're taught to believe that as we whip our bodies, or burn our bodies, or torture our bodies, and spill blood that we'll have one hundred less days to spend in purgatory.  We believe in a literal purgatory.  And that literal purgatory is a fire and it's going to burn.  And we're going to feel the flames of fire.

And you know when I say Nuns are forgotten women, just who do you folk think is going to say a prayer, or go over and pay the priest to have a high mass for a little Nun that's in the convent?  I wonder who's going to?  Why?  Because they'll not even be notified.  When many of those little Nuns die, there's no notification of it whatsoever.  A parent won't even know when they're dead.  So, who's going to pray us out of purgatory? Or rather, buy us out of purgatory?  No.  We realize after we're in there a period of time that there is no Purgatory.

Of course, you know there isn't, and I know there isn't.  And there is no purgatory.  The only purgatory the Roman Catholic people have is a priest's pocket.  And they're filling his pockets with coins in order to pray for the dead.

And, may I say, there are thousands and thousands of Roman Catholics -- in the month of November, may I say to you, in United States, two years ago -- in the month of November the Roman Catholic priests praying masses for the dead of the Roman Catholic people in this country, in one month, collected twenty-two million dollars for masses said for dead Roman Catholics.  That's just a little idea, or sample, of what's going on in this country.

And still there are thousands of mothers that'll work their fingers to the bone to go over there and give the priest another five dollars to say a mass for a loved one that's in Purgatory, because that mother believes there is a Purgatory.

In the Convent, they have a painting of Purgatory.  And there's nothing in the room but just that painting.  And, you know, every Friday we have to walk around that painting.  And when we walk around it, I would  you could look at the little Nuns' faces.

What do I see?  The painting, as you would walk around it, looks like it's a big deep hole out there.  And there are people down in there.  And the flames of fire is lapping around the bodies of those people.  And their hands are outstretched like this.  And the Mother will say to the little Nuns, "You'd better go and put another penance on your body.  Those people are begging to get out of that fire."  And because we're   heathens, we don't know any better, I might go someplace in the convent and maybe I'll burn my body real bad.  Maybe I'll torture it some way and spill some more blood, because as I suffer I believe they're going to get out of that place where a priest puts them.

And there are millions of people, so to speak, in Purgatory that your priest has put there.  And when he knows that its the biggest fraud there is in the world... he knows there's not a bit of truth to it.  And, bless your heart, I often say you take purgatory mass away from the Roman Catholic Church you'll rob her of nine tenths of her living.  She'll starve to death, if you would take it away from her.  She commercializes, not only off of the living, but off of the dead.  And on and on it goes.

Alright.  It doesn't bother the Mother Superior to take one of those dear, little girls...  And, may I say, you know, when the priests come into the convents, they come as our Father Confessors.  Once a month we go to confession.  And we don't want to go, don't you worry.  I many's a' time [I] have gone in the very back row.  I didn't want to go in there.  I know who's out there.  One of them... I may not know the particular man, but I know he's a priest.  And I know those priests.  I certainly have seen them enough.  I've lived there long enough.  I certainly have had contact with every one of them.  And, I'll assure you this one thing, I don't trust a single one of those in the convent.

Now, we're not telling you about every priest.  I don't know all the priests. I'm just talking about the Convent in my personal Testimony of Convent Life.

And, you know, we know something about what's out in that room.  And, here we are, we know we're going to confession today.  It may take all day long.  And here he comes.  And I have never seen a Roman Catholic Priest come into the Convent that I was in without intoxicating liquor under his belt.

And I say a man or a woman, regardless of who you may be, when you get liquor under your belt, you're not a man.  Neither are you a woman.  You become an animal and a beast.

And so we have a beast sitting out there.  There a straight-back, hard-bottom chair.  No other furniture but the Crucifix and the Virgin Mary.  But here he is sitting on that chair right out there in the middle of that room.  Now here a little girl has to walk out there alone.  And she has to kneel down.  Think of it.

Why, bless your heart, I really, sometimes... I'm saved now.  I'm out of the Convent, and I now look back at that Roman Catholic priest, and I often say, "I'm sure he was a twin brother to the devil," because he's full of sin.  He's full of vice.  He's full of corruption.

And we go out there and kneel down at his knees.  Now, you're a lucky girl if you get away from that man without being destroyed.  Why, he's drunk. He's a beast.  He's not a man.  Oh, he has a holy habit on.  He's an ordained Roman Catholic Priest.

And so, I'll assure you, we don't like to go to Confession.  But we must go once a month.  And those little girls can't help themselves.  And nobody comes out into that room but the priest and I.  Until it's all over and then we can come back.  And the next one will have to come.  And, I'll assure you, we don't appreciate that day.

And those little girls don't know any better.  They don't know anything about the plan of salvation.  They don't know that Jesus went to Calvary and died for them.  They don't know that He shed His blood for them.  Those little girls know nothing about it, because to me, as I repeat again, the Bible was a hidden book to every one of the those little girls.

And so, now, they can do things like this.  Now, if a Roman Catholic Priest comes into the Convent he may go to the Mother Superior and ask her to permit him to go into the cell where one of the Nuns are.  And,  you know, that Mother with her carnal mind and her carnal heart - and she's very hard and very carnal - and she is the mother, many times, of many illegitimate children - they belong to the priest... and, you know, she'll take that priest.  And he's drinking - she knows it.  They bring liquor in with them.  Sometimes some of the Nuns will drink with him, and the Mother usually drinks with him.  And it's really a terrible place, it is, not a religious order.  It does not live up to that name whatsoever.

