“The Church is in ruin.”
“My daughter, pray a great deal. I am in search
of souls to lead the world to me. It is My great
love for mankind that keeps me a prisoner.
I reveal My sad feelings. I have no rest or
comfort in the midst of My ministers and consecrated souls to Me.
More than ever they torture Me continuously.
My body and blood is an agony to Me. Did I shed it in vain for
souls? What more could I have suffered for this mankind? These are
My words from My Divine Mercy.
I call them all to watch and pray, fight their evil inclinations and suffer
them not to grow into bad habits. The grass in the meadowlands
has to be mowed every year. The ground needs to be ploughed,
manured, and freed from weeds. My Church is in ruin. Great work
must be carried on. Prayer must be carried on in souls. Many souls
are blinded. They do not know what the truth is.
Grace loses its power. Sin increases and finally souls end up in hell.
I pour My tears of blood over My church. Pray a great deal. In the
Sacrament of My Love you are a victim. I assure you that you can
cleanse My defiled and disfigured countenance.”
“I bless you.”
