“I am like the hunter who would let himself be wounded to death in
order to lure his coveted prey.”
“My daughter, pray a great deal. Keep going. Do
not stop. I kept going on the road to Calvary
and in spite of such agony, I got there. Gaze
on Me and find courage. My love knows
no seasons. I am the changeless one. Give Me even the rhythm of
your breathing and not only of the body but of your stream of your
thoughts. I always accompany my faithful ones and give strength
and comfort to those who suffer for Me. You are in My Heart though
you feel you are far from Me. Hide Me in your heart as though in
this way you could save Me from wounds, insults, blasphemies and
abuses. For I receive them above all in My Divine Sacrament from...
to whom I entrusted my children.
There is your heart to console Me with your sufferings. Do not get
the idea that it is only prayers that console Me. Rest on Me. Do not
grow weary of looking at Me. Do not waste any of your precious
suffering. Bring Me souls. I suffer and thirst for souls.
I am like the hunter who would let himself be wounded to death in
order to lure his coveted prey... I tell him to go with My living words
continually and find sinners for Me.
Never before has the world needed prayers as at this tragic times.
My Heart is full of tears to see many innocent souls on the way
to perdition. My Eternal Father’s anger is flowing. Pray and atone
to appease His wrath and console Me. Drenched with blood I am
walking through the multitudes of souls. My Mercy is followed by
Divine Justice.
Pray and cloister souls in your heart. Implore mercy for them. Do
not fear to suffer. Rest in Me.”
“I give My blessing.”