But here she brings that priest into one of our cells.  Now, I wonder if you realize how serious it is.  That Roman Catholic priest, he has liquor under his belt, we know that.  But he has a big, strong body.  He's had three square meals of food every day of his life.  He can eat all the food that he wants.

But, you know, there's a little Nun that may have a broken body.  And she may not have very much strength.  And what did he come into that cell for?  For nothing other than to destroy that little Nun.

I often say I wish the government could walk into a Convent just about the time one of those priests are let in the cell.  The Mother will turn a key in the lock, and you're locked in there with that priest.

Now, we have no way to defend ourselves.  And I often say - I've had to nurse those little girls - I'm an  R.N..  I've got my nurse's training by going through the tunnel over to the hospital as I lived in an Open Order Convent.  But, may I say, after that priest is taken out of there, if you could look upon the body of that little Nun, she looks like something you've thrown out in a hog pen.  And a half a dozen old sows have just mauled that child's body.

And this is convent life!

I can understand why your priests are calling over the phone every day or two and screaming their heads off because I'm in this city giving this testimony.  But, may I say to you, I don't mind if they continue to scream.  I don't mind what they do.  I'm not one bit afraid of them.  I'll continue to give this testimony  - as long as God gives me strength I'll be giving this testimony regardless of your priests or your bishops in this country.

I know what I'm doing.  I know what I'm saying.  And I'm not afraid of anybody in all of this world.  I'm a child of God.  And I believe God won't let anybody put a hand on me until my work is finished.  And then, I often say, I don't care what you do to my body after I leave this body.  I'm sure I don't mind.  And so I will continue to give the testimony regardless of what your priests think about it, because I think God saved me to pull the cover off of convents.  I believe He saved me to uncloak those places that are riding under the cloak of religion.  I believe that with all of my heart. I'll assure you I do.

Now, if I refuse to give my body - you know we're just supposed to give our bodies voluntarily to those priests.  Many times the Nuns are overpowered.  But if I refuse to give my body voluntarily to them, then you know he becomes very angry.  And he goes immediately to the Mother Superior.  Then when two carnal minds come together, they can invent things that you and I... we don't have enough evil in our heart to invent things like that.  We don't have enough sin in our lives to even think up such terrible things.  And when those two carnal minds come together, the next time, I want you to know, they're all ready.

Now, the Mother Superior might say to me in a day or two, we're going to do penance.  Now the penance that they'll inflict on me is something that the Mother Superior and the priest have invented.  And it can be very, very cruel.

They might take me down into one of the dirty dungeons.  And there's no floors in those places.  And, you know, they have a place down there - there are rods about three feet long.  They have them, buried down into cement.  And at the top of it there's a ring about this big, out, sticking out of the ground.  They have some leather straps fastened there.  And when they take me down there they put my foot, either foot, through those rings and then they strap my ankles securely.

Now, I'm standing with my feet in those rings.  Alright, they're going out of there.  And they're going to leave me locked up in that place by myself.  And it's a dirty place.  Well, I might stand there for two or three hours if I have strength enough in my body.

Well what do you think is going to happen to me then?  I can't stand any longer.  Sometimes we faint. Sometimes we just become exhausted and we go down.  But when I go down it flips my ankles over like that, and I can't do anything about it.  I don't have any strength for me to get up.  I may have to lie in that position for two or three days and no one will come near.  They won't give you a bite of food.  They won't bring me one drop of water.

But I must stay there.  And the next thing you feel is the bugs crawling over my body and the mice running over me.  And I still have to stay there.

I can understand why they don't want me to uncover.  They don't want the world to know these things are going on.  No priest in this country wants it.  And if he doesn't want the world to know it then they'd better be pretty careful that nobody ever gets out of the convent after they've spent a few years back there.

  My God is greater than all the outside forces.  My God can reach His hand over into those convents - this country or any other country - and make a way for a girl to come out and He won't have to ask the bishop to help Him. He won't have to ask the priest to help Him. But God can make a way for us to come out. I'll assure you of that.

Well, on it goes.  Then sometimes the priests come and they get angry at us because we refuse to sin with them voluntarily.  And you know, after awhile, the Nuns bodies' are broken after we're there awhile.  And many, many's a' times to have him slap you in the mouth is a terrible thing.  I've had my front teeth knocked out.  I know what it's all about.  And then he gets you down on the floor and then kicks you in the stomach.

Many of those precious little girls have babies under their heart.  And it doesn't bother the priest to kick you in the stomach with a baby under your heart.  He doesn't mind.  The baby's going to be killed anyway, because those babies are born in the convent.  Why wouldn't babies be born when you run places like this under the cloak of religion?  The world thinks it's religious orders.

And there are babies born in there.  And most of the babies are premature.  And many of them are abnormal.  Very, very seldom do we ever see a normal baby.

You say, "Sister Charlotte, do you dare to say that?"  I most definitely do dare to say this.  And I intend to keep on saying it.  Why?  I delivered those babies with these hands.  And what I've seen with my eyes and I've done with my hands... I just challenge the whole world to say it isn't true.  And the only way they can ever prove it isn't true, they'll have to open [the convents] - if they ever serve a summons on me, and call me into court, I'll assure you this one thing - convents are coming open.  And then the world is going to know what convents really are.

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